Sunday, August 9, 2009

An Amen to NYTimes writer Bob Hebert

August 8, 2009-NYTimes
OP-ED COLUMNIST

Women at Risk

“I actually look good. I dress good, am clean-shaven, bathe, touch of cologne — yet 30 million women rejected me,” wrote George Sodini in a blog that he kept while preparing for this week’s shooting in a Pennsylvania gym in which he killed three women, wounded nine others and then killed himself.

We’ve seen this tragic ritual so often that it has the feel of a formula. A guy is filled with a seething rage toward women and has easy access to guns. The result: mass slaughter.

Back in the fall of 2006, a fiend invaded an Amish schoolhouse in rural Pennsylvania, separated the girls from the boys, and then shot 10 of the girls, killing five.

I wrote, at the time, that there would have been thunderous outrage if someone had separated potential victims by race or religion and then shot, say, only the blacks, or only the whites, or only the Jews. But if you shoot only the girls or only the women — not so much of an uproar.

According to police accounts, Sodini walked into a dance-aerobics class of about 30 women who were being led by a pregnant instructor. He turned out the lights and opened fire. The instructor was among the wounded.

We have become so accustomed to living in a society saturated with misogyny that the barbaric treatment of women and girls has come to be more or less expected.

We profess to being shocked at one or another of these outlandish crimes, but the shock wears off quickly in an environment in which the rape, murder and humiliation of females is not only a staple of the news, but an important cornerstone of the nation’s entertainment.

The mainstream culture is filled with the most gruesome forms of misogyny, and pornography is now a multibillion-dollar industry — much of it controlled by mainstream U.S. corporations.

One of the striking things about mass killings in the U.S. is how consistently we find that the killers were riddled with shame and sexual humiliation, which they inevitably blamed on women and girls. The answer to their feelings of inadequacy was to get their hands on a gun (or guns) and begin blowing people away.

What was unusual about Sodini was how explicit he was in his blog about his personal shame and his hatred of women. “Why do this?” he asked. “To young girls? Just read below.” In his gruesome, monthslong rant, he managed to say, among other things: “It seems many teenage girls have sex frequently. One 16 year old does it usually three times a day with her boyfriend. So, err, after a month of that, this little [expletive] has had more sex than ME in my LIFE, and I am 48. One more reason.”

I was reminded of the Virginia Tech gunman, Seung-Hui Cho, who killed 32 people in a rampage at the university in 2007. While Cho shot males as well as females, he was reported to have previously stalked female classmates and to have leaned under tables to take inappropriate photos of women. A former roommate said Cho once claimed to have seen “promiscuity” when he looked into the eyes of a woman on campus.

Soon after the Virginia Tech slayings, I interviewed Dr. James Gilligan, who spent many years studying violence as a prison psychiatrist in Massachusetts and as a professor at Harvard and N.Y.U. “What I’ve concluded from decades of working with murderers and rapists and every kind of violent criminal,” he said, “is that an underlying factor that is virtually always present to one degree or another is a feeling that one has to prove one’s manhood, and that the way to do that, to gain the respect that has been lost, is to commit a violent act.”

Life in the United States is mind-bogglingly violent. But we should take particular notice of the staggering amounts of violence brought down on the nation’s women and girls each and every day for no other reason than who they are. They are attacked because they are female.

A girl or woman somewhere in the U.S. is sexually assaulted every couple of minutes or so. The number of seriously battered wives and girlfriends is far beyond the ability of any agency to count.

There were so many sexual attacks against women in the armed forces that the Defense Department had to revise its entire approach to the problem.

We would become much more sane, much healthier, as a society if we could bring ourselves to acknowledge that misogyny is a serious and pervasive problem, and that the twisted way so many men feel about women, combined with the absurdly easy availability of guns, is a toxic mix of the most tragic proportions.


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Chicago Screening: The Flick the Bird Lesson


Flashpoint Academy screened $ GAME to a class of film, video and digital students on Monday afternoon, followed by an evening screening for a group of old friends and former athletes from my alma mater, Northwestern University. Here's a shot of me with FP owner & founder Howard Tullman, my longtime pal. Howard gave us a tour of his state-of-the-art school, its hallways filled with his incredible art collection. 

Here's a photo of Howard (and me) in a forest with former Northwestern athletes.


Here's me handling Q & A during the evening session. (On Friday I see the doctor and if he says I'm done with rehab, I will no longer have a perfect excuse for wearing sneakers and jeans.)


These two screenings taught me the Flick the Bird Lesson. The younger crowd -- the students, mostly male 18 to 22 -- laughed loudly at the point in the film when the girl flips off Ruby (for no apparent reason). The Northwestern crowd did not laugh. (A few of my friends admitted they didn't get the bird scene either--nor did I, but as a writer-producer-actress who wants to respect a director's space, you must pick and limit your questions carefully.) 

The take-away from me was a reminder of what I knew but didn't appreciate until producing something for the screen: what I think is funny may not be funny according to others; what others think is funny sometimes doesn't make me laugh. (My 7th grade students often roared at Austin Powers scenes and jokes; I sat there laughing at my students, not at the screen.) I've heard this lesson from stand-up comedians who say they must adjust their game based on who's in the house. The problem with movie-making is that you want to fill the house and make everyone laugh from sixth graders to seniors without having to change a thing. 

