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Thursday, April 9, 2026

Story 630: The Awards Show Took a Turn

            (At a late point in a major film awards show)

M.C.: (Standing center stage and addressing the theater and television audiences as applause trickles away) Well that commercial break went on too long for this time of night – (Glances at a wristwatch) morning – BUT, since we’ve gone this far, let me continue presenting presenters with your next one: last year’s winner of the Best Female Actor in a Drama, ------ -------.

(Applause as Presenter enters from stage right and M.C. walks past to lean against the wall there and lightly doze while waiting for the last few categories)

Presenter: Hi everyone, I’m skipping the script in the interest of time – I think the nominees will thank me along with the rest of the audience.  (Audience members cheer) And the nominees for Best Male Actor in a Drama are: -------- ----- in ------.

(Audience members applaud as the television camera cuts to Nominee 1, who nods solemnly in the direction of the stage)

Presenter: ------ ---------- in ----- -----: -------.

(Audience members applaud as the television camera cuts to Nominee 2, who smiles and waves wildly at the camera)

Nominee 2: (Muted by the lack of a microphone) I love you, Mom!

Presenter: -------------- ---- in ----------------------.

(Audience members applaud as the television camera cuts to Nominee 3, who gives a thumbs-up and a wink at the camera)

Presenter: ---- ------ -------- in --- ------ ------ --------.

(Audience members applaud as the television camera cuts to Nominee 4, who holds up a sign that reads “I’M OWED THIS”)

Presenter: And finally, ---- ------- in ---- ----.

(Audience members applaud as the television camera cuts to Nominee 5, who is scowling and slowly shaking his head in disgust)

Presenter: (Opening the envelope) And the award, for Best Male Actor in a Drama, goes to….

(Television split-screens show the Presenter opening the envelope at the top with the five Nominees at the bottom; Nominees 1-4 show different degrees of restrained eagerness, while Nominee 5 has his eyes closed and is holding up crossed fingers while shaking his head back-and-forth and mouthing “No-no-no-no-” with each shake)

Presenter: (Pulls out the card and gets a paper cut) Oh come on – excuse me – (Reads the card) ---- ------ in ---- ----!

(As most of the audience members applaud, the television camera now only shows Nominee 5 who is surrounded by cheering seatmates and mutedly shouting “No!  Son of a -----!   ---- it!   ---- it to -----!  Un----ing-believable!”; the cheering seatmates lift him out of the seat and hug him, shake his hands, and slap him on the back toward the stage.  When Nominee 5 stops at the bottom of the stairs and raises a fist at the giant award replica at the back of the stage, Nominee 1 in the front row stands to push him up the stairs and then returns to his seat to resume graciously applauding with the rest.  Presenter hands the award to Nominee 5, who stares at it at first and then reluctantly takes it, leaning in toward Presenter to shout over his movie’s theme music)

Nominee 5: I’ve always admired your work!

Presenter: (Clapping) Thank you!  Congratulations!  (Gestures to the microphone) Go at it!

Nominee 5: (Looks at the microphone in loathing) Ughhhh….. (Walks to stand in front of it as the audience members’ applause and the music simultaneously fade out and everyone who was giving a standing ovation sits back down again) OK, this is extremely embarrassing.  (The audience members provide polite laughter) No, this is not a joke – (Gestures toward the audience) not only did any of the other four nominees deserve this award so much more than I did, but as many of you know, the only reason I was nominated in the first place was out of spite, so I can only guess that I “won” – (Does the air quotes) for that same reason, as the veritable icing on this travesty of a filmmaking cake.  (Polite laughter shifts to awkward laughter) I’m being absolutely serious here: anyone with half a brain cell who saw ---- ---- knows that its point was to highlight the unfairness of inequality, and yet the only award nomination, out of all the people who worked on that film – (Holds an arm out toward the area of the theater where others who worked on that film are sitting) many of whom came here tonight to support me because they are such awesome and wonderful human beings, let’s give them a round of applause – (Leads a round of applause, briefly tucking the statue under one arm in order to clap) so the only award nomination being for the dude who played a character representing the oppressive regime this film was critiquing, is the ultimate slap in the face to everything we worked so hard to convey with on this project.  And when I say “we”, I’m barely including myself in that since all I did was recite the lines in the script, which was nothing compared to all the work everyone else did and who should have been nominated for this film.  (Exit music slowly starts to build up) DO NOT PLAY ME OFF!!!  (Exit music abruptly stops; Nominee 5 looks up slightly to address the film industry ether) You created this fiasco – you will sit through the consequences!  Now, I have a list, not of those I want to thank for – ahem – “earning” – (Does the air quotes again) this award, but of all those who should have been nominated – and should have won! – instead of me tonight: ----- ------, Director; ----- ------ and ----- -------, Screenwriters; ----- -------, Lead Female Actor; --- ---------, Cinematographer – (Exit music starts to build up faster) I swear to Hades, if you don’t stop playing that exit music until I’ve finished, I will smash this thing in front of all of you!  (Shakes the statue in emphasis; exit music abruptly stops again) Right: ------ ---------, Composer…. (Goes on for another five minutes) And now, Second Unit –

