Film Snobs and Other People That You Meet (Star Wars edition)

We’re about a week away from knowing the nominees for the 88th Academy Awards, so don’t say I didn’t warn you. It doesn’t matter if Oscar sees his shadow or not, there will be six-plus weeks of campaigning and complaining. Every year there is at least one perceived “snub,” and a couple of “What were they thinking!?” noms.

It seems like where two or three people are gathered together, they are handing out some kind of award. Other than the Oscars, I don’t really care. The Golden Globes are fun to watch, but are we concerned with who wins? What kind of degenerate gambler is betting on the Globes?

When the Critics Choice Awards put The Force Awakens on its list of Best Picture nominees, some film snobs got their noses out of joint. It wasn’t because The Force Awakens was a last second addition, but because Star Wars. One person on Twitter asked, “What is this, the MTV Movie Awards?” I still can’t decide whether or not I’m glad they didn’t say “Kids’ Choice Awards.”

Some people have this perception that if it’s Star Wars, then it’s not that good. Sure Star Wars is not as prestigious as the works of Stanley Kubrick, and Andrei Tarkovsky, nor Christopher Nolan, and Peter Jackson; but that does not make them irrelevant. And just because the Star Wars films make money doesn’t mean one can equate them to the Transformers and Twilight movies.

I am a “first generation” Star Wars fan, which only means that I am old. And no, I am not invoking “old movie fan privilege”–whatever that is. That doesn’t mean that I love Star Wars more than a five year old who received a Kylo Ren lightsaber for Christmas. Also, just because someone has all the collectibles, and has read all the books, it doesn’t mean they love Star Wars more than me. I am not the kind of person who quantifies fandom. Think about this for a second: Peter Capaldi, Mark Gatiss, and Steven Moffat recently finished third in a Doctor Who pub quiz, and they are three of the biggest Doctor Who fanboys ever.

Remember that day a few months back when a miniscule number of people tried to start a boycott of The Force Awakens because they couldn’t wrap their non-existant brains around the idea that the two leads were a woman and a black man? I did what I usually do in cases like this: I ignored them.

I’m a “big tent” sort of guy. I like it when I meet other Star Wars fans. I want everyone to feel included regardless of race, sexual orientation, etc. If Poe Dameron is gay–who cares? It doesn’t bother me one way or another. It’s a massive galaxy, so it makes sense that it looks more like the World Cup and less like the World Series of Beer Pong.

Speaking of things white people like: Tumblr got all hyper in its collective diaper over a five year old picture of Oscar Isaac wearing an Atlas Shrugged T-shirt. The response has been divided: One group has done everything but brand Isaac as an “Ayn Rand Asshole,” another is saying that it was laundry day, while a third has no idea what to think.

The irony of all this is that the Atlas Shrugged T-shirt has totally distracted everyone from the man purse. You see? Oscar Isaac with a man purse is not a deal breaker, but it would be if he were Joe from accounting. The lesson we all learned today is: Context is everything.

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