While I hate to reveal my own ignorance I figure that if you’ve been following along for awhile it’s already abundantly clear to you. As you know, I seldom go to see a movie in a theatre designed for cinematic display and selling junk food. And because my interest in the latest tripe that comes out of Hollywood is nil, I don’t keep up with who’s who or who’s doing what in that liberal paradise.
It just happened that I saw a news story yesterday about a law suit that is proceeding that involves one Bryan Singer. I didn’t recall even vaguely ever hearing that name so I had no idea who he was or what he did. I read the story.
I learned from the story, Mr. Singer is a movie director. Without going into the somewhat sordid details of the lawsuit, suffice it to say that Mr. Singer has allegedly apparently been employing a version of the casting couch but has transformed it into an after-parties venue where friends and associates apparently recruit young gay men who want to mingle with the rich and famous director.
Okay, this isn’t a post about morality. But I was curious if Mr. Singer had ever directed a movie that I had seen. As it turned out, while he has many credits in his portfolio which I have not viewed, one of his efforts, “The Usual Suspects” was a movie that I saw several years after its release when it appeared on cable. I rather liked it but remember it as being a little strange.
But it occurred to me that as unfamiliar with Hollywood directors as I am, I would do a little investigation into who directs the movies which cause hearts to flutter every Friday when something new is released. And I was very surprised.
In the entire history of the Academy, there have only been four women nominated for the Best Director Oscar. And of those, only two – Sofia Coppola and Kathryn Bigelow – were Americans. None of the four won the coveted award.
So here we are, in the absolute epicenter of liberalism and is there a more discriminatory, anti-feminist environment in which a woman could find herself? Let me be blunt. In Hollywood, women are getting screwed right and left (and yes I did intend that pun).
I’m really hoping that the Huffington Post (which I’ve affectionately renamed the Huff and Puff Post) will carry a story soon in which the Democrats create a stink over the “War on Women.” I plan on using some version of this post when it appears.
Of course I will have to do a bit of editing – first to get it by the censors and then to conform to their comment limit of 250 words. But inspired by Hollywood, I will be able to pare this down to size, leaving the excess on the cutting room floor where it will keep company with the hearts and hopes of Hollywood’s female directors who are ignored and overlooked while their male counterparts talk about how life has been so unfair to them and others of their gender.