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In 1994 Anna Paquin won the Best Supporting Actress Academy
Award for her role in The Piano.
She was eleven. She wore
this bright blueish/purple dress with a matching hat and when she got up there
she just sort of stood there giggling nervously in shock. I think this moment may have begun my
love affair with the Oscars.
A year later Martin Landau won Best Supporting Actor for Ed
Wood and some kid in my TAG pullout group went on and on the next day about how
Martin Landau was his great-uncle.
I was so insanely jealous.
A long time ago I dreamed of being a big actress and of
course those daydreams included a trip up those stairs to accept my award. I’m not ashamed to admit it (ok, maybe
a little embarrassed) but I definitely practiced my speech in the mirror. And in a total Meta moment I remember
saying (in my practice speech) how I used to practice this moment in the mirror
as a kid but the real thing is so much better.
I was kind of a weird kid.
At any rate for the better part of twenty years I have LOVED
the Academy Awards. I’ve paid
attention to the predictions, listened to the talk radio circuit in the weeks
leading up to it and watched the entire coverage from the red carpet to Oprah’s
interviews the next day. I’ve
DVR’d it and watched pieced together versions on YouTube. I’ve rushed to Walgreens the next day
to buy the People Magazine coverage and scoured the best and worst dress lists. It’s my Super Bowl and March Madness
and Stanley Cup all rolled into one and I love it.
Except this year I won’t be watching it.
On Thursday morning they announced the nominations. While I haven’t seen any of the movies
in the running this year (because, well, three kids means I ain’t watching
anything I can’t see from the comfort of my couch. And half those movies have only been out in limited release
until this weekend) I’ve read reviews and listened to interviews with many of
the directors or critics about the movies. I’m not completely uninformed on this topic and I had my own
predictions on who would be up for the awards.
The radio blared as I made the kids breakfast Thursday
morning and I perked up a little as they began to announce nominees. There were a few I was fairly sure were
“safe bets” as far as nominees go.
When I didn’t hear David Oyelowe’s name for Selma I thought maybe I’d
missed it amid the clamor that is my kids and breakfast time. And then I didn’t hear Selma director
Ava DuVernay’s name either and my heart sunk a little.
I wasn’t the only one who noticed the glaring omission of
any real diversity in the nominees this year. People took to twitter pretty immediately to express their
disappointment, creating the trending hash tag #whiteoscars. In all four acting categories not one
person of color received a nomination.
This hasn’t happened in seventeen years. And Ava DuVernay was expected to be the first African
American woman to receive a director’s nom.
Except she won’t be.
This is certainly not unprecedented. For years the Academy has been
criticized for its lack of diversity.
Part of the problem lies in the Academy voters, 94% of whose population
is Caucasian, 77% male. Read that
again. 94% of the people who are
voting for the nominations and subsequent winners are white. (source)
That’s a problem.
The Academy Awards have a strong influence on what movies
people will go see. And the money
those movies make determine the kinds of movies that will be made the next
year. And so on and so on.
I have a hard time believing there were no compelling
performances by people of color in the past year. But even if there weren’t, if movies starring strong
characters of color aren’t being made at all, that’s a big problem too! There is an unjust system at play that
we keep perpetuating by ignoring the reality of it.
I know this is not a new problem. Every year the list of nominees if pretty white washed. But this year it really bothers
me. In part it’s because of the
events of Ferguson and the lack of charges in Eric Garner’s death. And because of the deaths of Tamir Rice
and John Crawford, Ezell Ford, Dante Parker and countless others. It seems that racial tensions are at an
all time high right now. I’m
increasingly aware that there are major systems of injustice at play in our
world today and I can’t keep taking part in them blindly.
I know that my refusal to watch the Academy Awards in
February won’t likely change much.
No one at the Academy will find out that they’ve lost one life-long fan
this year. The advertisers will
still pay lots of dollars to air commercials during the show and the same thing
will probably happen next year. And I don't fault anyone who will participate in all the Oscar to dos. But
I’m realizing more and more that my choices in how I spend my time and money
are casting votes for something whether I’m intentional about it or not. I can choose to vote to maintain
systems of injustice and oppression or I can vote for something better. For a new way of doing business. For a bigger, more diverse table. And maybe if we all start voting this
way the people making the decisions will start listening.
So that’s why I won’t be watching the Academy Awards on
February 22. It’s why I won’t go
out and buy People magazine the next day or spend lots of time reading all the
recaps online the next day. That
time is a vote and I can’t keep voting to maintain an unjust system.
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