Monday, February 22, 2010
After the complete and utter fiasco of Saturday night's 4th South African Film and Television Awards (Saftas) on SABC2 it's obvious that the Saftas - whoever produces it next, as well as the National Film and Video Foundation (NFVF) - are in dire need of some serious help!
The shoddy diarama awards show production was marred by starting an hour and a half late (again!), a completely pathetic host in the form of John Vlismas, a boring neverending story of technical awards (that should be handed out – just not on television), no-show celebs and winners, a rowdy crowd who blatantly left after a while, and shoddy production values (from sound to ad breaks to camera angles). The end result: a very amateur-looking awards show. We have to ask: Can this sad and silly mess called the Saftas ever get better?
Here is my 10 tips to save the Saftas. If you want to see them (and it's simple things really), click on READ MORE below.
It creates and optical illusion of diversity and the viewers at home stays interested. One host (1) has to run like crazy (2) concentrate on entertaining a live theatre crowd (3) listen to the director or floor manager in an ear piece (4) while still coming across as warm and friendly to the viewers at home. Tough task.
Besides Top Billing on SABC3, M-Net has the best presenters by FAR on South African television. Get them and USE THEM! The Mark Bayly's and Colin Moss', the Basetsana Kumalo's and Doreen Morris', the Michael Mol's and Vuyo Mbuli's – these are the people you need to get as host. Yes, sure, they're expensive. But you pay for quality.
A great host who's more than a mere pretty face and just a dime a dozen TV presenter, will elevate the whole look and feel of your production. They will demand attention without having to beg for it, and lure the theatre crowd, as well as home viewing audience in. A great host will steer your show with a firm hand whether its atrocious or awesome.
Not desirable, indeed, but if it limits the sea of undiluted amateur hour we saw on Saturday, then rather postpone it all. Give us a polished, gleaming, pacey, shining, relevant, poised, interesting Saftas. Not the sorry excuse of a tedious and terribly done TV awards show and unmitigated disaster that was thoughtlessly dumped on the nation on Saturday.