HAAAAAAATE!!!
Dec. 2nd, 2008 09:37 pmThose of you that know me in real life could probably imagine my reaction to the news today that Roman Polanski is trying to get the charges dropped against him for the crimes he comitted in 1978.
I am and always have been completely, mouth-frothingly irrational on the subject, incapable of discussing it without using language my mother would be ashamed of and yelling at the top of my lungs. Mr. Polanski, I don't CARE if the judge and the district attorney had it out for you in 1978 - YOU DRUGGED AND RAPED A CHILD!. And then ran away to France and immediately got yourself a 15-year-old girlfriend.
I lost so much respect for Harrison Ford when I found out he made Frantic in France for Polanski as a way to help him out. I can't tell you how it horrifies me that Jack Nicholson is there for his buddy after Polanski used his house as the place to rape the girl. I screamed like a banshee at the television when Polanski got the standing ovation and an Oscar for the Piano, despite the fact that he couldn't be there to receive it in person because, oh yeah, HE RAPED A CHILD!
I just don't understand the rationalizations. Yes, I know Samantha Geimer, the girl in question, has gone on record saying she thinks he should be able to come back to this country and doesn't think he should go to jail. I think she must be an amazing person to have created a good life and gotten past the anger - but the law isn't dependent on the wishes of victims. And it's not dependent on the wishes of criminals. I'm sorry (sarcasm) if Mr. Polanski didn't get to skate with 42 days of time served like he thought he should have. I don't think that living in France is equivalent to jail, or that exile from Hollywood is either. I don't care about the Holocaust childhood or Sharon Tate and Helter Skelter - it doesn't excuse a damn thing. And I'd like to know if Harrison Ford, Jack Nicholson, and all of those Hollywoodites who gave that standing ovation would happily leave him in a room alone with their 12-year old daughters.
CREEP.
I am and always have been completely, mouth-frothingly irrational on the subject, incapable of discussing it without using language my mother would be ashamed of and yelling at the top of my lungs. Mr. Polanski, I don't CARE if the judge and the district attorney had it out for you in 1978 - YOU DRUGGED AND RAPED A CHILD!. And then ran away to France and immediately got yourself a 15-year-old girlfriend.
I lost so much respect for Harrison Ford when I found out he made Frantic in France for Polanski as a way to help him out. I can't tell you how it horrifies me that Jack Nicholson is there for his buddy after Polanski used his house as the place to rape the girl. I screamed like a banshee at the television when Polanski got the standing ovation and an Oscar for the Piano, despite the fact that he couldn't be there to receive it in person because, oh yeah, HE RAPED A CHILD!
I just don't understand the rationalizations. Yes, I know Samantha Geimer, the girl in question, has gone on record saying she thinks he should be able to come back to this country and doesn't think he should go to jail. I think she must be an amazing person to have created a good life and gotten past the anger - but the law isn't dependent on the wishes of victims. And it's not dependent on the wishes of criminals. I'm sorry (sarcasm) if Mr. Polanski didn't get to skate with 42 days of time served like he thought he should have. I don't think that living in France is equivalent to jail, or that exile from Hollywood is either. I don't care about the Holocaust childhood or Sharon Tate and Helter Skelter - it doesn't excuse a damn thing. And I'd like to know if Harrison Ford, Jack Nicholson, and all of those Hollywoodites who gave that standing ovation would happily leave him in a room alone with their 12-year old daughters.
CREEP.