M.C.: (Peels away from the wall to dash to Nominee 5’s side) Well, I think at this very, very, very late point in the festivities, our audience here and at home would rather the rest of your acknowledgements be an e-mail instead of a meeting, am-I-right?

(Audience members laugh in relief)

Nominee 5: (Glaring at M.C.) Do not do a bit right now.

M.C.: …OK.

Nominee 5: I will stop when I have righted this wrong and not a second earlier, understand?!

M.C.: (Backing away) OK, jeez –

Nominee 5: Justice will be served!  (Back to the microphone) Now, Second Unit!  (Someone approaches from stage right, holds onto Nominee 5’s arm, and leans in to whisper in his ear for a few seconds; the latter nods, then turns back to face the audience again) I’ve just been told by my Director on this project – ----- ------, everyone, please give her a hand for her amazing work!  (Applauds along with the exhausted audience members)  She said that I would be helping my slighted fellow filmmakers more if I posted this list on social media and allow the remainder of tonight’s awards to continue, so I will go do that as soon as I leave this stage.

M.C.: (Mutters while leaning against the side wall again) That’s what I said.

Presenter: (Whispers back soothingly) I know.

Nominee 5: In closing – (Audience members collectively sigh) my winning this award is proof that the whole system is a sham, and I normally would melt down this statue and donate the profits to charity, but I suspect it’s pretty much plastic so in that case I’ll just recycle it.  So: know who the real winners are in life, elections are always a popularity contest, stay in school, and value the art itself because awards mean NOTHING!  And I’d like to take this opportunity to announce that I’m permanently retiring from acting – good night, world!  (Runs off the stage, followed uncertainly by Director and Presenter, as the exit music blasts at full volume, the audience erupts in an uproar, and M.C. returns to the microphone, clapping over-enthusiastically)

M.C.: Well, folks, I think we witnessed several history-making events at this show – we’re unfortunately going to have to speed-run though the Best Director and Best Drama categories in order for the late-night news to air sometime this week, so if there are any complaints, I think you all know exactly who to direct them to.

Thursday, March 7, 2019

Story 279: I Wasn’t Supposed to Win the Award


            (At a breakfast/lunch restaurant)
            Costumer Designer: So now I’m expected to drop everything, fly all the way out to Fiji, and spend three weeks on pristine beaches altering costumes on every single extra again and redesigning the lead’s entire ensemble from beginning to end because it’s apparently not quote-unquote “climate-appropriate.”
            Non-Film Industry Friend: What a burden.
           Costume Designer: I know, right?  (Sees alert on phone and reads message) Aw, dagnabit!
            Non-Film Industry Friend: What, next you’ll have to fly out to Paris?
         Costume Designer: (Shudders) Heavens, no; they announced the ------- Award nominations this morning and this says that I got nominated for Best Costume Design for that one I did three years ago and just came out last month.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Chokes on coffee) What?!  I didn’t even know you were in the running to be… in the running!
            Costume Designer: (Tosses the phone onto the table) Yeah, they nominated everybody who had anything tangentially to do with that flick, which means it’ll win Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Screenplay, and Best Director, but not Best Picture.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: But you still got nominated for costumes!  That’s great!
            Costume Designer: (Focuses on buttering toast) Yeah.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: I don’t understand – why aren’t you thrilled beyond belief?
            Costume Designer: Because now it means I have to go to the awards show!
            Non-Film Industry Friend: Yes it does!
            Costume Designer: Do you know how boring those things are?!
            Non-Film Industry Friend: But – but – but it’s the ------!
           Costume Designer: Doesn’t make it any less tedious.  Plus, why should I have to sit through everybody else’s drama when I could be home, watching it on TV?
            Non-Film Industry Friend: `Cause you might win!
          Costume Designer: Ha.  I saw who else is nominated: three period pieces and an innovative space opera.  My designs, on the other hand, come to me in my nightmares.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: You mean your dreams?
          Costume Designer: You heard me.  (Reads another message on the phone) Oh look, it’s the studio head, congratulating us and saying we’d better show up for the awards show or never work in this town again.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: They actually said that?
         Costume Designer: I’m pretty sure that last bit was directed solely to me.  (Sighs while crunching into toast) Guess I should begin the mental prep now – it’s only three months away.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: Need any help writing your acceptance speech?
          Costume Designer: Don’t waste the energy – you’ll need it to face the long hours sitting in almost-comfortable chairs.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: Ooh, so I can be your guest then?
            Costume Designer: Sure, I’ll need someone to talk to who isn’t me.

