I have a whole house full of dinner guests on for tonight, but when I saw this story at Jezebel today, I just had to comment.
In an interview with Express, Sandra Bullock comes across as a remarkably composed, totally kickass and inspiring woman (probably because that’s exactly what she is).
Discussing her swift divorce from former husband Jesse James, she said simply, “My mother raised me not to depend on a man for anything. I may have taken that to extremes.”
Oh, you’ve taken that to extremes have you? Let’s just take a look at that claim, shall we?
On IMDB, I found that Sandra has 43 live action feature films to her credit. 5 of them were directed by women. FIVE! The other 38 were directed by men. Yah, she’s really taking that NOT DEPENDING ON A MAN FOR HER ENTIRE FUCKING CAREER THING TO EXTREMES, isn’t she?
Here’s the list, just so you can get a sense of how many MEN made Sandra what she is, professionally, today.
Hangman – J. Christian Ingvordsen
Six Million Dollar Man – Alan J. Levi
Starting From Scratch – Brian Cooke
Who Shot Patakango – Robert Brooks
Religion, Inc. – Daniel Adams
The Preppie Murder – John Herzeld
Love Potion #9 – Dale Launer
The Vanishing – George Sluizer
When The Party’s Over – Matthew Irmas
The Thing Called Love – Peter Bogdanovich
Fire on the Amazon – Luis Llosa
Demolition Man – Marco Brambilla
Wrestling Ernest Hemingway – Randa Haines
Speed – Jan de Bont
Who Do I Gotta Kill?- Frank Rainone
While You Were Sleeping – Jon Turtletaub
The Net – Irwin Winkler
Two If By Sea – Bill Bennett
A Time to Kill – Joel Schumacher
In Love and War – Richard Attenborough
Speed 2 – Jan de Bont
Hope Floats – Forest Whitaker
Practical Magic – Griffin Dunne
Forces of Nature – Bronwen Hughes
Gun Shy – Eric Blakeney
28 Days- Betty Thomas
Famous – Griffin Dunne
Miss Congeniality – Donald Petrie
Murder By Numbers – Barbet Schroder (he’s a man)
Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood – Callie Khouri
Two Weeks Notice – Marc Lawrence
Crash – Paul Haggis
Loverboy – Kevin Bacon
Miss Congeniality 2 – John Pasquin
The Lake House – Alejandro Agresti
Infamous – Douglas McGrath
Premonition – Mennan Yapo
The Proposal –Anne Fletcher
All About Steve – Phil Traill
The Blind Side – John Lee Hancock
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close – Stephen Daldry
The Heat – Paul Fieg
Gravity – Alfonso Cuaron
You hear that guys? Pay attention now, Christian, Alan, Brian, Robert, Daniel, John, Dale, George, Matthew, Peter, Luis, Marco, Jan, Frank, Jon, Bill, Joel, Richard, Forest, Griffin, Eric, Donald, Barbet, Marc, Paul, Kevin, John, Alejandro, Douglas, Mennan, Phil, John, Stephen, Paul and Alfonso.
SANDRA BULLOCK HAS NEVER DEPENDED ON YOU FOR ANYTHING!
Oh, wait. It gets better. Sandra has some producing credits, too. Of eight films that she produced, she hired a woman to direct exactly ONE of them. All the others were men, but she never depended on them to do a fantastic job and earn her a shit ton of money, right? Sandra’s income, career, fame and general ability to take care of herself HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MEN OR THE WORK THAT MEN DO.
You’re used to reciting lines off a script, right Sandra?
Here’s what you say next time someone asks you about your ex-husband:
Yeah, it looks like I ended up married to a dirt-bag, but I refuse to be one of those women who uses the behaviour of one man to paint all men as unworthy, undependable scumbags. I mean really, I picked him! It says a lot more about my own judgement than it does about men, doesn’t it?. My entire career, I have been able to depend on men – without Jan de Bont and Speed, I probably wouldn’t have a career. I’m grateful to all the men who have trusted me and hired me and depended on me to give them the performance they wanted, and in return, I depend on them. Because the truth is, all most of us want is the best, from ourselves and for one another.
If Sandra really, truly, took her refusal to depend on men to an extreme, I would think she was an idiot, but I wouldn’t begrudge her the right to limit her life in such a fashion.
Whatever. Do whatever the fuck you like.
But when her words are SO BLATANTLY CONTRADICTED BY REALITY, I have to say something.
Why, Sandy? Why would you say that? Do you not see that without men you would be slinging lattes in some coffee shop like all the other wannabe actresses unqualified to do anything other than play dress-up for a living?
It’s such bullshit. Call your husband an asshole. Go ahead. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. Maybe you’re not quite the innocent little flower you pretend to be – you are an actress after all. But that doesn’t make you stupid. Or blind.
Unless willfully so.
So smarten up! Open your eyes!
And have some gratitude for all the men who cast you in their films and gave you the life you have.
It’s the least you can do.
Lots of love,