For years, I have marveled at the magic made within films. I have watched and been entertained by talented actors, witty and sophisticated scripts, special-effects, and beautiful set designs. Every year, I eagerly await the day when the country's highest award for cinematic achievement is handed out. I then, inevitably, wonder why I care so much. Why do I need to see people I don't know, whom I have no vested interest in, be catapulted to the pinnacle of their field? Perhaps, it's because I am vested, I do feel part of the process, I care who wins and who loses.
My interest in movies began at a very young age. I can remember watching E.T. and Star Wars, National Velvet, The Wizard of Oz and Annie. I remember feeling immersed in what was happening on screen. I loved being in the theater surrounded by booming sounds and musical scores. I was present, in the moment. I felt what the characters were feeling. Movies gave me hope and inspired me to dream beyond my constraints. I wanted to be a part of the magic I was witnessing. In a small way, watching the Oscars allows me to be a part of it.
"I am big! It's the pictures that got small." -Sunset Boulevard