Last night, I somehow got sucked into watching the SAG awards. I was embarrassed for the participants as they got up repeatedly to congratulate themselves for being part of such a meaningful industry and doing such important work. Come on, you're actors--people who never stop playing make believe.I think that part of the reason I despise them so is because I secretly admire them. When it comes to it I wish that I could dress up in cool costumes and go to magical places like Neverland, Middle Earth, and Fargo. I must concede that I have at least a morbid fascination with the Hollywood crowd. Deep down I want them to give and receive awards and declare their importance to the world at large so that I can justify my need to know why Brad really left Jen, or how Jack Nicholson has sat courtside at every single Lakers game for the past 20 years, or about Lindsay Lohan's most recent dance-off.
And so I forgive their self-congratulations. I'm willing to tolerate Jeremy Irons' dull speech about how great he is, and Julie Andrews' dissertation about the importance of her literacy, and William Shatner's existence. What I can't forgive--what I won't forgive--is the snubbing of Mark-Paul Gosselaar. Talk about a great actor! Have you seen this guy's list of accomplishments? He's been acting for over 20 years and been in everything fro
m Charles in Charge to The Twilight Zone to some made for TV movie, the name of which I can't remember (and neither can anyone else). But who cares? He was the legendary Zach Morris from Saved By The Bell. Does he need to do anything more?Alright, maybe he does. How about this: He has appeared in both Highway to Heaven and Punky Brewster. During his long stint (from prepubescence to a thirty-somthing) as Zach Morris he continued making other films and guest appearances on other sit-coms. After a brief disappearance from the screen he reappeared as Det. John Clark, Jr. on NYPD Blue. Need I say more?
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