Annie Proulx's sour grapes

Annie Proulx on how her Brokeback Oscar hopes were dashed by Crash

The punchline being that the grapes are sour, after all; an Oscar is a badge of mediocrity, not quality; all it proves is that enough out of a couple of thousand middle-aged brain-less, ball-less actors and filmmakers liked your movie (or disliked it less than the other nominees) to vote for it.

You want to say to her "Annie, you're embarrassing yourself (and I'm betting the editors of The Guardian reading her screed knew this fully well (they also knew it'd make good copy)), lighten up; it's just a goldplated doorstop."

There are no heroes on either side of this silly, silly issue.

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