Well… no Golden Globes with actors, which means no Golden Globes with audience. They might as well put up reruns of “Welcome Back, Kotter.”
This is probably the best thing to come out of the Writers’ Strike so far. With luck they’ll never have it again. For those of you who don’t know (and you are to be congratulated for not), the Golden Globes are given by the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, a rag tag assembly of semi-employed stringers filing for the Bucharest Bugle or similar out of their local Starbuck’s. You can get their vote by paying for the Chai latte.
If you’re looking to put an end to “Awards Inflation,” this is the place to start.
Ah, if only.
With show business being the most insecure industry in the world, the need for constant self-admiration will trump anything as mundane as a boycott.
I would truly love to be wrong, however.
Big deal. They’ll just postpone the show until the strike is over.
No way in hell are those narcissistic actors going to give up a chance for adulation from their “public” (each other).
I would think these writers must have been doing great saving their money given that we are entering the third month of the strike and their still eating. With the SAG & DG contracts coming to an end might make for an interesting time. I’m sure the guys who make the big bucks don’t care. The guys with the few bucks should probably get real jobs. I do notice it’s easier to get a seat at a restaurant.
The folks I came more about are the guys who pull the cable or roll the camera. They are the ones losing their decent incomes. I know lots of ancilliary business who are now having a hard time. Fortunately, none of them are my clients.