I have four little sisters, and if any one of them told me that they wanted to work on a film set, I would try my best to dissuade them from entering such a filthy pit of depravity.
It’s not that I don’t think they could cut it in the dog-eat-dog world of film and television. It’s not that I don’t think they could work hard or come up with million dollar ideas. It’s that I wouldn’t want to subject them to the blatant sexual harassment that goes on on a film set.
On a film set, you’d be astonished how many women have first names like “Honey” and “Sweetie.” Once they’re out of earshot, guys usually refer to them by their middle names, “The Blonde One” or “The One With The Legs.”
- An on-set assistant wore a pair of skinny jeans. When she ran into her boss, the EP, that morning, he exclaimed, “Wow! Look at those legs!”
- A buddy of mine once overheard a Set PA ask the Oscar-winning DP, “Would you like me to get you a sandwich?” He replied, “No. I don’t want a sandwich. Show me your tits.” Fortunately, an EP was nearby and made him apologize.
- While driving, an on-set assistant once told me, “I’m not sexist, but in my experience, women can’t drive.” I found it highly ironic that later in this same car trip, he told me about the web site Not Racist, But…
“But, TAPA,” you’re probably saying, “those stories aren’t that bad.”
Uhhh, yeah they are. Imagine that instead of movies, we were working at a bank. If the bank manager asked a teller to show him her tits, that’s it. Boom. He’s fired. No matter how many “Bankies” he’s won (or whatever they call awards for bankers).
Don’t believe me? Walk with a woman across ANY studio backlot in town. Listen to the sound of the hammers. Listen to the silence as she passes by. Listen to the suddenly brazen Heys and Yeeeahs after she passes.
I understand that we work in an industry where we’re photographing beautiful women every day. But that doesn’t give us carte blanche to hoot and holler.
Still don’t believe me? Stand by the craft service table long enough, and you’ll see lots of creepy hands on the small of her back. You’ll see an arm graze a boob as it reaches for that bagel all the way across the table. You’ll see a guy “struggle” to squeeze past a girl, “accidentally” rubbing up against her butt as he goes.