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Joanie de Rijke, feminist friend to the Taliban. Ever wonder why so-called western “feminists” rarely protest the savage oppression of women in Muslim countries?

Alfred Hitchcock waited in a deep chair by the window, like a judge in chambers preparing for a last word with a strangler. The pale morning sunlight struggled into. All Hitchcock films appear in our big meta collection, 1,150 Free Movies Online: Great Classics, Indies, Noir, Westerns, etc. You might also particularly enjoy our. Directed by Kent Jones. With Mathieu Amalric, Wes Anderson, Peter Bogdanovich, David Fincher. Filmmakers discuss how Francois Truffaut's 1966 book "Cinema According. Watch 1,150 quality movies online. Includes classics, indies, film noir, documentaries showcasing the talent of our greatest actors, actresses and directors. François Roland Truffaut (French: Sir Alfred Joseph Hitchcock KBE (13 August 1899 – 29 April 1980) was an English film director and producer, referred to as the "Master of Suspense". Gmail is email that's intuitive, efficient, and useful. 15 GB of storage, less spam, and mobile access.

I Was Raped By The Taliban And I liked It. Or they are murdered in the streets. In Saudi Arabia women are forbidden to drive. All over the Muslim world so- called honor killings are everyday occurrences.

And yet western feminists are silent, reserving their energies for pro- abortion activism—including barbaric third term abortions—and advocating for changing the traditional definition of marriage. It’s safe to say that most secular western feminists are leftists and their world view is a fashionable cocktail of Marxism, multi- culturalism, moral equivalence and a strong dose of tolerance—if not downright admiration—for the most intolerant fanatics who stalk this earth. And the poster child for this world view is Dutch leftist/feminist/journalist Joanie de Rijke who was kidnapped by the Taliban and serially raped for six days until a ransom of $1.

Dutch government. Joanie de Rijke traveled to Afghanistan to conduct a “sympatheticinterview” with Taliban Islamists who killed ten French troops. I believe that rape is evil.

I believe that rapists should be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. I believe that victims of rape—and I heard lots of rape stories when I was researching a film in prison, so I include homosexual rape in this equation—have been violated in ways that can almost never be psychically expunged.

But what do I know. I’m not an enlightened progressive. Most women who get repeatedly raped while being held captive might find that a tad objectionable. Not Joanie de Rijke, 4. Dutch journalist who traveled to Afghanistan expecting to interview members of the Taliban.

Taken captive by a Taliban commander, she was repeatedly raped by her Muslim captor while awaiting payment of a ransom. He even invited her to have a threesome with one of his three wives. After the ransom was paid and Ms. I am not angry with Ghazi Gul. After all, he let me live” and, she added, “they . Nothing of the sort. She is eminently sane.

And she sympathized with her abductors and rapists before the crimes were committed. No, this creature is a perfect product of left wing dhimmitude.

How much do you want to bet that Joanie despises Israel and spends lots of energy denouncing Israel—Israel bashing is popular among feminists—as a colonial, apartheid regime. To read the full story, please head on over to Wolf Howling, one of the smartest bloggers in the known universe. Excellent article by Dore Gold on Israeli Settlements and U. S. Gold sketches in historical facts that the Obama administration conveniently ignores, or of which they are completely ignorant. Most likely a combination.

Israeli settlements in the territories captured in the 1. Six- Day War date back more than forty years. They began as military and agricultural outposts that were located for the most part in strategically significant areas of the West Bank which Israel planned to eventually claim.

These settlements were also situated in areas from which Jews had been evicted .

Hitchcock: . The pale morning sunlight struggled into the room and collapsed at his feet. It was a grey morning, a foggy Chicago morning. On such mornings, he said, he is reminded sometimes of the Acid Bath Murders.. Did his jobs in a little garage halfway between London and the coast. He was tripped up when the undermanageress of the Hounslow Court Hotel, Kensington, noticed him going out with women and not coming back in with them, or something of the sort. They found everything: the bills for the acid, the tub where he did his work, and even some plastic dentures that hadn't been eaten up by the acid..

