So, because I am a woman, trying to make her way, stumbling and sputtering, in this industry of film- I tend to read a lot and hear a lot about how we are repeatedly and summarily overlooked, underpaid and dismissed.
And it’s all true. Statistics don’t lie. It’s infuriating. It needs to stop. There a few groundswells out there; Katherine Bigelow. Diablo Cody. Mary Streep. Angelina Jolie. A few “uprisings” like Patricia Arquette’s Oscar speech. Some luncheons. Some retreats…
But WHERE is the MOTHERFUCKING RIOT??
No other group gets this continually discriminated against with this LITTLE amount of outrage. Where is the PUSH BACK? The marches? The boycotts?? Yes, it makes me fucking cranky. Because I have a vagina.
So, going into this project- I am hoping that our little band of VERY ESTROGEN HEAVY folk (Doug is WAY outnumbered) will be the start of something. A lot of people have asked: “What do you hope to get out of this?” Because it’s a complete life hijacking, full time, uphill thing; movie-making. It’s a valid question. So, I am not naive’ enough to think we’re gonna get rich. I’m just hoping to survive the debt. I don’t want to walk the red carpet, cause I suck in heels. I don’t want “pats on the back”- though encouraging and not unwelcome.
I want to start our own, tiny but mighty revolution. (yes, very tiny.) I want this to be our maiden voyage into a “MODEL” of a sickly talented, fiercely driven and endlessly passionate CREW of – mostly- WOMEN. Yes- my husband is my CO-everything. But it’s leaning pretty pink over here. I am so awestruck and inspired by these women and watching what they can do that it only fuels me further. There are BIGGER THINGS in play here. I want to get the word out about Breast Cancer NOT being a death sentence OR an Occupation. I want to make people laugh. Cry and leave the movie having been entertained and touched and I REALLY, REALLY would like a select few out there to look and say; “Holy shit- that is a damn good film!” And THEN maybe notice the preponderance of vaginas behind it and start to take notice.
Enough “luncheons”. Time to get busy. We’re done chatting.