there are no words for how few shits i give about the oscars i genuinely cannot emphasize enough how much i do not care what a bunch of movie snobs thought about a bunch of movies. wanna know what my favorite film of 2016 was? deadpool. an r-rated superhero movie with the sense of humor of a 13yo boy. i fucking loved it. idgaf that no awards show will ever care about this movie, because it exists and i love it. i also fucking loved hidden figures, which out-grossed la la land domestically. get out has a 99% approval rating on rotten tomatoes. some film companies are going to keep making Arthouse™ movies for my sister and mom to enjoy, but the rest are going to go to where the money is and from where i’m sitting the money is going the right places and i wish i could get worked up on behalf of all my nonwhite friends about the la la land/moonlight fuckery at the oscars but i cant. i just cant. the black ladies at nasa hip-checked nostalgic hipsters into a wall in the box office, money trumps a clique of people who call movies “films”, i am tired and can’t care about this controversy