The Saturn Awards are an annual ceremony by the Academy of Science Fiction, Fantasy & Horror Films to champion and, you guessed it, award a crown to films in various categories. I’ll admit that in the past I’ve never paid too much attention to the Saturn Awards. They held a passive credibility with me. Their non-commercial ceremony was somehow correlated to an authority; “Oh, it won a Saturn Award, that’s cool.” But I’ll admit, I never paid attention too close. But now they’ve crowned their winners for the past year and I must say, that passive credibility jumped the track to active illegitimacy.
First up, Best Science Fiction Film: CLOVERFIELD. Fiction it holds, but science? Where was the science in CLOVERFIELD? And how was it leveraged with fiction as the fulcrum to then challenge our imagination as to the implications of said science? That is what Science Fiction does. I like CLOVERFIELD (more than my original review suggests) and I’ll certainly be on board with any accolades for its challenging of what a giant monster movie could be, but Science Fiction? No. And even if you want to play blind to the definition, it wasn’t even the best Science Fiction of last year. SUNSHINE has that shiz on lockdown. The only challenger to SUNSHINE’S title would be THE MAN FROM EARTH. Maybe RIGHT AT YOUR DOOR in a distant third.
And don’t even get me started on Best Horror Film.
SWEENY TODD? You’re taking the piss, right, “Academy”? So now eccentric characters, slit throats and throwing the word Demon into a title counts as horror? SWEENY TODD is a fine film, but it is no arrangement a horror film. And, again, even if you want to bury your head in the sand, it could hardly be considered the best. Not when THE MIST, [REC], or THE ORPHANAGE are playing in the big leagues.
They got Marcia Gay Harden right for Best Supporting Actress in THE MIST, as well as “LOST” for best Network TV (though if “JOURNEYMAN” had been granted a full season, it’d have given ABC’s giant a run), but in what frosty vision of hell does “DEXTER” beat out “BATTLESTAR GALACTICA” for best Cable Television show? Season 3 of BSG was the epoch of science fiction on television. It doesn’t get better than that season, folks. Not these days at least. Several of those episodes are exemplary bastions as to how Science Fiction can take those two title words, collide them with fantasy, set them in an indeterminate future and yet be slavishly topical to the contemporary society manufacturing it. “DEXTER” wasn’t even that good last season! Nominate it, sure. Crown it? Geddafuckout.
What a farce. I didn’t pay attention to ’em before, but now I want to know just who comprises this “Academy of Science Fiction, Fantasy & Horror Films” and what their credentials are. Those calls are the real fiction here.