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Movie Violence, Harvey Weinstein, Anita Busch & Me

It is impossible not to feel sympathetic pain for Anita Busch. I’m not sure why it was buried 12 paragraphs into a “Commentary” that is structured like a news story, but the real lede of the story is that Ms. Busch, a long-time veteran of the entertainment media who has been out of the game for about a decade, had a family member murdered in the Aurora, Colorado massacre at the Dark Knight Rises screening.

She goes on to mention and offer various insights into or quotations from the families of victims of Aurora, Newtown, Dr. King, and her father on his deathbed. All presented earnestly and thoughtfully.

None of this is okay in any way. None of this should be disregarded.

But none of it is a legitimate argument against Hollywood’s use of gun violence in films. There is a very real discussion to be had on the issue. But it needs more substantive arguments than the pain of the victims of horrible crimes (which includes the extended families of the dead and/or injured).

I say this as a member of a family that lost 4 children to a thoughtless crime that was probably not intended to end in death, but did. In our family’s case, it was an arson. The teenager who set the fire probably didn’t know there were young children in the house as he set the fire. But he was setting a fire to someone’s home. This was 50 years ago now. And while my mother still cannot abide lawyers—as lawyers helped this murderer walk with a minimal juvenile—I cannot blame the profession, any more than I can rage against lawnmowers or the gasoline that fuels them which were used to set the family house aflame.

It was a hate crime… against Jews in Baltimore at the time. But I don’t live in fear or hate of non-Jews.

And when I look at Newtown or Aurora or the many, many, oh-so-many crimes of gun violence perpetrated in America in the last number of years, I do not see a clear correlation to the violence in movies or television.

In 1963, Westerns were all the rage, at the movies and on TV. Gun violence. Plenty of what we now know to be hateful perspective on Native Americans. But that racial hate did not kill my (potential) siblings. And we didn’t have the regular cycle of mass killings that have become shockingly normal, even expected, in America today.

Anita quotes Dr. King, who was murdered in April of 1968. There were no CG massacres or videogames in 1968. The #1 movie in America the month before Dr. King’s murder was Stay Away, Joe. You’ve probably never heard of it because Elvis Presley was in brownface, playing a Navajo named Joe Lightcloud. Burgess Meredith plays his grandfather, who lives in a teepee. The film is a comedy, but racist enough that you have probably never heard of it. Shortly before that film topped the box office, Planet of The Apes was a box office sensation. Can anyone seriously blame the racial undertones of that film for the assassination of Dr. King?

Violence in America is a very tricky issue. This is nothing new. As a nation, we live in denial about our history of the land grabs and massacres that came with the growth of the country. Overall, we’re still not very comfortable taking responsibility for slavery. And as a nation that often gets involved in major military conflicts, we often shy away from defending the vulnerable in other nations as they suffer clear and murderous oppression. But we love a good first-person shooter. And the body count in PG-13 movies can go awfully high, so long as the deaths never seem too real, as in “no blood means it’s okay for kids to see it.” I feel this is exactly wrong.

In Anita’s first 11 paragraphs, she wrestles with Harvey Weinstein’s recent comments on violence, which are fine, but also stakes out a position that is much easier for him to take than most people realize.

Harvey distinguished, on his appearance with Piers Morgan, between a “crazy action movie just to blow up people and exploit people just for the sake of making it” and a movie like Lone Survivor, which is extremely violent, but is “a tribute to the United States Special Forces.”

That distinction is legitimate. That distinction is critically important. But the problem in this conversation is that the distinction is a matter of taste and perspective.

Anita and many others have brought up the issue of where the line is with Quentin Tarantino, not just regarding violence, but with racism and sexism and language as well. And if you ask Mr. Tarantino and he cares to answer, you will hear that the use of violence, race, sex, and language are tools to make a greater point… to not be violent, racist, sexist, or potty-mouthed. And in America, we have freedom of speech. Critics of Tarantino can claim that he is being facile and just having a great ol’ time wallowing in piggish behavior. But that does not make his work bannable or our personal truths inherently greater than his.

Getting back to the specifics of Harvey Weinstein’s choices as a producer and distributor… Even before Harvey and Bob Weinstein started The Weinstein Company in 2005, they had split the company into Miramax and Dimension. Bob ran/runs Dimension and the division name came with the brothers when they split with Disney. In the 8 years of TWC (using Box Office Mojo as a source), only 16 titles have been released by Dimension to 77 from The Weinstein Company. And aside from the Dimension division, the only films that films that can really be argued to be in the “lazy violence” category at TWC are Quentin Tarantino’s.

