A BAFTA bore
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The speeches are being written, the suits being tailored and the interns are furiously running around Hollywood for matching accessories... all for the most glamorous, competitive and perfect of awards shows, the Academy Awards, the Oscars, which hits British screens this weekend. And many are interested in this year’s Oscars, not just to see what epitome of style is demonstrated by Kruger (Diane that is, rather than Freddy), but also to see if the US broadcasters can turnaround what has so been a series of drippy and mundane televised awards ceremonies, compared to their British equivalents. In the past, hype has been well and truly whipped up, anticipation building to bursting point. It’s even reported that different nominated films/actors bribe the press and create vicious stories in order to create merry hell for their competition. But this year things seem a little, lame. And it can’t be due to a poor year in film/TV, with The Black Swan, Kings Speech, Inception and True Grit having blown away viewers. One thing that hasn’t changed is boring pre-match talk. The favourite (Kings Speech, this year) is often analysed to such an extent you can save you £6.50 on a cinema ticket and still feel like you have seen it. Things kicked off this awards season with the Ricky Gervais causing a storm in the US with a series of daring comments at the Golden Globes. But was it unexpected? Shocking? Surprising? Nope, it’s just what we now expect from a man, whose ego is massaged on both sides of the Atlantic for now, not doing very much, very well. (With the exception of An Idiot Abroad – which, ironically, it seems Gervais now is). Then, it was the turn of the British and the ever so slightly tacky and cheap British NTAs, kind of like the Christmas cracker of the awards series. Frowned upon right up until the night, when all of a sudden you don’t know how you would ever live without the plastic clip-on nail and paper hat. The NTAs are great for the ‘loser-face’, when you see the nominees who haven’t won react with no grace (see: Jack P Shepard/David Platt). However, unlike its American counterparts, it’s a lively and very energetic show, which showcases the best on the box, without the plastic, botoxed and perma-smile’s of the Hollywood elite. Plus, this is the only show of the bunch where you choose the winners, and feel utterly robbed if your favourite show was pipped to the post. Anyone else fuming that Miranda Hart beat Sarah Millican? This show is epitomised with the Corrie/Enders slag-off, which this year went to those in Albert Square, despite the MILLIONS spent by Corrie on that episode. Again, see Jack P Shepard/David Platt. Yeah, still not over this one too. So from one exciting exhibition of British talent to another, yes?
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