In some cases, they did. But everyone refused to listen. Read this before you condemn the women in Hollywood who were pressured by producers, directors, and executives like (((Louis B. Mayer))), (((Jack Warner))), Daryl Zanuck, (((Harry Cohn))), (((Arthur Freed))), Buddy Adler, (((Harvey Weinstein))), (((James Toback))) and (((David O’Russell((( to sexually submit to them for their supposed silence:
Daryl Hannah, who is known for her roles in “Splash,” “Wall Street,” and many other films, told colleagues about what had happened to her. “I did tell people about it,” she told me. “And it didn’t matter.” Hannah first met Weinstein at the Cannes Film Festival, in the early aughts, before she appeared in “Kill Bill: Volume 1,” which Weinstein produced. She was returning to her room at the Hôtel du Cap-Eden-Roc, the same hotel where Sciorra said Weinstein harassed her. She saw Weinstein, who was at a reception in the hotel bar nearby. He called her over, and told her that he loved her work. Then he asked for her room number so that he could call her to schedule a meeting.
“That seemed pretty normal to me, you know, how people talk in business, and I didn’t know his reputation or anything,” Hannah said. She was in her room, already in her pajamas and getting ready for bed, when the phone calls started. “It felt like it was too late to have a meeting. I didn’t want to answer.” Though she didn’t pick up, she guessed that it was Weinstein. “And then, shortly thereafter, the knocking on the door began,” she told me. “It was sort of incessant, and then it started turning into pounding on my door,” she said. She was certain that it was Weinstein—as she recalls, she saw him through the peephole in the door. The pounding became so frightening that Hannah, who was staying on the ground floor, left her room via an exterior door. She spent the night in her makeup artist’s room. The following evening, Hannah was in her room with the makeup artist, packing her things ahead of their departure the next morning, when the pounding on the door began again. “The knocking started again and again. And I was like, ‘Oh, shit,’ ” Hannah recalled. “We actually pushed a dresser in front of the door and just kind of huddled in the room.” The next morning, as they left, Weinstein was standing outside the hotel, and appeared, she felt, to be waiting for her. She left quickly and went to the airport.
Several years later, while she was promoting “Kill Bill: Volume 2,” Hannah was in Rome for the film’s Italian première. She and the rest of the cast were scheduled to depart the following morning on a private plane belonging to Miramax. The première was followed by a reception, after which Hannah was in her suite at the Hassler Roma hotel with another hair-and-makeup artist, Steeve Daviault. The two had changed into their pajamas and were sitting on Hannah’s bed with an order of room-service spaghetti, watching a Sophia Loren movie, when Weinstein entered the bedroom. “He had a key,” Hannah recalled. “He came through the living room and into the bedroom. He just burst in like a raging bull. And I know with every fibre of my being that if my male makeup artist was not in that room, things would not have gone well. It was scary.” Daviault remembered the incident vividly. “I was there to keep her safe,” he told me.
When Hannah asked Weinstein what he was doing, he became flustered and angry, she said. Weinstein demanded that she get dressed and attend a party downstairs. Hannah pointed out that no one had ever mentioned a party. Weinstein stormed out, and she quickly took off her glasses and pajamas, donned a dress, and headed downstairs. When she arrived at the reception room Weinstein had mentioned, it was “completely empty,” Hannah recalled. “And it wasn’t even like there had been a party there. I didn’t see drinks around.” As she turned to leave, Weinstein was standing by the elevator. Hannah asked him what was happening and Weinstein replied, “Are your tits real?” Then he asked if he could feel them. “I said, ‘No, you can’t!’ And then he said, ‘At least flash me, then.’ And I said, ‘Fuck off, Harvey.’ ” She took the elevator back to her room and went to sleep.
“I experienced instant repercussions,” she told me. The next morning, the Miramax private plane left without Hannah on it. Her flights for a trip to Cannes for the film’s French première were cancelled, as were her hotel room in Cannes and her hair-and-makeup artist for the festival. “I called everybody,” she recalled, including her manager, a producer on the film, and its director, Quentin Tarantino, who has since told the Times that he knew enough, from his years collaborating with Weinstein, to have done more to stop him, and regrets his failure to do so. “I called all the powers that be and told them what had happened,” Hannah said. “And that I thought that was the repercussion, you know, the backlash from my experience.”
“And it didn’t matter,” Hannah said. “I think that it doesn’t matter if you’re a well-known actress, it doesn’t matter if you’re twenty or if you’re forty, it doesn’t matter if you report or if you don’t, because we are not believed. We are more than not believed—we are berated and criticized and blamed.”
It is no secret that there has been a very strong (((cabal))) in Hollywood for decades that can make or break people’s careers there. Nor is it any secret that the primary reason for Jewish success in the USA is not “high intelligence” or “hard work”, but rather, the combination of high in-group preferences and low altruism operating in a high altruism culture. Read Chaim Potok and Philip Roth if you don’t understand how this process has worked for about 110 years. That’s all you really need to know in order to grasp how the Hollywood swamp came into being, and why it has persisted for four generations of film-making, and why it will probably continue to persist until either a) the God-Emperor drains the swamp or b) the Chinese take over Hollywood.
The coverup is already in the works. Notice anything that might be relevant missing from Ben Shapiro’s proposed “solution“? It will also be missing from this forthcoming documentary.
The filmmakers behind The Hunting Ground, a documentary about the epidemic of sexual assault on college campuses, will tackle the same issue in Hollywood following the Harvey Weinstein scandal. Co-directors Kirby Dick and Amy Ziering announced plans for their new documentary Monday, with the film set to examine how the entertainment industry covered up or ignored sexual assaults in the cases of powerful people like Weinstein, the Hollywood Reporter writes.
First, there is no “epidemic of sexual assault on college campuses.” Second, (((Amy Ziering))). Third, Kirby Dick. These are obviously not people who want to prevent women from being victimized. These are award-winning Hollywood creatures who have been charged with attempting to contain the damage and prevent it from taking down the entire industry.
It doesn’t do any good to talk when everyone refuses to listen. And if you find that this post angers you and you don’t want to hear any more about it, then remember, that’s exactly how the Tarantinos of Hollywood felt when Darryl Hannah told them how Harvey Weinstein treated her.