Look at 2013’s Weinstein Company line-up; Quartet, Escape From Planet Earth, The Sapphires, Kon-Tiki, Unfinished Song, Fruitvale Station, Lee Daniels’ The Butler, The Grandmaster, Populaire, Salinger, Haute Cuisine, Philomena, Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom.

Aside from the butt-kicker from one of film’s great artists, Wong Kar-Wai, is there anything there that grandma wouldn’t be fine seeing?

Did Anita or anyone else hear Harvey say that he was going to make Bob shut down Dimension, which is pretty much all-genre, all the time? (Let’s not even get into whether Harvey could make Bob change course.) Sin City 2 is coming to a theater near you pretty soon and could imaginably become a Top 5 all-time grosser for TWC/Dimension. Until you see the brothers dump it off to any of the 6 major studios that would take it on (assuming it can be R-rated) in a instant, don’t think for a second that Dimension, which has been a key part of the financials of the Weinsteins for more than a decade, is going away.

Furthermore… I have history with Anita Busch’s crusade against movie violence, from back when she attempted to use the then-power of The Hollywood Reporter to take down Fight Club, both because she was personally offended by the film AND because she didn’t really understand it. I am not going to get too far into the details of that history, as it did end in a laughable threat by Anita and THR to sue me and TNT cable and TNT parent Time-Warner. What Anita clearly learned from that experience was to mark commentary as commentary and not to try to pass opinion off as news. I am happy for that, even though this new commentary buries itself in what seems like news for 11 paragraphs before getting very personal very fast.

Fight Club, you might remember, was not a movie of gun violence. But it was very violent. And the whole point was that glamorized violence—in this case, young beauty Brad Pitt fighting and charming and deadly dangerous – was as bad a choice as living in a homogenized Ikea universe where the only danger is picking the wrong end table. But you would have to see past the violence to understand the film. This is much easier in Fruitvale Station, in which a flawed hero is killed for no good reason at all. But that doesn’t make the anti-violence message of Fight Club any less clear. And I would argue that Fight Club is a much more impactful film in regards to young men and how they see power outside of the issue of America’s racial issues.

The same kind of issue has caused a clamor around Martin Scorsese’s The Wolf of Wall Street… and really, around most of Scorsese’s films at the time of their release. Where is the line between glamorizing bad behavior and showing it so that it can be understood?

I was just going to write about “the tipping point” on the issue of too much violence in films, but then I realized just how many there have been. In my personal history, it was the original Total Recall, which was on the edge of an NC-17. The film was really the first to use modern guns to kill massive numbers of “people” without much, if any, regard for the weight of death. People counted the dead bodies in that film like people are counting the use of the word “fuck” in The Wolf of Wall Street. (I consider that count, personally, to be an act of art hate in the case of Wolf, attempting to devalue a piece of art by reducing it to numerical details.)

It’s taken a long time, but people have finally come to understand that Paul Verhoeven is one of the great satirist-filmmakers. RoboCop is overtly a comedy. So is Starship Troopers. And how else is there to see Showgirls? Basic Instinct is the closest thing to a straight action drama, though time has made it more obvious that the Sharon Stone leg-spread was more about the boys in the room than about the flash. But when Verhoeven returned to his roots, he made Black Book, which is about the most serious holy of holies, the Jewish Holocaust… and it’s hilarious. I still start any conversation about the film by recalling the name it was dubbed with at Toronto… Showgirls’ List.

But, BOY, did people work hard not to get the joke with Verhoeven. He was so good at creating beautiful havoc that some audiences missed its purpose.

Sam Peckinpah found “the tipping point” repeatedly, whether in shootouts or in questioning how Susan George felt about being raped in Straw Dogs.

George Romero found ” the tipping point” in Night of The Living Dead with zombies that now seem tame compared to those in any given episode of “The Walking Dead.”

Just a few weeks ago, in an incredible speech, Harry Belafonte talked about seeing a Tarzan movie as a 5-year-old and the shadow of how blacks were portrayed in Birth of a Nation and how he finally found pride in being of African descent in 12 Years A Slave, a movie includes realistic images of lynching, whipping, rape, kidnapping, general dehumanization, and lightly-taken murder. How you feel about the artistry of 12 Years is your business. But to suggest that these elements be taken off the palette of an artist like Steve McQueen to express a story or that you or I get to decide just who gets to use elements like these in their “art” is outrageous.

