As the Oscars approach, I find myself about as interested as I ever am, which is to say not entirely interested or disinterested. Just sort of "meh," as the kids say. I think part of it has to do with the rubes that are in those voting booths. The same rubes that chose cheesiness of the most grandiose scale and gave it an award...
...over this.
Only Michael Scott was happy about that one.
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