Now for the very bad thing: Woody Allen’s letter to the New York Times. Ashley has a thorough takedown analysis, which is how I learned there was a letter. There’s no need for me to add anything but I don’t always do these things based on need…and I can’t resist, because it’s so revolting.
TWENTY-ONE years ago, when I first heard Mia Farrow had accused me of child molestation, I found the idea so ludicrous I didn’t give it a second thought. We were involved in a terribly acrimonious breakup, with great enmity between us and a custody battle slowly gathering energy. The self-serving transparency of her malevolence seemed so obvious I didn’t even hire a lawyer to defend myself.
What a self-serving self-absorbed empathy-free piece of shit. They were “involved” in a “breakup” with “great enmity” because he had started secretly fucking one of her daughters. Her putative “malevolence” would be seen by any non-pathologically selfish onlooker as understandable upset at this turn of events. He doesn’t even mention it. That’s the first paragraph and it sets the tone. The guy is a complete shit.
I had been going out with Mia for 12 years and never in that time did she ever suggest to me anything resembling misconduct.
Not true. He was seeing a therapist because of his inappropriate behavior with Dylan.
Now, suddenly, when I had driven up to her house in Connecticut one afternoon to visit the kids for a few hours, when I would be on my raging adversary’s home turf, with half a dozen people present, when I was in the blissful early stages of a happy new relationship with the woman I’d go on to marry — that I would pick this moment in time to embark on a career as a child molester should seem to the most skeptical mind highly unlikely. The sheer illogic of such a crazy scenario seemed to me dispositive.
Oh, oh, oops, he forgot to mention something! He forgot to mention that “the woman” he was in the blissful early stages of a happy new relationship with was Mia’s daughter and Dylan’s sister.
Last week a woman named Stacey Nelkin, whom I had dated many years ago, came forward to the press to tell them that when Mia and I first had our custody battle 21 years ago, Mia had wanted her to testify that she had been underage when I was dating her, despite the fact this was untrue. Stacey refused. I include this anecdote so we all know what kind of character we are dealing with here. One can imagine in learning this why she wouldn’t take a lie-detector test.
We? We? What kind of character we are dealing with here? Who’s we, kemosabe?
There’s a lot more of the same. The guy’s a piece of crap.
The Times should have refused to print this garbage.
Something about enough rope…
The only Woody I know of in Hollywood is Woody Harrelson. Did you see him in Zombieland? He killed it.
Douchebag’s 78. He could have just kept a “dignified silence” but now he’s going to die with everyone thinking what an ass he was.
Yes. He is a complete narcissistic shit. An elderly shit who is attempting to rewrite history, as many of his ilk do.
Yes indeed. His shit smells like strawberry sherbet.
Mia was never asked by the police to take a lie detector test. Woody Allen wanted her to take one administered by his attorneys. Woody is the one who refused to take a police-administered lie detector test. The test he says he passed was administered by his own defense attorneys. Big surprise.
The more he talks, the more I believe Dylan.
Me and my son just got done watching that like half an hour ago! It was EXCELLENT.
I don’t really see what the big dispute is. Yes, I have enjoyed many of Woody Allen’s films. But so what? The fact that Allen has made some cool movies and the fact that he has some serious issues with sex with underage kids are not contrary in any way. What I have felt while watching his movies has nothing to do with how I evaluate Dylan’s claim.
And seriously, hasn’t the whole Soon Yi thing been enough smoke to make us think there’s always fire?
Maybe I am the one who is warped, not Woody. The most prominent stepfather/stepdaughter relationship I have experienced is my sister-in-law and her dad. Yes, her dad. Her stepfather adopted her and she took her last name for a while, though she took my brother’s name after marriage. This is not easy to do when the biological father is still alive. But my SIL and her dad fought for this. Lots of scary certified letters to relatives, legal notices in small town newspapers her biological father might read. They even got on the radio. zThis is what a real stepfather is like.
I am reminded of the priest scandals in the Catholic Church. Yes, he may give a great service and sermon, but this has nothing to do with the fact that he might be inappropriate with the altar boy. And please note the misogyny in all this. Priests in consensual relationships with adult women were kicked out fast. Teh wimmenz contaminate the holy priests. But want a boy, and maybe you don’t really want boys much but that’s the easiest, and you just get transferred
“Slowly gathering energy”? As in, “I’d already decided to sue for custody, though I hadn’t, yet”? Or as in “I want the reader to think Mia orchestrated this because of a custody dispute?”
Weasel words. In fact he didn’t sue for custody until after Dylan’s accusation. The judge, in granting custody to Mia, said that Allen was a poor father who knew jack-all about his children’s lives.
But everyone knows false accusations of child abuse are more common during custody hearings.
(Funny how when he’s talking about his relationship with Soon Yi, he was hardly ever around those kids and wasn’t a father figure at all.)
I challenge anyone to read the court decision in its entirety and defend Allen. I hadn’t read it until this latest blow-up, but it all but confirms Allen’s culpability, even if the state rightly believed it would be difficult to convict Allen based on the available evidence and given the further harm it would have caused Dylan.
Allen’s defense may as well have been titled, “If I did it, here’s the excuses I would use…”