My TV and movie selections for the majority of my life have tended to be relatively juvenile. So recently, I've been making an effort to watch "real people movies" and "grown-up shows." Through this personal cinematic transformation, I've noticed a trend in the shows and films I've been introduced to.
Profanity isn't shocking anymore. It's not edgy or sassy or hip or rebellious. It's just a sad, tiresome example of our shrinking vocabulary. Thanks, Twitter. People swear when they have nothing to say, but they want to talk. My feeling? You're not getting paid by the word and you're not a sailor. So keep it simple.
It's now been nearly 18 hours since the last Academy Award was handed out, which makes it an old story in today's hyper-accelerated news cycle. But here's a final observation -- a question, really -- before Sunday night's relatively unmemorable gala fades from memory forever. Why were the only two films to deal with financial scams also the two surprise shut-outs of the night?