It was a cliche: the producer’s sofa. The backdrop of so many film plotlines, the implied setting of so many scandals. A Hollywood Babylon, the proverbial title of the two volumes by Kenneth Anger devoted to the Golden Age of the major studios, like in the rest of the world, including Cinecittà in Rome.
Now reports have come out of famous actresses, like Gwyneth Paltrow, Angelina Jolie and Ashley Judd, leveling accusations of sexual assault against Harvey Weinstein, the powerful Miramax producer who has continued the old-fashioned Hollywood way. And they say that it is true, that stories always tell the truth. The king is naked. And that’s how Weinstein faced his prey — naked, or wearing a bathrobe or a dressing gown. I consciously use this word, prey, because this is the point of view of a serial sexual attacker.
This is a man who eschews courtship, using power directly. If you’re about 20 years old, you have a plan, a dream, and you are facing a powerful man, he can either be your resource or wall in your path. Right now we’re talking about the world of cinema, but we should say workplaces of any kind. Moreover, based on what has been printed, he harassed not only his “actresses,” but also those women who worked in the offices.