Were you surprised on June 20 when TVA announced the end of the Gala Artis? not me. Oh contract. I was surprised that there weren’t more galas who received their death warrant.
I’ve been covering galas for years The newspaperand over time, what started out as “nights full of excitement” became “nights full of frustration”.
You don’t give reasons why the galas will remain so extinct, like the dinosaurs of another era.
Why hit two or three hours of TV while the next day, the averages will summarize in 45 seconds the important winners, make us play hard-hitting excerpts and explain the controversy of the hour?
2. Fewer outfits.
One of the only interests of French or American galas is to see who is the best-dressed star. In Quebec, it’s to see who is the least badly dressed. Stars complain about having to dress smart because designers don’t lend dresses. And that’s not to mention the “double standard” between men and women. By eliminating the galas, the entire UDA directory can dress in soft clothes and let their leg hair grow and hair grow back!
3. The acceptance speech plaques.
There is always a fascination to see stage professionals, who in 364 days to prepare to erase it or they will win a trophy, find themselves so bereft and babbling once on stage.
4. Moral lessons.
If I want to make myself feel guilty or accused of all evil, I will read a columnist from the I have to go or go to a Québec solidaire convention. More an evening of partying, champagne and celebration of excellence, I did not send myself to be pointed at by well-meaning priests.
5. Political correctness.
She killed audacity, insolence, sarcasm, the second degree: all the ingredients that make a gala spicy, spicy and spicy and not a bland and tasteless evening. By dint of being afraid of offending “everyone and his-his-his-neighbours”, on no longer teases anyone. If the galas don’t have the courage to be iconoclastic, let them shoot.
6. “The between-oneself”.
When a Petit Milieu throws a party with jokes or references that only members of the Petit Milieu can understand, or a reward for works that only the Petit Milieu has seen, the General Public feels left out and sent to do a Big Finger of Honor in the Small Middle.
7. The weakness of the texts.
Too many galas in recent years have surfed on texts of nameless banality. When we have come to the conclusion that comedy galas are no joke, it is time to call “SOS-Die with dignity”.
8. The listening ribs.
They melted faster than the Arctic glaciers. And it’s not just “the fault of the pandemic”.
9. Chewing gum.
Do I really need to explain?
A gala is supposed to celebrate excellence, achievement, effort. If the language is loose, the numbers are sloppy and the attitude jaded, what exactly are we celebrating?