Iâll admit it: After five years of watching virtually every majorâand often minorâaward show for work, Iâve gone from a starry-eyed superfan to a bit of a cynic. I still love the pageantry and red carpet silliness (and the excuse to text everyone I know about inane celebrity gossip), but after COVID-induced delays, the rise of the hostless show, and the recent glut of hosts who made me wish their shows were hostless (sorry, Jo Koy), itâs just been…a long few years for the entire concept.
The exception to this depressing rule, though, is whatâs commonly known as the industry award show. Besides the Governorâs Awardsâwhere John Mulaney recently made some excellent jokes about AAâthe annual Film Independent Spirit Awards are perhaps the best example of this mostly untelevised genre, and Mulaney and fellow comedian Nick Kroll made them genuinely fun and edgy as cohosts in 2017 and 2018. (I still think about the following joke, at the latter ceremony, regarding the scourge of sexual misconduct by men in Hollywood: âLast year, everybody famous died. This year, everybody famous wishes they were dead.â)
The 2024 edition of the Film Independent Spirit Awards, which took place in Santa Monica on Sunday, was hosted by Saturday Night Live alum and Shrill star Aidy Bryant. And while I am definitely biased as an unabashed Aidy stan (Aidiac? Bryantologist?), I can honestly say that she turned the night into one of my favorite award shows Iâve ever watched. Besides being very funnyâshe and May December star Charles Melton wearing what can only be described as âhorny shirts featuring each otherâ was a rare audience cutaway gag that actually workedâfittingly for a former SNL star, she was also able to roll with the live-performance element of the gig without radiating the nervous and clammy energy of a less-experienced performer. Watch her opening monologue for yourself and thank me later:
