Censored before it even began…
The filming of Nobel Prize-winning author Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s latest novel, “Memories of My Melancholy Whores”, the story of a bachelor who for his 90th birthday decides to give himself the gift of a night of “wild love with an adolescent virgin.”… Never got off the ground. The movie has already been protested against and lost it’s funding without one “action”, being heard.
An anti-prostitution group is seeking to block production, charging the movie will promote child prostitution. But it seems the book was ok and would not have same impact as a film would, and eventually TV.
This is a very interesting story playing out. One thing to note, this is all taking place in Mexico where laws are a bit “different”. Although, if we are able to censor ones work based on what one party thinks the possible outcome might be, I don’t know about you but that’s pretty scary shit. In no way are we endorsing prostitution, we are questioning this form of censorship. Read the full story at the huffpost and tell us your thoughts.
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Gillian
it is scary that censorship here seems to be legitimated not by a “clear and present danger” but by the potential for the exaccerbation of a problem. but what seems maybe even more scary to me is that the censorship is creeping – instead of saying the movie can’t be made, the government is just taking away funding.
on a side note, in my opinion the true merit in memories of my melancholy whores and other books by gabriel garcia marquez lies in his beautiful use of language. love in the time of cholera was this great book that made a visually beautiful and yet really boring movie. his plots are kind of slow. maybe it’s better to keep it all on paper.
i like your blog a lot, even if it is geared more towards guys :] thanks for the entertainment while i am bored in the office, dude.
Oct 7th, 2009
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