I love the MTV Movie Awards. I am not a tween, I have not seen Twilight, I do not wear Uggs or Extreme Couture and I do not own a Miley Cyrus record. But I do believe that the MTV Movie Awards are the greatest awards show on the face of the earth.
Here’s why: Irony.
Hollywood is insufferable in its ability to take itself way too seriously. Are the Oscars a celebration of the best that film has to offer? Sure they are, but they are a po-faced celebration of gratuitous ass kissing in the same breath.
This is where the MTV Movie Awards come in. Although tween oriented, they are unafraid to take themselves ridiculously, to embrace to sublimely silly and to go where not even Much Music will go. Anyone who remembers Howard Stern’s Fartman will simply have to agree with me.
Even the MTV Video Music Awards have been guilty of being a little too afraid to do their own thing. That’s why it’s a pleasure to see awards shows begin to loosen up the collar. Much Music may be too polite for its own good thanks to it being Canadian, but dressing Miley up as an LA gang banger may be the comedic moment of the year. Even the Tony Awards, normally the home and hiding place of the stodgy theatre types let loose embracing its inner campiness and getting brilliant, marvelously fab.
So the question is now, who’s next to follow suit? Who will get naked? Will the Billboard Awards go Goth? Will the Grammy’s develop a sense of humor? Can Will Ferrell keep his pants on? Tune in…