Personally, I have no time or use for the kinds of films that are referred to throughout Anita Busch’s editorial on movie violence… no more than the many unnamed executive sdo (whether they or their company’s invest in them or not). Stupid movies that lazily through in violence just to try to be more commercial. If there was a movie I could erase from my memory, it would be Miramax/Dimension’s Wolf Creek. Not unlike Hostel 2, it felt like the ugliness was there to turn someone on, perhaps just by turning others off. I saw and see no point to the existence of those films. But I would fight to the end to keep them from being banned in any way.

But then I see The Raid, directed by a serious young artist, and I choose to embrace that experience (as did Sony Classics, hardly a violence schlock house, twice). I love the Japanese film Battle Royale, which is grotesque, but has many profound things to say about violence, as we watch violence throughout. I only wish the American knock-off (that claim disputed by its author) was nearly as brave about lingering in the ugliness of the murder of children by children. One of the best American films of 2013 was This Is The End, which was literally end of the world violent, and also profane, sexist, homophobic, and even a little racist, all very, very smartly turning the meaning of the acts witnessed on their heads. (It was also very, very, very funny.)

I am the father of a 4-year-old. He just recently started his superhero phase. (We’ll find out eventually whether it lasts for decades or not… but that’s another issue.) He spends hours jumping, kicking, punching, shooting webs, flying, exploding in fire, hulking out, slicing things with his claws, etc. His mother is not a fan of this activity. Sometimes, usually when I am being punched by surprise, I am not in love with it either. An elementary school we recently toured told us that kids who talk to them in interviews about superheroes are not likely to be admitted. When I mentioned this to a number of educators, their response was, “Avoid that school.” Why? Because superhero play is not only a known phase, but a critical tool for boys in separating from their mothers.

There are moments when my child points a loaded finger or someone else’s toy gun. Yet I have no fear of my child going out and killing someone intentionally. Why? Because even though he has access to violence in the culture, he is being raised by two non-violent people. He may be watching too much “Spiderman Unlimited,” but he is not watching “True Detective” with us. We do not have guns in our home and we do not teach him that violence is an answer to problems, by our words or our deeds. Also, he is not mentally ill. And if, God forbid, he were ever to become mentally ill, we would support him in treatment and certainly do everything we could to great a safe environment for him and everyone around him.

I personally feel that weapons have a very limited place in private homes, particularly in urban areas. I understand the idea of self-protection and if I lived in an isolated place, I would seriously consider it. But I have lived in big cities most of my life, often traveling through “bad neighborhoods” and have no patience with the idea that aside from very specific cases of protection, that anyone needs to be carrying a concealed weapon anywhere in my town. I would feel less safe in any place in Los Angeles knowing that anyone around me was carrying a handgun.

I believe that this country would be more safe with a lot fewer guns.

However, I still believe that the #1 cause of gun violence is the absenteeism of family, friends, acquaintances, co-workers, etc. People need to pay attention to others, care for others, consider others.

Second for me is the easy access and proliferation of firearms in the country. You could take every gun away and bad things would still happen. For that matter, someone can be surrounded by interested people who simply can’t know what is going on in someone mentally-ill mind.

But the cop who killed Oscar Grant III didn’t pull the trigger because he saw too many violent movies. The mass murderer in Aurora couldn’t have done what he did without being able to get cheap, serious weapons without a background check. The mass murderer in Newtown was known to be mentally disturbed, seems to have had a specific problem with the school, and many of the weapons he used were his mother’s, serious guns right there in the house… and he also added more over the internet.

It sure would be comforting if we could blame movies and television and videogames and a culture of violence for these heinous acts. But we would only be lying to ourselves as we picked the lowest possible hanging fruit. That doesn’t mean that studios and other film funders should not consider what they choose to make more carefully. Early word on a very violent sequel coming out next month is that it is much more sexually violent than the first film… and maybe that will sell some tickets. Disgusting.

Stanley Kubrick made one of the greatest films in the history of the medium, released in the United States on February 2, 1972. A Clockwork Orange. It should have been rated X because it is a film for adults. It is a film of great importance. It is loaded with quite graphic sex and violence. It also speaks quite memorably to efforts to correct abusers of sex and violence.

Just months after the film’s release in the UK, there were 3 incidents in which violent crimes were connected to A Clockwork Orange. Kubrick asked Warner Bros to take the film out of distribution in the UK and it was not legally seen again in that country for 30 years… when it played on television.

For me, Kubrick was the greatest filmmaker ever. And I think he made a mistake with this choice. But I also think the choice was personal, not societal. He didn’t want his art or his family to be connected to ugliness. And in just a few months, multiple idiots/ill people had done just that. So he clamped down. I think he took away something profoundly insightful and actually helpful as a preventative against violence from his second home nation.

