I concede that I like to use hyperbole and superlatives on this blog a lot. They’re expressive, they’re readily at hand, and they’re memorable. They can be overused, though, and I concede that I do that too.
That being said, what follows is the most absurd nonsense in the history of all possible worlds.
As is often the case with specialized fields of art, the world of animated films has its own central adjudicating committee and awards ceremony to honour those works each year that show the highest level of achievement within the medium. They’re called the Annies, in this case, and you can probably guess what that’s short for. The winners were announced yesterday. The noteworthy nominees for the major prizes were Bolt, Kung Fu Panda and Wall-E. There were thirteen feature-related categories in which these films were nominated, and it seemed like there’d be a healthy race between two of them with the top honours in at least the major categories falling to the other.
But then there’s what actually happened.
Kung Fu Panda – that movie, the one about the panda – swept all fifteen categories. Nobody else stood a chance, apparently. Bolt got nothing. Oh well. It was nice, but not amazing; nobody thought it was going to be breaking any records, here. Wall-E also got nothing. Nothing! Not even a “thanks for trying” plaque and a gift certificate. Kung Fu Panda even won in two additional categories for its video game adaptation and a short animated film based on it. Fifteen in all.
Let me just let that sink in: Wall-E – the one of which you’re thinking, yes; that one – got nothing. From the organization that gives out awards for excellence in animated filmmaking.
The worst part? Well shit, there’s lots of worst parts. Did you read that bit about all that stuff above? That’s pretty bad. It’s also the case, however, that Kung Fu Panda is a fun and delightful film, and certainly a well-made one. Even an original and groundbreaking one, in a couple of ways. It deserves at least some recognition.
But it doesn’t deserve to sweep fifteen frakking categories against what is arguably one of the greatest works in the history of the medium. That’s unthinkable. Unimaginable. Absolutely, totally and in all other ways inconceivable.
I am not a conspiracy theorist. But then, this isn’t a conspiracy in theory; this is apparently a conspiracy in practice. I’d recommend that we boycott the ASIFA in protest, but I don’t even know how we could do that.
But something must be done. :cry: