By James Pavel

Matthew McConaughey’s acceptance speech for best actor at the 2014 Academy Awards exuded advice, wisdom, and comedy and thrusted a lifetime of charm into a perfectly-executed victory dissertation that will be remembered as one of the finest ever bestowed on the Academy.

I would like to thank blah, blah, blah, blah and blah. That is what 80 per cent of nominees sound like to audiences watching the Oscars across the globe. Nobody knows who your agent is, nor do they care. It’s not that these people don’t matter, it’s just that they don’t matter to us.

Which is likely just one of the reasons McConaughey’s speech was earth-shatteringly brilliant. He didn’t thank a group of people who’s names and duties are exclusive to his knowledge and a handful of others. He didn’t ramble on about how grateful he was to some random production company for giving him the chance to hone his craft.

No, he instead began by discussing his passed-away father, who he pictured looking down below drinking a Miller Light and rejoicing in his son’s victory. It was personal, but still painted a visceral portrait of a proud father that almost everyone can crack a smile over.

He then acknowledged his belief in God, but not in a self-righteous manner, but in the form of a purist, one who is able to ignore the question marks and deceit that revolve around religion and focus only on the tranquility and hope that faith can bring. The quick Hail Mary wasn’t arrogant or obnoxious, but just a man refusing to believe that his incredible fortune has not just been the result of blind chance, but perhaps a greater being.

He praised his family, but not in the over-the-top, awkward slime fest we’ve become accustomed to, but in an almost adorable, “I’m the luckiest guy int the world” method.

Finally, he closed his speech with two references to his two most iconic and glorified roles. He began that ridiculous humming sound courtesy of his coke-addicted, booze-throttling role in “The Wolf of Wall Street,” and then gave stoners, hippies and aging hipsters the ode of a life time by uttering the one-liner of the century: “Alright, alright, alright,” via “Dazed and Confused.”