My least favourite genre in all of art – that is everything from cinema and sculpture to literature and music – is actors playing characters who hate their jobs. My view is that successful actors receive adoration and lucrative Oscars goodie bags while struggling ones presumably enjoy the creative outlet in their work.
Millions of others do it for the money. So when they are offered sub-inflationary pay rises, also known as a real-terms pay cut, there is a fair amount of public sympathy.
