By Jueseppi B.
After over two decades of silence, Dylan Farrow has spoken out about the alleged inappropriate touching her father, Woody Allen, had done to her at the age of 7. Now 28 and happily married, Farrow has spoken out via an open letter published on the New York Times blog site.
It was apparently her estranged father’s latest Oscar nomination that triggered Farrow’s desire to speak out. She recounts, with simple, poignant words, the memories of her, Woody Allen, and toy trains, alone in the attic. Hers are words that seem to ring with truth, although Allen has vehemently denied any wrongdoing and was never charged with any crime.
From The New York Times & Nicholas Kristof:
Dylan, Allen’s adopted daughter who is now married and living in Florida under a different name, tells me that she has been traumatized for more than two decades by what took place; last year, she was belatedly diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder. She says that when she heard of the Golden Globe award being given to Allen she curled up in a ball on her bed, crying hysterically.
With everyone else commenting, she decided to weigh in as well. (Full disclosure: I am a friend of her mother, Mia, and brother Ronan, and that’s how Dylan got in touch with me.) She has written a letter that I’m posting in full on my blog,nytimes.com/ontheground. I reached out to Allen several days ago, and he declined to comment on the record.
An Open Letter From Dylan Farrow
By DYLAN FARROW
What’s your favorite Woody Allen movie? Before you answer, you should know: when I was seven years old, Woody Allen took me by the hand and led me into a dim, closet-like attic on the second floor of our house. He told me to lay on my stomach and play with my brother’s electric train set. Then he sexually assaulted me. He talked to me while he did it, whispering that I was a good girl, that this was our secret, promising that we’d go to Paris and I’d be a star in his movies. I remember staring at that toy train, focusing on it as it traveled in its circle around the attic. To this day, I find it difficult to look at toy trains.
For as long as I could remember, my father had been doing things to me that I didn’t like. I didn’t like how often he would take me away from my mom, siblings and friends to be alone with him. I didn’t like it when he would stick his thumb in my mouth. I didn’t like it when I had to get in bed with him under the sheets when he was in his underwear. I didn’t like it when he would place his head in my naked lap and breathe in and breathe out. I would hide under beds or lock myself in the bathroom to avoid these encounters, but he always found me. These things happened so often, so routinely, so skillfully hidden from a mother that would have protected me had she known, that I thought it was normal. I thought this was how fathers doted on their daughters. But what he did to me in the attic felt different. I couldn’t keep the secret anymore.
When I asked my mother if her dad did to her what Woody Allen did to me, I honestly did not know the answer. I also didn’t know the firestorm it would trigger. I didn’t know that my father would use his sexual relationship with my sister to cover up the abuse he inflicted on me. I didn’t know that he would accuse my mother of planting the abuse in my head and call her a liar for defending me. I didn’t know that I would be made to recount my story over and over again, to doctor after doctor, pushed to see if I’d admit I was lying as part of a legal battle I couldn’t possibly understand. At one point, my mother sat me down and told me that I wouldn’t be in trouble if I was lying – that I could take it all back. I couldn’t. It was all true. But sexual abuse claims against the powerful stall more easily. There were experts willing to attack my credibility. There were doctors willing to gaslight an abused child.
After a custody hearing denied my father visitation rights, my mother declined to pursue criminal charges, despite findings of probable cause by the State of Connecticut – due to, in the words of the prosecutor, the fragility of the “child victim.” Woody Allen was never convicted of any crime. That he got away with what he did to me haunted me as I grew up. I was stricken with guilt that I had allowed him to be near other little girls. I was terrified of being touched by men. I developed an eating disorder. I began cutting myself. That torment was made worse by Hollywood. All but a precious few (my heroes) turned a blind eye. Most found it easier to accept the ambiguity, to say, “who can say what happened,” to pretend that nothing was wrong. Actors praised him at awards shows. Networks put him on TV. Critics put him in magazines. Each time I saw my abuser’s face – on a poster, on a t-shirt, on television – I could only hide my panic until I found a place to be alone and fall apart.