Overall both crowds enjoyed the short with the understanding that it's a selling tool for the full feature. But truth be told, the kids laughed more.  I text-messaged Tom this assessment and he Tom says we'll take laughter from kids any and every day of the week.

Some more photos...this one of former Northwestern athletes and staff.

And saving the best for last, here is a shot of me with my two college roommates, Steph and Lauryn. I enjoyed staying with them and spending time with their families.





Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Some of the Pop on $ GAME


The emails, text messages and phone calls flooded MOHOSTUDIO.COM after the screening. Before I list the sampling, here's a shot of the boy who stole the show, Marquis Rodriguez, who played the role of Ruby. After the screening, I turned around to my family and my dad and uncle didn't say, "Congrats! You were terrific! Loved seeing you up there!" They said, "Who's the kid? He was awesome!" My tap dance teacher was kind enough to let me use her studio for a last-minute casting call two days before we started shooting. And that's where I found Marquis.

“I just wanted to say again how much I admired your accomplishment in realizing "$ Game" to the big screen. There is a ton of energy and good humor packed into it, as evidenced by the crowd reaction the other night, and also a lot of well-earned sentiment. I love the trumpet player parts and thought they carried a lot of that spirit from the longer screenplay into the short. There was a brief moment of eye-contact between you and Reo toward the end that I thought had the kind of chemistry that many films spend two hours trying to establish and often fail.” -- Tim B.

“You were $! Clever, exciting, well-acted, and those hoops scenes were strongly edited. You willed this to happen by the sheer force of you. Your mother would have been very very proud of you.” – Jack R.

“Mo, I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed your film the other night. It was awesome. And I know you put a ton of work in over the last 5 years. I was so touched by the stories and tribute to your mother.” Jen S.



“Just awesome.” -- Dave L.

"Hey, Mo, Just wanted to congratulate you on an AMAZING job with $ Game! Glad all that hard work finally paid off! Hope I get to see a full-length movie soon! I’m rooting for you!” -- Deb B.

“Just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed the screening on Monday night. I think you and Tom did a great job. From my little experience with writing, I know that it is not easy to put pen to paper and create characters, plot, etc. And then to put it on film is another difficult challenge. You should be very proud of what you put together. Congratulations, and continued success.” – Simon L.

“Dear Maureen, Thank you so much for inviting me to be a part of your world the other night - you have every reason to be proud and joyous. That is wonderful piece of film and I wish you luck with Sundance.” – Tom T.

“The boys had a great time. Hopefully it gave them a good idea of what it means to have passion for something.” – Carol G.

“LOVED IT! Look at you, crazy talented ballplayer. I’m not ever playing against you, that’s for sure.” – Gil M.

“Great job getting to the finish line. You have a terrific supporting cast and a group that had a goal to get it done. Congratulations and keep at it!” -- Rob M.

“Lots of fun, particularly for hoops junkies.” -- Tom M.

“Supercongrats! It was really cool and fun.” -- Nunyo

“Great job, Maureen. You did it and you looked beautiful on the big screen. I can only imagine how much work it took to put it together - good luck with the next phase.” – Dave P.

“Great job, Mo. My mother and I had a great time last night. Thanks for inviting me.” – Ricky “7-footer” Lopes

“I just want to let you know how much we enjoyed being there last night. The film was fantastic. So well done. So fun and funny and inspirational. And, Tom was a fantastic emcee. There was such a great feeling in the room, with all the players there. And Marquis (sp?) who was sitting right in back of us, was so incredibly cute.” – Linda B.

“Mo, CONGRATS!!! The film was great – from the acting, to the sound, to the editing, all of it! I also thought your acting was great. I know that this was your baby, and you put so much into it, and I’m happy for you that it finally hit the screen! Enjoy it!” --Ted S.

“On behalf of my wife and myself we'd like to thank you for having us at the premiere last night. It was truly a great film and I fully expect big things from it.” -- Elix B.

“Hey, Mo. Wow that really was terrific. I thought the short was really realistic—a great message! I was so impressed with the participation and the cooperation to make it.” – Jamie M.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

$ Game Screening News & Photos

Well, here he is folks. Tom Cavanagh basked in the applause as he led us to the all-city title last night, bringing the house down with his artistic brilliance. The theatre was packed with 350 people--adults, teens, kids, men, women. When we gave people a chance to leave after the film -- to get home and put kids to bed -- not one person moved and someone called out, "Play it again!"

Here's the packed house:
Thanks to Ryan and Kevin Holohan, who drove three hours to stand in as bouncers for the screening (I asked them to put on weight and look big for this role). Immediately after the show, they had to return upstate and report to work. And my brother Kevin came, despite the fact that he has three little ones -- the 1.5 year old broke her leg on Saturday coming down a slide -- his wife insisted he go to NYC to see the blockbuster short of the decade.

Such troopers!