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It would have to be, of course, totally without emotion. So few crimes are. We all of us have emotion stirring about there somewhere. That was the case in 'Marnie,' of course, which was about a man who wanted to go to bed with a thief. Of course, as it turned out, the poor man had a proclivity for maimed women.

His wife had no recourse, really, except perhaps to cut off her other arm.. Hitchcock smiled, and it was a warm and benign smile. You had the feeling he would helpfully have assisted the woman with her saw. That would have been fascinating, finding out about criminals and their crimes, and being a ham actor in court! I have such a dread of the law, you know. Of policemen. I did not drive a car for 1. Psychiatrists tell me my phobia can be cured, but I doubt it.

So many of my pictures have been about wrongly accused men on the run. Unfortunately, it was not previewed for any of the critics before his visit, and so it was impossible to ask specific questions about it. Advertisement. You'll only like it the second time.. I think. My pictures become classics, magically, with age. The critics never like them first time around.

I remember when 'Psycho' first came out, one of the London critics called it a blot on an honorable career. And Time magazine panned it so badly that I was surprised, a year later, to find them referring to someone else's thriller as being 'in the classic . To this day I'm disappointed by the reception for 'The Trouble with Harry.' It was an English- type comedy of the macabre, which I made in 1. All about a body that gets dug up and buried about four times. I shot it in Vermont, during the fall, to get all the autumn colors: yellow, red, there was beauty in the trees. And then a French intellectual asked me why I shot it in the autumn.

His theory was that I was using the season of decay as a counterpoint to poor Harry's own decay. I asked Hitchcock how he liked Truffaut's film. Of course, I worried a little bit as to how the bride knew there were five men. That's never explained, you know. Certain things, of course, you do leave out in order not to give the story away. But you should never leave out your basic premise, I should think.. It is how you do it, and not your content that makes you an artist.

A story is simply a motif, just as a painter might paint a bowl of fruit just to give him something to be painting. All the fun is over. I have a strongly visual mind. I visualize a picture right down to the final cuts. I write all this out in the greatest detail in the script, and then I don't look at the script while I'm shooting.

I know it off by heart, just as an orchestra conductor needs not look at the score. It's melancholy to shoot a picture. When you finish the script, the film is perfect. But in shooting it you lose perhaps 4. In 'The Birds,' for example, we solved some delightful technical problems.

Remember that scene where the gulls swoop down on the town? That was actually three separate elements of film, brought together. Then we had an artist paint an aerial view of the town, which we superimposed over the people. Then we went out to a cliff and threw a lot of garbage off it, and pointed our camera straight down to catch the gulls swooping down for it. Then two women went to work for three months, copying the gulls from the rest of those pictures, frame by frame. Then we added them to our other pictures, and we had gulls swooping down on the town - or so it seemed.

It used to enrage me when people suggested those were mechanical birds. I remember in the old days we had more fun writing movies. You could bring in three or four writers and have them polish a script. Now they all want credit, Robert Benchley did some of the dialog for 'Foreign Correspondent,' I recall. And Dorothy Parker, of course, contributed some very funny lines to 'Saboteur,' including the quarrel between the thin man and the midget.

He smiled. Now there was an extraordinary woman. I remember once we were all sitting in the Stork Club in New York, conducting some perfectly ridiculous argument about whether the word 'ski' should be pronounced 'ski' or 'she.' Somebody took the position that skiing was a Norwegian sport, and that in Norway they pronounced it 'she' and so we should too. The argument went on forever, until Dorothy finally wearied of it, She pounded on the table and shouted out: 'Oh, skit!'. Jack Paar was on the same program, and I didn't want to have to compete with him. So for a full hour I sat there in stony silence, saying not a single word.

Of course I obtained my objective. I drove Paar utterly crazy..