#OscarsSoWhite
Movies are the one, or at least the longest, constant in my life. I can easily recall movie moments from my teenage years, even early in. I was twelve when I saw Star Wars, and know that I saw it in Monticello. So Oscar night is always special to me, the High Holidays of my secular religion. But this year has an off taste for me, part #OscarsSoWhite, discussed below, and part #OscarsSoTrite, which will be discussed in another post and/or within my live blog of this year's Oscar ceremony. A year ago, I thought Selma was a worthy movie, kind of like how I felt about Gandhi when I saw that 33 years ago, and how I've felt about quite a few biopics over the years. With Selma nominated in the Best Picture category, with its elastic number of potential nominees, #OscarsSoWhite felt abstract to me. But in 2015, two movies, Love and Mercy and Straight Outta Compton raised the bar for the genre of the musical biopic. Considering how many appreciably triter biopics h...