Art reflects society. And people in society can choose to make art a part of their lives in terrible ways, whether it is The Bible or “The Catcher in The Rye,” or A Clockwork Orange. But I will choose to read the Bible (and the holy books of other religions) with my son and we will discuss it. He will read “The Catcher in the Rye” and we will discuss it. And when he is a teenager, I will show him A Clockwork Orange… and Apocalypse Now and The Godfather and Reservoir Dogs and Carnal Knowledge and The Bridge Over The River Kwai and Lawrence of Arabia and Scarface and No Country For Old Men and so many other films, loving and profane. And we will discuss them.

And if he is of healthy mind, you and I and the world will be safe of him. And he will have greater insight to be more kind and more thoughtful and a better part of his community for having experienced great art that speaks to the darkness of humanity.

And if he is not of healthy mind, no movie or television show will make him more or less dangerous to me or to you or yours. And if that horror comes to his life and that of his family, I hope that I or others who love this individual with help to keep him and everyone in the wide world around him safe from that illness.

But barring the sad case of mental illness, I fear no movie’s impact on my son… nor Salinger… nor The Brothers Grimm… nor The Bible… nor The Koran… nor Elmer Fudd. We grow by telling the story. If we do not tell the stories, that is when I start to fear for us all.

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13 Responses to “Movie Violence, Harvey Weinstein, Anita Busch & Me”

  1. berg says:

    hear, hear … just some observations … an ep from the second season of Hawaii Five 0 was pulled after airing and has never been seen since, certainly not in any dvd release or syndication … Bored She Hung Herself had a scene where somebody fakes a hanging and someone tried the same thing, unsuccessfully, a few days later and it caused a brouhaha … also only saw Stay Away, Joe years later on TCM …. it was shot in Sedona, AZ, and yes the levels of Mickey Rooney – Breakfast at Tiffany’s racism are multiple, yet it contains two of the best songs from Elvis’ mid period … “Stay Away Joe” with the melody borrowed from Henry VIII and “U.S. Male,” as powerful as any alt country rock that would follow ….. also I see no difference from a scene where a guy gets his head bashed in with a baseball bat (Basterds) and a scene where a guy gets so fucked up on quays he totally wrecks his car and then his home (Wolf) … both are a bit extreme yes but they are visual metaphors for the world inhabited by its characters

  2. QG says:

    We shall have to grant the point that you cannot censor the imagination of others nor perhaps even your own. But you can practice self-restraint in the behavior that follows and that is always wise counsel. This applies even to the writer who sits at the blank page of a screenplay and all he can come up with to begin is, “So and so blows the other guy’s f**ckin’ head off,” (I’ll work out the details later). Whether the original line and whatever follows (book, film, TV show), could possibly be considered moral or whether it is reprehensible and worthy of condemnation, we might generously suppose depends on the motivation. In Hollywood, most always, that is surpassingly easy to discern.

    You say “art,” ha ha ha ha ha, which is laughable. Or some attempt to teach people not to do something by showing other people doing it. Which is also laughable. Those who might learn from that by and large already know it. The others, as for example Wall Street bankers watching Wolf, just riotously enjoy it as self-reinforcment.

    None of this is “art,” it’s friggin’ commerce, lowest common denominator psychic poison. We may admire the craft as we suffer the content, but that’s a far cry from art. And what remains essential is exactly self-restraint, among the creators as well as consumers. Art must be something elevating, influenced by which we will find neither the need nor the enjoyment of any form of violence or debauchery.

    (BTW, I always think the most violent film I’ve ever seen is Glengarry Glen Ross.)

  3. palmtree says:

    I think a good deal of what separates Catcher in the Rye from movie violence is that imagery can be consumed passively and thus can be acquired without thinking too much about what it means. It’s harder to get that reading a book, where you have to actively engage in the author’s words. Ironically, part of what makes A Clockwork Orange so scary is that it shows someone being pummeled by passive images into submission.

    So yes, great art can shed light on violence and darkness, but only if it is accompanied by thought and engagement. I do think we need to start teaching visual literacy to kids so that they don’t just accept the images they receive, but they question them the way most great artists like Scorsese want them to (was it a red car or a white one?).

  4. JY says:

    QG,

    You state that “art must be elevating” and shouldn’t incite the enjoyment of any form of violence and debauchery…

    Fine. But do bare in mind that your definition of art, or rather, your imposition of what art should be, applies to films such as Taxi Driver, A Clockwork Orange, The Wild Bunch, A History of Violence and the entire filmographies of the filmmakers responsible for those, for they have never depicted violence for the purpose to entertain or incite any form of enjoyment in the spectator. As a matter of fact, if something they incite is thought.

