According to a study done by the Centre for the Study of Women in Television and Film, In 2010, women comprised just 16% of all directors, executive producers, producers, writers, cinematographers, and editors working on the top 250 domestic grossing films (In the United States of America). The study analyzed behind-the-scenes employment of 2,649 individuals working on the top 250 domestic grossing films (foreign films omitted) of 2010 with combined domestic box office grosses of approximately $10.5 billion.
Here is a summary of their findings:
Women accounted for 10% of writers working on the top 250 films of 2010. 83% of the films had no female writers.
Women comprised 15% of all executive producers working on the top 250 films of 2010. 65% of the films had no female executive producers.
Women accounted for 24% of all producers working on the top 250 films of 2010. 33% of the films had no female producers.
Women comprised 7% of all directors working on the top 250 films of 2010. 93% of the films had no female directors.
Women accounted for 18% of all editors working on the top 250 films of 2010. 77% of the films had no female editor
Women comprised 2% of all cinematographers working on the top 250 films of 2010. 98% of the films had no female cinematographers
Hi, do you know where I can view Human Remains; is it online anywhere? Thanks.
Are you talking about the Jay Rosenblatt film? I don’t know where it’s available online to view in its entirety. Here is the link for the film if you wish to buy it: http://www.jayrosenblattfilms.com/human_remains.php I’m sure maybe your local library can help you out too or a university library. Good luck!
“[Marcia] was instrumental in changing the ending of Raiders, in which Indiana delivers the ark to Washington. Marion is nowhere to be seen, presumably stranded on an island with a submarine and a lot of melted Nazis. Marcia watched the rough cut in silence and then levelled the boom. She said there was no emotional resolution to the ending, because the girl disappears. ‘Everyone was feeling really good until she said that,’ Dunham recalls. ‘It was one of those, “Oh no we lost sight of that.” ’ Spielberg reshot the scene in downtown San Francisco, having Marion wait for Indiana on the steps on the government building. Marcia, once again, had come to the rescue.”—
From In Tribute to Marcia Lucas, by Michael Kaminski, from a greater work called The Secret History of Star Wars - the book’s website is here.
It took me several days, but I quite enjoyed this long, not-new, but fascinating look into Marcia Lucas, George’s first wife whose legacy as one of Hollywood’s first female editors has faded largely into obscurity because of the power of the Lucasfilm PR machine that has all but removed Marcia from the grand story of the pre-and-post-Star-Wars years. Film fans may think of Marcia as little more than “the woman who left George, leading to the darker Indiana Jones tone of Temple of Doom”, but this article includes a lot of research and interview material in which Marcia’s role as George’s editor and storytelling muse shines through. To hear her and others tell it, George was always great with technical and visual details, but Marcia’s editing skills went far to give heart to American Graffiti, Star Wars, Empire, Jedi and (to a lesser extent, the quote above notwithstanding) Raiders.
George Lucas is weak on storytelling and character? I know, hard to believe.
Of note: George Lucas has never won an Oscar for any Star Wars movie. But Marcia did, for editing A New Hope.
If you don’t know much about Marcia Lucas, block out some time and read that article. It’s pretty fascinating stuff.
“I’m just saying… if I was there it wouldn’t have gone down like that. Timmy wouldn’t have gotten electrocuted, Muldoon wouldn’t have been eaten, Nedry wouldn’t have been hired, and it’d end with me looking into the mirror saying “Clever boy.”—Mark Wahlberg reviews Jurassic Park (via thenewhotness)
Martin Freeman (on Benedict): He’s sweet and generous in an almost childlike way. He’s very easy to screw over. I could take advantage of him playing cards. Actually, I must take advantage of him playing cards. But as an actor, he’s one of the very few people I’ve worked with whose taste I don’t question. Even subconsciously I’m not going, ‘Well, I wouldn’t have done it like that.’ He commits.
Benedict Cumberbatch: He’s always doing kung fu on me. We’ll be standing around, and I won’t be paying any attention to him, and then he suddenly goes, ‘HYYYMMNNNN’ and his hand is right next to my windpipe.
Benedict on Retraftas: It’s something Martin and I made up. Where you act so badly, they come and take your Bafta off you.
“Why is Downton Abbey the realest show on TV? Is it because the Crawleys own Yorkshire like fox terriers own the Westminster dog show? Is it because of Ms. O’Brien, a lady’s maid so cold she could make ice crumpets in hell? Is it because in season one Thomas wanted to be Lord Grantham’s valet so bad he fucking framed Bates for stealing the wine? Is it because basically everyone on that show is gangsta? You think Mary Crawley isn’t gangsta? When cousin Matthew was like, I’ll marry you, and she’s like, I don’t know, maybe, I’m not even sure you’re in line to inherit the estate? Damn, Mary! I mean that bitch won’t even wear a hat twice. You see her in a velveteen cloche in episode one? Don’t plan on seeing that thing again. And let’s not even discuss the fact that she fucked a Turkish man to death. And what about Maggie Smith, a.k.a. the female Dumbledore from Harry Potter, a.k.a. the Dowager Countess of Grantham? You know how she gets about flowers, and how she went all bawse in season one during the village rose competition? Well, let’s just say it’s not long into season two that she comes into contact with some bulrushes she does not think belong in a Downton arrangement.
Because if you thought season one was insane, wait until you see season two. I mean, cousin Matthew is engaged and it’s not to Mary—and he and Mary and his fiancée still end up at Downton on the same night. And sister Sybil sneaks down to the kitchen to learn how to boil water for the first time, even though she’s a lady. And Bates’s wife shows up and gets so real on Bates that she makes Ms. O’Brien look like Fredo Corleone. I’m not going to ruin the whole season, but I bet you’ll understand why people use the expression “I’m going Downton on your ass.” Say it next time someone gets up in your grill at a club or a winetasting. “Say ‘That’s way too tannin-y’ again and I will go straight Downton on you. Now let’s freak.” Or if you’re at a party and your friend cock-blocks you? Just be like: Do you know what time it is? It’s nine on Sunday night on PBS! Then drop your salad fork like it’s hot and walk off. It wouldn’t hurt to add: “And you’re not even in Burke’s Peerage.””