At a recent celebration of the annual Women in Film Crystal + Lucy Awards (which once again demonstrated that  all of the good names for award presentations have already been taken, and  if there were ever a sudden shortage of Lucite, the self-congratulation branch of the entertainment industry would face its greatest internal crisis since the Great Sequin Famine of 1943-45), actress Brie Larson entered the current roster of righteous Hollywood figures who rage with public indignation, offering up yet another apportioning of media attentive outrage intended to advance their own sense of superior humanitarianism by promoting an ill-conceived notion of forced social diversity (a diversity which, one might note with interest, never intrudes upon their own career opportunities); an intellectual Charge of the Light Brigade consisting entirely of transparent shaming tactics, empowered, ironically enough, not through persuasive, cogent dialogue, but with an aggressively faulty logic steeped in blatant sexism, ageism and racism.
And just what was the subject of this diatribe, addressed to the collected enclave of empowered industry women? Unfortunately, instead of directing well deserved constructively deconstructive observations at the increasing creative bankruptcy afflicting Hollywood, the focus of this particular current personal embarrassment mistaken for enlightened cultural activism seems to be aimed at that most non complicit of industry punching bags: the film critic (always at fault for an unbiased recognition of the stench of cinema offal, don’t you know?); with this latest attack unaccountably centered about the generally lackluster critical response to the current terrible incarnation of “A Wrinkle in Time”, which, according to Ms. Larson’s rather unevolved progression of logic, would have been rightfully deemed a work of meritorious accomplishment, if only it had been fairly judged; not by the existent critical roster, the majority of whom are caustically dismissed by the actress as “some old white dude”, but by a more hand-picked cadre of enthusiastically nurturing cheerleading sycophants, comprised entirely of women, persons of color, teens, or more favorably: an amalgam of all three.
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