Last week, Woody Allen was nominated for his latest Oscar. But this time, I refuse to fall apart. For so long, Woody Allen’s acceptance silenced me. It felt like a personal rebuke, like the awards and accolades were a way to tell me to shut up and go away. But the survivors of sexual abuse who have reached out to me – to support me and to share their fears of coming forward, of being called a liar, of being told their memories aren’t their memories – have given me a reason to not be silent, if only so others know that they don’t have to be silent either.
Today, I consider myself lucky. I am happily married. I have the support of my amazing brothers and sisters. I have a mother who found within herself a well of fortitude that saved us from the chaos a predator brought into our home.
But others are still scared, vulnerable, and struggling for the courage to tell the truth. The message that Hollywood sends matters for them.
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?
(A note from Nicholas Kristof: In 1993, accusations that Woody Allen had abused his adoptive daughter, Dylan Farrow, filled the headlines, part of a sensational story about the celebrity split between Allen and his girlfriend, Mia Farrow. This is a case that has been written about endlessly, but this is the first time that Dylan Farrow herself has written about it in public. It’s important to note that Woody Allen was never prosecuted in this case and has consistently denied wrongdoing; he deserves the presumption of innocence. So why publish an account of an old case on my blog? Partly because the Golden Globe lifetime achievement award to Allen ignited a debate about the propriety of the award. Partly because the root issue here isn’t celebrity but sex abuse. And partly because countless people on all sides have written passionately about these events, but we haven’t fully heard from the young woman who was at the heart of them. I’ve written a column about this, but it’s time for the world to hear Dylan’s story in her own words.)
From The Hollywood Reporter:
Hollywood and the media reacted to allegations Farrow shared in The New York Times, where she wrote Woody Allen “sexually assaulted” her as a child.
Dylan Farrow made disturbing allegations against Woody Allen Saturday, claiming the director “sexually assaulted” her when she was 7.
Farrow, the adopted daughter of Allen and Mia Farrow, published a firsthand account of the alleged abuse in an open letter posted on New YorkTimes columnist Nicholas Kristof‘s blog.
On Twitter, members of the entertainment industry and news media expressed support for Farrow, with some saying they could no longer separate their appreciation of Allen’s films from the allegations about his personal life.
Girls star Lena Dunham urged her Twitter followers to read the piece, tweeting “To share in this way is courageous, powerful and generous. Please read.”
Actor Adam Baldwin tweeted the allegations against Allen should surprise no one, while ESPN’s Jane McManus, wrote “Choose your heroes carefully and be willing to let them go. The National Journal‘s Bruce Arthur tweeted “You will never look at Woody Allen the same way. And you shouldn’t.” And novelist Sarah Dessen wrote the essay gave her “chills” and called Farrow “so freaking brave” for penning it.
Comedy writer Jenny Johnson shared a link to the letter, tweeting “Maybe this will help other victims and convince Hollywood to stop kissing Woody Allen’s ass,” while The Wall Street Journal‘sTom Gara tweeted simply “The end of Woody Allen.”
Jack Moore, one of the writers behind the popular SeinfeldToday parody Twitter account, questioned how people disgusted by Jerry Sandusky‘s actions at Penn State could still support Allen. “Woody Allen is a genius, who I’ve idolized my entire life,” he tweeted. “But to value his art over the well-being of an abused person is unconscionable.”
In her open letter, Farrow described he abuse: “[W]hen I was seven years old, Woody Allen took me by the hand and led me into a dim, closet-like attic on the second floor of our house. He told me to lay on my stomach and play with my brother’s electric train set. Then he sexually assaulted me.”
Allen has never been legally convicted of a crime related to the abuse allegations.
The allegations come as Allen’s latest film, Blue Jasmine, is nominated for three Academy Awards, including best original screenplay for the director. Farrow called out Blue Jasmine stars Alec Baldwin, Cate Blanchett, and Louis C.K. in the letter, asking “What if it had been your child”?
On Jan. 12, Ronan Farrow, the son of Allen and Mia Farrow, referenced the alleged abuse on Twitter after Diane Keaton accepted Allen’s Golden Globes honor: “Missed the Woody Allen tribute — did they put the part where a woman publicly confirmed he molested her at age 7 before or after Annie Hall?”
Allen and Mia Farrow ended their relationship in 1992, when allegations of the abuse surfaced. The director soon married Soon-Yi Previn, also Farrow’s adopted daughter.
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