Nicholas Kristof, the New York Times columnist, tweeted late Saturday, “Dylan says she’s VERY grateful to all: ‘The outpouring of support has been monumental, and I’m so immensely grateful. Thank you.’” Minutes before, he had observed: “Quite a gender gap in reaction to Dylan’s essay. Many men are denouncing me for publishing it; many women thanking me for the same.”
What had just happened? Finally we got the voice of the daughter, Dylan Farrow, in the long-simmering charges against Woody Allen: that he allegedly sexually abused her in a closet, at the age of seven. Kristof wrote a column about it and then turned his blog over to Farrow, saying this was the first time she had written about her experience. So the story has been not only heard but amplified.
Read the whole thing and then you’ll know why Woody Allen getting the lifetime achievement award at the Golden Globes set off a firestorm, partly pushed by a tweet from Dylan’s brother Ronan Farrow (who is about to get his own MSNBC show). Bob Weide had written a lengthy Allen defense at the Daily Beast this week. Kristof reveals, “I reached out to Allen several days ago, and he declined to comment on the record.”
Here’s Dylan Farrow’s conclusion:
What if it had been your child, Cate Blanchett? Louis CK? Alec Baldwin? What if it had been you, Emma Stone? Or you, Scarlett Johansson? You knew me when I was a little girl, Diane Keaton. Have you forgotten me?
Woody Allen is a living testament to the way our society fails the survivors of sexual assault and abuse.
So imagine your seven-year-old daughter being led into an attic by Woody Allen. Imagine she spends a lifetime stricken with nausea at the mention of his name. Imagine a world that celebrates her tormenter.
Are you imagining that? Now, what’s your favorite Woody Allen movie?
“I know it’s ‘he said, she said,’ ” Dylan told me. “But, to me, it’s black and white, because I was there.”
I asked her why she’s speaking out now. She said she wants to set the record straight and give courage to victims: “I was thinking, if I don’t speak out, I’ll regret it on my death bed.”