The Oscar ceremony itself is a depressing annual reminder that in the eyes of the gathered media the female stars are less important than the shape of their body and the fabrics they choose to drape across it to walk along a piece of red fabric. Or rather - pour their curves into in order to flaunt on the red carpet.
If you're wondering why, while we are nitpicking over the attitude of the Academy Awards, I haven't talked about The Onion's bizarre and insulting tweet describing 9-year old actor Quvenzhané Wallis as a cunt, it's because I think Pia Glen has got the best and final word on the subject on XOJane.com seriously, check her out. [Bim Adewunmi also wrote a great piece about Quvenzhané Wallis here – Squeamish Kate]
If we're going to have a celebration of film, I don't know – correct me if I'm wrong but wouldn't it make more sense for their annual international award ceremony to focus a little more on the films and the people who make them rather than the people who dressed a small percentage of the people involved in the film?
I'm comfortable suggesting he's a smug bloke with an adolescent sense of humour.
It also hasn't gone much noted in the celebration of Daniel Day-Lewis's Best Actor Oscar trifecta that he still has a record to break. That held by four times Best Actress winner Katherine Hepburn, a fellow Oscar-winning redhead for Brave's Merida (you know how I feel about red hair) . In terms of messages for young people, particularly girls, some coverage about the film Brave's triumph and Hepburn's still unbeaten record would have been an enjoyable counterpoint to...well, everything else that DID get covered.
So sod the dresses and watch Brave instead