Monday, March 13, 2006
What would an Israel-bashing play be without an appearance by the old Trotskyite herself, Vanessa Redgrave -- all geared up for the modern era with a dash of botox and an appearance in Counterpunch: The Second Death of Rachel Corrie - Censorship of the Worst Kind
This is censorship of the worst kind. More awful even than that.It is black-listing a dead girl and her diaries.A very brave and exceptional girl who all citizens, whatever their faith or nationality, should be proud and grateful for her existence. They couldn't silence her voice while she lived, so she was killed. Her voice began to speak again as Alan Rickman read her diaries, and Megan Dodds became Rachel Corrie.Now the New York Theatre Workshop have silenced that dear voice...
Honestly, Camelot and the Harry Potter movies have been ruined for me. Redgrave's career is a living testament to the lie that the Jews control show business. Well, at least the wrong Jews control it.
Redgrave is utterly revolting. For decades, she's been announcing that "there's no place in the world" for Israel, that Israeli soldires kill Arab children for sport, and that a cabal of Zionist Jews controls the media in the US and UK (yeah, right.) She's consistently expressed support for Islamist terror in Israel and elsewhere, going so far as to shield and fund a Checnyan radical with direct ties to the Beslan school massacre.
While she's given some good performances on film and stage in the past, I now refuse to buy or rent any of her movies--she uses the money she makes from her roles to support Marxist/Stalinist political groups in England and terror groups in the Palestinian Authority. It shouldn't surprise anyone that she's been an official UN ambassador to the Middle East.
If you have the stomach to read her "article" on the disgusting Counterpunch website, you'll find that her writing skills are, shall we say, rudimentary at best. Anytime I've seen her interviewed, I've always come with thinking she's a dull tool. An acquaintance who worked behind the scenes on one of her London shows claims that she's actually borderline retarded, which would explain a lot.
It pleases me to imagine this is true.
Like broadcast journalists and news anchors, actors should be viewed as nothing more than meat puppets until they prove themselves otherwise.
To listen to Redgrave's whining, you'd think she was talking about Anne Frank and not some snot-nosed, loud-mouthed idiot whose "human aid" work consisted of teaching Palestinian children how to set fire to paper representations of the US flag and trying to protect bomb smuggling tunnels.
I agree, Sol. I've avoided Vanessa Redgrave's work for years... and I'm disappointed by Alan Rickman. He's a great actor; I wish he would stay away from politics. (I feel the same way about Glenda Jackson, who is rather more heavily involved.)
(Say, wouldn't it be interesting to arrange a meeting -- between Alan Rickman and the Israeli who dubs his voice in the Hebrew-language Harry Potter movies...)
respectfully,
Daniel in Brookline
Oh. Rickman. Never mind.
Yeah, in retrospect the Potter reference was a little obscure.
"They couldn't silence her voice while she lived, so she was killed."
I thought her death was an accident. Also, I don't understand the logic here. Who had ever heard of her when she lived? Who had the slightest interest in killing her, any more than any other demonstrator? Where is the cause and effect here? Where is the logic here?
I haven't been following the story of play's fortunes too closely, but I thought that attendance at the London production was pretty poor. Wouldn't that explain the play's failure to be produced elsewhere?
There's been some confusion between the play and the Cantata. The Cantata did poorly, but the play did well...of course, that was in London. Think it would do anything in New York? I doubt it.
It might do well in New York, though not without a lot of noise and protest. Perhaps that's what they wanted to avoid. I still wouldn't call that censorship.