You Don’t Know What I Got, the debut feature from Linda Duvoisin, is a sprightly, candid portrait that examines the thoughts, ideas, convictions and passions of five diverse American women. Her technique shifts our attention at irregular intervals, abruptly changing time and place, mirroring the actual conversation patterns and highlighting the universal aspects of their experiences. She cuts from Tennessee to Minnesota to New Mexico, or joins Ani DiFranco onstage and off. Each of these master storytellers adds her voice to a tapestry of home spun tales, fables, confessions, advice, music, poetry, thoughts and actions. The richly textured portrayal is filled with the unforgettable stories of determined women who share an extraordinary passion for Life. Their wit and wisdom form the foundation of an immensely satisfying film. Features singer/songwriter Ani DiFranco, Linda Finney, a police officer activist/poet, fellow police officer Julie Brunzell who shares her dream of becoming a social worker, Myrtle Stedman, born in 1908, a feisty artist and adobe-architect, and she revisits Jimmie Woodruff, the charming housekeeper who worked for the Duvoisin family.
A must watch for all women (18+ for some language and thematic content) and those who love women!
The Arts Council in conjunction with Gainesville State College and South Arts is proud to screen You Don’t Know What I’ve Got and two shorts, We Shall Not Be Moved: The Nashville Sit-Ins and We Shall Not Be Moved: The Chattanooga Sit-Ins on April 12, 2012 at Gainesville State College, Academic Building IV, Mathis Road, Oakwood Ga at 7:30pm. Post screening the audience will have an opportunity to meet the director at a Q&A reception. Tickets $7 adults; $5 students and seniors (65+). To purchase tickets call 770-534-2787 or visit www.TheArtsCouncil.net
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THANK YOU TO THE LIKES OF ASHLEY JUDD FOR STANDING UP FOR WOMEN EVERYWHERE!
From The Daily Beast…
Ashley Judd’s ‘puffy’ appearance sparked a viral media frenzy. But, the actress writes, the conversation is really a misogynistic assault on all women.
The Conversation about women’s bodies exists largely outside of us, while it is also directed at (and marketed to) us, and used to define and control us. The Conversation about women happens everywhere, publicly and privately. We are described and detailed, our faces and bodies analyzed and picked apart, our worth ascertained and ascribed based on the reduction of personhood to simple physical objectification. Our voices, our personhood, our potential, and our accomplishments are regularly minimized and muted.
However, the recent speculation and accusations in March feel different, and my colleagues and friends encouraged me to know what was being said. Consequently, I choose to address it because the conversation was pointedly nasty, gendered, and misogynistic and embodies what all girls and women in our culture, to a greater or lesser degree, endure every day, in ways both outrageous and subtle. The assault on our body image, the hypersexualization of girls and women and subsequent degradation of our sexuality as we walk through the decades, and the general incessant objectification is what this conversation allegedly about my face is really about.
A brief analysis demonstrates that the following “conclusions” were all made on the exact same day, March 20, about the exact same woman (me), looking the exact same way, based on the exact same television appearance. The following examples are real, and come from a variety of (so-called!) legitimate news outlets (such as HuffPo, MSNBC, etc.), tabloid press, and social media:
One: When I am sick for more than a month and on medication (multiple rounds of steroids), the accusation is that because my face looks puffy, I have “clearly had work done,” with otherwise credible reporters with great bravo “identifying” precisely the procedures I allegedly have had done.
Two: When my skin is nearly flawless, and at age 43, I do not yet have visible wrinkles that can be seen on television, I have had “work done,” with media outlets bolstered by consulting with plastic surgeons I have never met who “conclude” what procedures I have “clearly” had. (Notice that this is a “back-handed compliment,” too—I look so good! It simply cannot possibly be real!)
Three: When my 2012 face looks different than it did when I filmed Double Jeopardy in 1998, I am accused of having “messed up” my face (polite language here, the F word is being used more often), with a passionate lament that “Ashley has lost her familiar beauty audiences loved her for.”
Four: When I have gained weight, going from my usual size two/four to a six/eight after a lazy six months of not exercising, and that weight gain shows in my face and arms, I am a “cow” and a “pig” and I “better watch out” because my husband “is looking for his second wife.” (Did you catch how this one engenders competition and fear between women? How it also suggests that my husband values me based only on my physical appearance? Classic sexism. We won’t even address how extraordinary it is that a size eight would be heckled as “fat.”)