I will face the world alone and never be lonely

This is (sort of) a good year for women in Hollywood. I mean, it’s still a crappy year, but comparatively speaking it’s better than most. I was going to write about how even though many fabulous women were nominated for various Golden Globe awards this year, it’s still sort of bullshit that Paramount and Warner Bros didn’t release a single movie directed by a woman this year. Neither did Miramax or Focus Features. A slight improvement is not actually a solution, people, and giving women more awards does not make up for giving them fewer chances.

But I’m kind of distracted. I’m the only person from my team working this week, which means I’m doing all those little catch-all things that are usually split between four or five people. Sales needs something checked because their VPN isn’t working? Sure, I’m happy to be the customer service line every once in awhile. A system needs updating and no one else with a password is in? Hit me – I’m happy to do the work of interns as long as I keep getting my non-interny type paycheck.

So… I don’t feel capable of building a coherent argument about directors and women in film and the strong old-boys-club that still operates in many many industries, mine included, although I may revisit this topic in the future.

What I do feel like saying is I just recently realized something about myself. I love horror movies. I buy them, rent them, stream them, drag the boy to them with me, and just generally metaphorically roll around in them like Donald Duck rolls around in his piles of mula. I couldn’t have told you why – when asked, I usually said something about adrenaline and not liking movies to be too serious blahblah. While that’s true and I do love my horror-movie-related increased heart rate, I also just love love love them women. There is no other genre where I can almost be guaranteed that the plot will be built around a strong woman fighting her way through obstacles. Fine, those obstacles are sometimes chainsaw wielding maniacs, but the only other type of movie that even comes close is romantic comedy.

And I personally don’t consider trying to find a boyfriend to be an obstacle on par with a escaping from a chainsaw wielding maniac.   Yes, there is a dearth of good men out there and man alive I remember how much it sucked looking for one… but still. Chainsaw, people.



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4 responses to “I will face the world alone and never be lonely

  1. JV

    “it’s still sort of bullshit that Paramount and Warner Bros didn’t release a single movie directed by a woman this year. Neither did Miramax or Focus Features.”

    I would disagree that this is bullshit in and of itself. If there are movies directed by women that *deserved* release by these studios (and to them, I presume that deservedness has something to do with propensity to rake in shitloads of cash) that were refused, then I might agree. I honestly don’t know–were there? Otherwise, promoting any work product just because of the gender of the artist is just as sexist as refusing to promote it, no?

    Disclaimer: I know nothing about the film industry and its foibles, but I’m on vacation and just itchin’ fer a fight! 🙂

    • emmanation

      You know, this is one of the things I considered when I opted to not delve deep into it today. One of the facts that I found was this:
      Michael Mann’s Ali grossed $87 million and cost $107 million of Sony’s money to produce. Kathryn Bigelow independently financed K-19: The Widowmaker the next year and grossed a similar amount with a slightly smaller production budget. They were both reviewed well. Michael Mann has directed three feature films since and Kathryn Bigelow hadn’t had a single one until The Hurt Locker, which was financed by a French company. It is, of course, entirely possible that somehow every movie she got attached to was crappy and his weren’t…. but I saw Miami Vice and somehow I don’t think that’s the case. That isn’t proof of any form, but I know that fewer than 10% of the major films reviewed in the New York Times this year were directed by women, and I can’t really imagine that there are nine good male directors for every female one. Thoughts?

      • JV

        Nah, I have no substance to offer, just theoretical, philosophical, allegorical, crapademic-in-tweed-jacket-with-leather-elbow-patches logic-bombing.

        That said, you’re still focusing on “good” directors, whom I suspect are not strictly correlated to “profitability.” Hell, they might even be inversely related.

        Once the female directors start cornering the market on the following basic film foodgroups, this cynic predicts that they will dominate releases:

        1. romantic comedies (preferably with John Cusack)
        2. Tear-jerking schlock-fests starring Meryl Streep with soundtrack of duets with Cher and Bette Midler
        3. Action movie. Clever duo of crime-fighters who consistently frustrate the boss with unorthodox techniques; lots of blowing shit up.

  2. Dad

    “A slight improvement is not actually a solution, people, and giving women more awards does not make up for giving them fewer chances.”

    Was Jane Campion’s “Bright Star” nominated? Well, she should have been… Check this out


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