    You laugh at the idea of art films attempting “to teach people not to do something by showing other people doing it”, which only further suggest, in my humble opinion, just how short-sighted your concept of “art” is.

    Art doesn’t teach. Art explores. To reduce the work of some of our master filmmakers to “moral lessons” is, to me, what is actually laughable.

    If someone watches Wolf of Wall Street and finds the debauchery not over-the-top, grotesque, and all kinds of wrong, but exciting and something to aspire to in life, doesn’t that say more about the person than the film?

    And one final thought… as an artist myself, self-restraint and art don’t really go together.

  5. movieman says:

    Stanley Kubrick made one of the greatest films in the history of the medium, released in the United States on February 2, 1972. A Clockwork Orange.

    The Kubrick movie opened in the U.S. on December 19, 1971.

  6. Nick says:

    Wasn’t Only God Forgives a Weinstein Radius release? I know I saw it in theaters last year. That movie was relentlessly violent. If we’re counting Dimension, the Halloween movies are gratuitously violent, but no movie can ever be accused of being more violent than Inside. A French horror film the Weinsteins released back in 2007 or so. Look it up.

    May be the most violent movie I’ve ever seen.

  7. LexG says:

    Violence RULES.

  8. hcat says:

    She gets the supply and demand for screen violence switched up. Hollywood is not cramming it down our throats, we are politely requesting more and more of it.

    And who does a study of violence that goes back past the Goddamn Hays code? Of course film is more violent than the 50’s, but if you look at the 70’s, 80’s and 90’s violence seems to have toned down quite a bit, and the fact that violence is deemed alright for teens is more telling about how we view sex and language than it is about violence.

    This is like investigating Berkowitz and placing culpability on the dog.

  9. Hank Graham says:

    A slight correction: When “Clockwork Orange” opened, it was rated X. It got re-rated a while later.

    [ED NOTE, via Warners: A year after its release, Kubrick replaced thirty seconds of the film in order to get the rating changed to an R.”]

  10. Sam says:

    “Of course film is more violent than the 50′s, but if you look at the 70′s, 80′s and 90′s violence seems to have toned down quite a bit…”

    Has it? I’m not so sure. Saw and its ilk amped up the violence and gruesomeness of the 80s slasher flicks, for example. Rambo and The Expendables trump (if only slightly in some cases) Stallone’s work from the 80s. The Asian imports of choice now are things like The Raid rather than Rumble In the Bronx and Supercop. Tarantino…well, I’m not sure there was ever a Tarantino of the 70s and 80s, but maybe that makes my point right there.

    I’m sure there are other ways to cherry pick comparisons that support the opposite conclusion, but I guess the bottom line is it just doesn’t seem very cut and dried to me.

  11. Hcat says:

    Sam, you do make some good points and having avoided all the saws and catapillars and their ilk perhaps I am just not seeing the most violent films. I’ll admit when I was writing that I wasn’t really looking too far beyond the top 25s, and the films you cite are all Lionsgate and Weinstein, so perhaps the fringes are getting more violent (Rambo certainly does have the same BO impact he did in the eighties). For the eighties I’m thinking of things like road warrior, robocop and total recall, even the lethal weapons had some gruesome stuff in them compared to the super hero tentpoles of today (iron man 3 was by far the cuddliest Shane black film). And that is where I was coming from, the tentpoles and oscar films have mostly been nerfed compared to casino, private Ryan, Braveheart, Scarface etc. Though this may also be because…..

    While the acts of violence have increases the tone of the movies are less bleak. Tarrintino would probably list peckinpah, and Fuller among his influences, and while they might not have the same body count they seem more violent, more bleak (maybe its Warren Oates, I don’t know). Since kill bill Tarantino films have this jaunty Welcome To Movie World feel to them that undercuts the brutality onscreen. While bastards was a rough sit, nothing in it matched the tanks rolling over the thinly buried soldiers in the big red one, and even with the ridiculous palooka vs. ninja climax of the killer elite, Peckinpah kept the violence at a visceral bone crunching bone level.

    The same goes for the raid, there may have been fewer shots fired in hard boiled but I don’t see how it is somehow less violent.

  12. The Big Perm says:

    Dude, if you’re only looking at the top 25s then you’re most likely looking at a bunch of PG-13 movies.

  13. Hcat says:

    Well that’s sort of what I am trying to say, all the top movies are pg-13, while in previous decades there was a higher representation of r-rated violent movies, leading me to feel that the earlier years had more on-screen violence. Do movies seem more violent to you?

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