…how to save the Oscars, at least in terms of ratings. Will Smith may be an overly coddled rich bitch grappling with inner demons (or, as David Poland put it, “an uber-wealthy, entitled, pampered, self-indulgent punk”) but last night he broke through all the pretense and decorum and just said “fuck it, ahm gonna whack Chris across the chops!”
And suddenly the show no longer seemed stricken with woke cancer…well, it was and still is, but Smith gave it a shot of mad, unruly, West Philadelphia energy and thereby gave everyone a reason to go “good God, he may be an entitled animal but that sure was fun to watch and re-watch, and loads of fun to kvetch and moralize about!”
Plus the Academy Museum (“Woke House”) suddenly has a new idea for a killer exhibit that will attract tourists by tens of thousands.
