Whether because he’s grown sick of being a spectacle or because he forgot, Charlie Sheen neglected to submit himself for Emmy consideration. This spares us the spectacle of camera pans to see if he’s behaving himself and the possibility of devoting even more airtime to a man who is at minimum wildly narcissistic and quite possibly very ill were he to give an acceptance speech or rush the stage, Kanye-like.
But the thing that kills me is that Sheen apparently missed the deadline to put himself in contention, and the Academy of Television Arts and Sciences gave the guy more time on the grounds that it’s a good idea to make sure “all eligible entrants” are in the running. They have the right to extend the deadline, but this is a case where discretion seems, well, less than entirely necessary or wise. This is a man whose network has declared that they don’t need him for their hit show. Charlie Sheen is not such a paragon of society or such an artistic treasure that he merits special consideration. The Academy might want the ratings that an addict who shot his fiancee, righteously pissed off his producer, and conned a bunch of Americans out of ticket money could bring into a broadcast, but there’s something distasteful about anything that even hints at an acknowledgement of that.
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