THE NIGHT OF THE ------- AWARDS

            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Looking all around the spectacle in awe as they disembark from a bus in front of the theater; both are wearing business casual) Oh wow, red carpet treatment!  This is all so glamorous!
            Costume Designer: Yeah, we go in this way.  (Points to a side entrance)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: Oh.  We can’t just hurry through the reception line and get maybe one paparazzo photo by mistake?  I was hoping to see ----- ------ up close from afar.
           Costume Designer: C’mon, it’s less hectic this way – besides, you should see where they make the science award nominees enter.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: Where, the back?
            Costume Designer: Nope: last week.  Zing!  Poor underappreciated nerds.
            (Several hours later, they are sitting in the third upper mezzanine)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Squinting) I can almost see the stage.
           Costume Designer: (Munching on popcorn) Yeah, we’ve got some time yet.  Wake me when they get up to Best Sound, would you?
            Non-Film Industry Friend: Editing or Mixing?
           Costume Designer: (Takes out a pillow and blanket and snuggles into the seat) Surprise me.
            (Several hours later)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Shakes Costume Designer awake) It’s coming!
            Costume Designer: Huh?  Is the plane landed yet?
            Non-Film Industry Friend: No-no, your category!
            Costume Designer: Oh, that.  Let me get my act together.  (Takes out several pieces of paper covered in numbers)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: What’s all this?
            Costume Designer: My pool.  My money’s on the space opera.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: You bet against yourself?!
            Costume Designer: Darn tootin’; figured this wouldn’t be a total waste of time.
            Announcer: And the ----- goes to… ------- ---------- for ---!
            (Costume Designer’s mouth drops open as Non-Film Industry Friend screams)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: You won-you won-you won-you won!!!!
            (A camera operator is in place to film Costume Designer’s trek to the stage)
           Costume Designer: (While being pushed out of the seat by Non-Film Industry Friend) This wasn’t supposed to happen – (To Non-Film Industry Friend) I’m out $3,000!
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Applauding wildly and crying) Just get up there, you fool!
          (Nearby audience members assist in pushing Costume Designer down the aisle, stairs, and main aisle to the stage; for the first time in TV history, there is a cut to a commercial during this)
         Costume Designer: (While being pulled up the stairs to the stage by the Announcer and production assistants) Are you sure the accounting firm tallied the ballots correctly?!  I strongly suspect voter fraud!
          (The Announcer hands over the award, then guides Costume Designer to the microphone as the latter tries to exit stage right)
            Costume Designer: (After a few seconds staring at all the humans staring back) I really don’t have a speech prepared…. (Audience laughs)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Bellows from way back) Just thank everybody!
            Costume Designer: Oh yeah – thanks, everybody.  (Stares some more) Is my time up yet?  (A production assistant points to the timer counting down) Ten seconds?!  Uh… thanks?  Already said that, uhhh… no “I” in “Team”?... Uhhh…. World peace?  (The exit music starts playing) Oh thank goodness – bye!  (Runs back through the theater, up the stairs, and collapses back into the seat)
            Non-Film Industry Friend: That was great – can I hold it?
          Costume Designer: (Tosses the award onto Non-Film Industry Friend’s lap) Sure – keep it if you want.
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Holds award in a pose) I’d like to thank my parents –
            Costume Designer: Too bad I just now realized I should’ve sent you up there.
          (A production assistant approaches them, gasping for breath after climbing the stairs in double-time)
            Production Assistant: Excuse me, they need you backstage for photos.
            Costume Designer: Why??
            Production Assistant: Because…
            Costume Designer: Oh fine, I’ll be right there.  (Takes back the award while getting out of the seat) I tell you, it never ends!
            Non-Film Industry Friend: (Sniffs) This is the most magical evening of my life!
           Costume Designer: (On the way down the aisle) All I have to say is, I better not find myself here again next year!  My foot fell asleep twice already and we’ve still got another 20 awards to go!