Such stuff as dreams are made on

As you might have noticed I am not 'into' the celebrity thing - indeed you could say I'm more like out of it, but last night I sat through the BAFTA Awards on TV. Having made one of our very rare excursions across the hills to Inverness to watch it, we were both keen to know whether The Kings Speech would do well. It did and I'm glad it did, for it is a very fine movie of the docudrama genre.

How would I sum up the occasion? Well perhaps ... pretty (pretty expensive) frocks / strained smiles / restrained handclaps /  bad speeches - most not all / vulgar presentation by Jonathan Ross, who never changes / substandard organisation as evidenced, several times, when the presenter/s completely lost it. Not good for these professional showbiz faces. Overall a poorish reflection on the often wonderful British film 'industry'.

Why oh why cannot the speeches be strictly controlled in length per Award - say 4 minutes for Best Film down to say 20 seconds for Best Audio or something. And a total ban of all - yes all - 'heartfelt thankyou's'. Cannot we take those as read, please? And please, please, please - only one person at a time on stage and on mike to represent everyone concerned in receiving a particular Award. In amongst the scrum one awarded person so often hid another awardee's unamused face, not to mention their expensive dress! Awfully embarrassing for them and all of us I thought.

Perhaps at the end of the evening all concerned with BAFTA should bear in mind the written words of their arch-deacon, spoken through the mouth of his Prospero (The Tempest) ...

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea all of which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

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