Friday, December 8, 2017

Dylan Farrow


I’m not famous, or a part of Hollywood, but, in my mind, it does not take a rocket scientist to see that what you are saying about your (previously) adoptive step-father is completely true.

It also breaks my heart when I see actors I really admire work for Woody Allen.

Owen Wilson, Rachel McAdams, and more recently Jesse Eisenberg and Kristen Stewart, both who I think are so outspoken and bright and who were so brilliant in American Ultra.  There are too many to name, but those are the ones who immediately come to my mind.

When I was really young and in college in the 80’s, I was in a dorm with a lot of native New Yorkers.  Being pretty stupid myself, I was easily persuaded and intimidated by these young people who were, quite honestly, just being themselves also.

I remember when we all set out to see Annie Hall, which had come out years before but seeing it was still like earning an intellectual badge of honor, and an absolute must see according to this crowd.

I hated it.  And I hated every movie I saw of his after that until I became self-aware enough (many years ago) to realize no matter what anybody said I did not think this man was a genius nor did I think he had anything of value to say.

Godless, was and is the word that comes to mind, when I re-think those movies of his I did see.  Absolutely Godless.  Just ugly worlds with people doing ugly things, and with no greater meaning behind them. 

He doesn’t believe in God, which when I was young, I was too embarrassed to admit I saw and cared about.  I remember even some of those New Yorkers in my dorm saying “really smart people don’t believe in God.”  Which did in fact stop me in my tracks and cause me to doubt myself.

But now I realize that statement couldn’t be farther from the truth.

I think part of the reason I hated him so much, as a supposed artist, is because other people liked him so much.  And, in my mind, that gave those who liked him an excuse to act really badly.

I’m sorry the man left his long partner for her unbelievably young adoptive daughter.  Enough said.  Gross.  Mean.  Awful.

He’s no artist in my mind.  He’s a shame.  No matter how you put it.


I believe you Dylan.

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