Election years should make the Oscars look ridiculous. Because, of course, they are — an overblown school prize day, dreamt up by early Hollywood to treat movies like art and a horse race. And yet, every 12 months we are again invited to take them seriously. Occasionally, the idea is tempting. In the glow of triumph for a Schindler’s List or a Moonlight, the awards come close to actual significance. Other years, Will Smith slaps Chris Rock, and you remember what nonsense it all is.
选举年份本应让奥斯卡颁奖典礼显得荒诞不经。因为,它们确实是——一场被好莱坞早期精心设计的、夸张的学校颁奖日,意图把电影同时视作艺术和赛马竞技。然而,我们每隔12个月就会再次被邀请,认真对待这一切。偶尔,这种想法似乎颇有吸引力。在《辛德勒名单》或《月光下的蓝色男孩》荣获大奖,洋溢着胜利的光环时,奖项似乎触及了它们应有的重要性。而在其他年份,如威尔•史密斯对克里斯•洛克的那一巴掌,便会让人突然想起,这一切多么的不着边际。