The Razzies Just Make More Sense for this Jaded Q-Lifer

The Razzies Just Make More Sense for this Jaded QL

It’s award season. It’s Chinese New Year. And I am still also having trouble writing 2011 instead of 2010 on all documents. And Yes…I actually do still write a check or two.

But outside of my antiqued fiscal dealings and dyslexia, all of that other stuff just points to the special time of the year when the layers of self-indulgent BS reaches epic proportions. Especially cumulating with the Oscars.

My money is on “The King’s Speech” for Best Pic. Colin Firth for Best Actor. And Natalie Portman for her lovely lesbo scene as Best Actress. Always pays to be British or have a little girl on girl to get the Academy all hot and bothered.

I also predict Health Care reform to be repealed by the Supreme Court, a North Korean regime change, Iran will go nuclear and Snuggies will come out with its own form of an 80’s reboot of the Thigh Master.

But this is such stuff as to be below my Quarter Life expectations of existence and this special time of year.

More than just being a political think tank or entertainment expert, I have year in and year out enjoyed the enlightening experiences of other, less well known award ceremonies. Such as the Darwin Awards where they award those who have died in horrible humorously stupid ways and thus eliminated themselves from the human gene pool and the Darwin evolutionary process. More on the movie side of things, right after the Golden Globes, the Sundance Film Festival and the SAG…come the Razzies.

Much, much more to my liking. They give out awards to the worst of the worst in the film industry. No favoritism. No political games. No agendas. Just if you make bad movies or star in them…you will be bitched slap for the artistic offense.

Thus there are a lot of nominations for Vampire style flicks and actors this year.

So no red carpet makes me feel better. It is the Razzies which give me an overall better feeling about my QL experience in 21st society. That there is some sort of honesty still out there. That if you do truly suck (no vampire reference intended), we QL’s are not just going to blog about it…we are literally going to fashion a statue out of gold and give it to you for being a POS in your newest cinematic career move.

Quite Refreshing.

Plus I love Razzieberry Pie. The one where they put all the different kinds of berries in the same delicious baked yummy. Oh, so good a la mode.