It could have been the greatest night of Will Smith’s life. But just before he was supposed to hold the highest honor in the film business, the Oscar, in his hands, he screwed up the evening himself, turning the evening of his honor into his own disgrace.
What has happened? Comedian Chris Rock made a distasteful joke about the short hair of Jada Pinkett Smith, Will Smith’s wife, who suffers from a balding condition. Will Smith then went on stage and slapped the jester, who quickly lost his laughter. Back in his seat, Smith rudely swore at Chris Rock. If you hadn’t known you were at the Oscars, you might have thought this hate speech was directed from the stands of a soccer field at one of the players on the field.
Where are we going, when a comedian can no longer be funny and has to reckon with getting a slap in the face for every joke? It was precisely the king’s jesters’ privilege to make jokes about the king himself, who thus showed his great tolerance and openness – and his greatness. But greatness is for men who are in control of themselves and their inner demons. Will Smith, who cuts a good figure as an alien hunter in MiB, doesn’t manage to keep the aliens in his own chest in check. What would he give, if he had a pen like the “Men in Black” that could just flash away the memory of that evening!
At first glance it may appear chivalrous how Smith defends his wife’s honor with fists, but we no longer live in the Middle Ages, the age of knights, but in a time in which women can defend themselves. That’s called equality, emancipation. Smith, however, acts as if his wife is not an independent personality, who can confidently stand up for her own rights, but takes them patronizingly, like a patriarch or knight, into his own hands. Smith not only sees his wife’s honor threatened, which is not the case at all (Comedy), but ultimately his own. Will Smith, being a comedian himself, can’t laugh at himself. That’s sad!
Smith isn’t strong because he can use his fists, but weak because he can’t laugh at himself. Being able to laugh at yourself has a lot to do with whether I am a personality who has learned to accept my strengths and weaknesses, to love myself, regardless of the opinions and ridicule of others.
Money, success, and even top honors like Oscars are all things that are superficial and say nothing about whether I’m truly leading a successful life, where I can live with myself in peace and self-acceptance. This is the basis for peace with the other “comedians” I meet every day. Yesterday’s Oscars showed that all too clearly. (Volker Schunck)