Like all the Roman Polanski apologists and defenders, Whoopi Goldberg's Hollywood loyalty has led her to downplay and trivialize Mel Gibson's vile racist behavior. Shame on them both.
There's something very wrong with society when a court sets a child rapist free while 400 law-abiding geese receive a death sentence and are summarily executed.
On the one hand, maybe she should contritely serve her sentence, set to begin next week, and move on with her life. On the other hand, maybe she should grab one of her passports, flee the country, and move to France.
It looks like the silver lining for celebrity abusers everywhere is that unless you use a racial slur while committing abuse you might be okay, career wise.
To get away with child-rape and attract a cabal of supporters you just have to meet two criteria: (a) You have to run away and stay away for a few decades, and (b) You need to direct some popular films.
I have the feeling I am defending not a friend (I repeat, for the nth time, I did not know Roman Polanski before the affair) but the Law itself.
Could Yeardley Love have been saved? Yes. But not till we, as a society, say no more. Not until we hold everyone, celebrities and non-celebrities alike accountable for their actions and for their despicable acts.
Charlotte Lewis's allegations against Roman Polanski change nothing. One more accusation thrown into the mix isn't going to alter the perception of Polanski, possibly not even in court.
Two great figures are now absent from Cannes. Jafar Panahi, an Irianian filmmaker, is unable to be there because he is incarcerated near Tehran. We managed to get a message from Panahi. It is beautiful, wrenched from the silence of a prison.
The 2010 Cannes Festival begins in a few hours. There remain only a few hours to say, that, no matter how brilliant the films presented at this new Festival, a man will shine in his blinding absence: Roman Polanski.
I've been reading your intemperate, self-righteous posts on the Polanski affair, in which you defend the child rapist against his detractors, among whom I count myself.
Polanski's self-defence amounts essentially to this: While he pled guilty 33 years ago, and served some time, he claims that the judge initially determined that his sentence would only be time served.
That the prime minister has been evolving into the president junior is a recurrent theme of Robert Harris' novel The Ghost, which Roman Polanski has made into The Ghost Writer.
Roman Polanski's The Ghost Writer is one of the best films I've seen in recent years. Yet it seems unlikely, at least in America, to break out beyond the art house hit status.
Actress Janet McTeer relaxes her 6-foot-plus frame in her dressing-room chair backstage at the Bernard Jacobs Theater and coaxes the dregs of a home-m...
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