It's the time of the year when actors, producers, directors all hit the red carpet for various awards ceremonies. Before long the mortal coil of winter will behind us, the Cannes film festival arrives and the industry moves itself into a vigorous frenzy once again as the red carpets we thought had been put away are once again spread out across our screens, magazines and newspapers.

I may sound slightly cynical of the back slapping that the movie industry partakes in every year as they celebrate the supposed "best" movies of the previous twelve months, but whilst certain elements of the awards circus annoy me, as a movie fan it is actually quite enjoyable to see some of the movies you have enjoyed over the past year receive awards. I also believe that because movies and the people involved in the production of movies affect me in such a personal way, it's a wonderful thing to see some of the people involved in the cathartic and at times esoteric experience of cinema come together to celebrate some of the moments that have been so great over the course of the cinematic year. The likes of Jennifer Lawrence and Anne Hathaway made last year's Oscar ceremony so much fun that it elevated the Oscar ceremony beyond its grotesquely annoying running time, bad jokes, terrible televisual presentation, bad cutting and bored looking actors who are clearly thinking about the parties that follow the ceremony.

My relationship with the awards season stems from the fact that often the actual craft of movie making goes out of the window as celebrity magazines write copy on shoes and dresses as we movie fans are left wondering why the joy of cinema has been reduced to criticising a wonderful actress like Anne Hathaway for choosing the wrong dress. Despite the wonderful moments Hathaway has committed to screen (apart from Bride Wars(2009) and the like) the focus is on her dress! In this age? The obsession with dresses and shoes also hints at the problem within the industry as women are criticised for the way they look and yet many of the fashion crimes on the red carpets are actually committed by men, but I won't get started on that here! While I accept that glamour and the visual bombast that the movie industry has always enjoyed in the modern era - from the days of Elizabeth Taylor to Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt - I find myself at odds with the coverage of dresses during awards season, despite its supposed cultural importance.

My other gripe with the awards season is the fact that it effects the schedules of major studios; so much so that it now seems that it may affect the quality of the movies that are released in order for them to garner the much wanted attention and of course box office receipts that the studios naturally want. Martin Scorsese's Wolf of Wall Street (2013) was cut down from a gargantuan running time from around 4 hours to 3 hours quickly (which was necessary) so it could be released in time to be considered as part of the Oscar race. The hurried edit resulted in such an undisciplined and thematically constrained movie that perhaps had it received more time to gestate on the cutting room floor, we might have witnessed an iconic movie rather than just a good one.

While I am not questioning the integrity of these awards shows (The BAFTAs will always be held in high regard by myself), it's hard not to become cynical when you are aware that when the voting begins for these movies, many of the people on the respective committees have not seen as many movies across the cinematic spectrum as you or I have done. While it is ridiculous to suggest that any busy actor, producer or director has that much free time, it is an interesting contextual question to raise: why haven't they seen as many movies as some critics and audiences? Executives such as Harvey Weinstein, who I have a great deal of respect for, regularly campaign and entice Oscar voters with their Oscar campaigns to woo prospective voters. These types of campaigns destroy the emotional subjectivity and collectively nutritious nature of cinema and this in my opinion can distance audiences from the romance of the statuettes that are collected and the movies they belong to.

The Awards season is also indignant of the fact that unlike a statuette that will be cherished by their owner; movies are timeless. Who now remembers when Shakespeare in Love (1998) beat Saving Private Ryan (1998) to best picture? Who indeed remembers the ceremony at all?

When director Kathryn Bigelow (pictured above with actor Tom Hanks) won an award for The Hurt Locker (2008), it was an inspiring moment to see a female director get such an accolade in an industry dominated by men. It was also wonderful to see the aforementioned Jennifer Lawrence's genuine aloofness and cool at last year's ceremony. However the most touching part of the awards season frenzy is when they take the time to remember those in the industry who have passed away. The wonderful thing about cinema isn't the awards, it is the timeless affect these people have on our lives once they're projected onto a cinema screen, a HD TV etc. That's priceless and timeless, and far more important than any statuette could signify.