Harvey Weinstein, Hollywood’s Oldest Horror Story
When David Carr wrote about “The Emperor Miramaximus” in 2001 for New York magazine — several years after the unpleasant experience Paltrow described for the first time this past week to The Times — he quoted her saying: “I think
that for every bad story you hear about Harvey, there are three great ones.
It makes your head explode if you think of the inability to explode the male network.”
Min said that although The Hollywood Reporter tried to get the goods on “that looming, ominous, bellicose force” named Harvey for many years — “we had white boards full of names of women”
— he was a master at protecting himself, just as Hugh Hefner was, by the veneer of power he cultivated, by giving to liberal causes and cultivating friends in the media and politics.
Others whom Weinstein asked to give him a massage in his hotel suite refused
but continued to collaborate, like Gwyneth Paltrow, who put aside qualms to become “the first lady of Miramax.”
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for helping America get through the Depression — was taken to the office of Arthur Freed, an associate producer on “The Wizard of Oz.”
After telling her that she would have to get rid of her baby fat, Freed abruptly stood up and pulled out his penis.