Big Ricky Lopes, who played the role of Thug #1 but could not be a nicer gentlemen.










Here's Ben "Boo" Greene, who played our third teammate in the Harlem Hustle scenes.

















Line producer Holly Hurley with trumpet coach Joey V.


Keith "Truck" Hudson, our musical supervisor and sideline player strikes a pose.


Me with my hair straightened and sporting the pretty necklace my Aunt Carol let me borrow. I prefer wild curls, but my sister told me I had to look a little more collected for the evening.







Speaking of my sister, her she is, as she put it, "Keeping the reigns on Dad." (Dad is a proud Irish gentleman who can tell stories upon stories, adding much fiction to fact to the point where we have to call a time out.)



Now for the total stud who played the supporting role of Reo, Mr. Chris Collins...

Here's the very pretty and friendly Maureen Cavanagh in the mix...

DeeMorris and Tom.

Dan and Luke ... pickup player, thug & emcee, both stand-up comedians.


Tom with his buddy Rasheed.


Me talking to Rob Burnett, one of the best moments of the last eight years of my life.
Mary Ciuk, my college assistant coach and I laughing along with my brother Ryan.

And before we move to the after party, we must get those team photos. Here are a few that show how difficult it is to get the siblings together and to stand still, show affection and in unison, smile at the camera. Here we are looking for Dad to join us ... he's yakking someone's ear off ...


Here we are. I am one of the smallest Holohans, and I am no lightweight. Ryan and Kevin are going to have a weigh-in at Thanksgiving this year, and we're going to bet on who's got more padding, but not playing any football.

And here we are, after convincing Ryan to stop talking so we can focus and get this over with. Dad, as expected, is in a conversation with someone else.

And here is some of the crew from Wynantskill, N.Y.: Neighbors, high school friends, my post-college roommate, Mama P along with Tom C.

$ GAME After-Party Photos!

Producer and superb comedic actor Victor Hawks and Ginger.


Tom Cav and our super sound mixer John Bosch...


Some of the girls who road-tripped from my hometown.

My brother Ryan and Jeff Harley. Jeff grew up across the street from us and was by far, one of the most competitive kids on the block. After working at the hardware store for years, never having gone to college, he found his passion: health and fitness. He now owns 37 health and fitness centers in North and South Carolina.


And last, Chris Collins and me.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

$ GAME POSTER complete!


Here's the poster--finished it just in time for screening, $ GAME website + Sundance submission! Screening is at Columbia U on Sept. 15th...over 350 people have RSVP'd!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Photoshoot in the Outerbanks



My sister Meghan saw that I'd accomplished my goal of writing 100 pages and said, "Good, just get in the car and let's drive." I strapped on my boot, packed a bag, got into the rental and we were off on the first vacation I've taken in about 1.5 years (due mostly to $ GAME cost and timing issues plus an issue I have with not giving myself time off unless I've earned it.)

I was not supposed to swim in the ocean due to my recent ankle reconstruction (thanks to $ GAME, too, another blog) and the fact that the waves, driven by undercurrents of pre-Hannah, were knocking healthy people over. My sister helped me into the water and it was fun until a wave hit me so hard that I crashed into her and ended up being wrapped around her ankles.

Activities (everyone else enjoyed, but I could not participate in) included: tennis, swimming, Marco Polo, synchronized swimming competition (I was a judge), biking, golf.

Activities (where I could play, too): kayaking with Gman, trivial pursuit and sitting on the couch, staring in shock and fear as we watched Sarah Palin become the Republican party's rock star.

Here are my photos, some of them are doctored with a paint tool.

Vote on your favorite photo:


Meghan H. over the shoulder.

Meg H. having a brew.


Patrika and Meg H.

Gman

Lavinia and her husband making a whirlpool.

Mike B and Meg H.

Another one of Mike B.

This could be my favorite. Not the best light and the camera started throwing a fit. But here is pretty Lavinia, aka Vinny, our Romanian sister.

Meg striking a Women's Health pose.

This is Trika. I dry brushed her a bit. The natural photo may be better.

Me as sexy house photographer, dressed like an albino.

Here's me in my OBX office, a screened-in porch overlooking the ocean. I spent most of my working hours planning the NYC screening of $ GAME. I also found a small gym where I could lift and a coffee shop for my daily run. Gman and I did go kayaking though. The plan after we were done was to say the heck with doctor's orders, I'm going to put on the Speedo and swim the sound!

Problem was that the sound was a gigantic five-foot mud puddle. It was best to stay in the boat.

Yes, we did eventually get in the water after going through a demo on land. I enjoyed our easy (free) ride and the lesson on the environment. Meg and Mike bailed on us second before we departed.

Here's a grainy shot of me in the Speedo, having had no luck with our swim in the sound. Meg and I went in the ocean and I enjoyed getting knocked around for a while. The ankle felt great, so I decided to push it with a walk in the ocean, no boot, no brace.

My sister took this photo of me when I was unaware of her presence, preoccupied with simply putting one foot in front of the other. I painted it in photoshop. It's the perfect shot of a washed-up athlete with a sore back and an ankle on the mend.

Looking forward to going back to OBX next year.