Why is it the world of film can not produce a great movie about a powerful woman, or, women? Besides ‘Cleopatra’ starring my kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, what we get is these sordid comic book tales. I struggle to keep my story ‘Capturing Beauty’ out of the gutter. Why?

I believe it is because Christianity bids non-virginal men and women to get together in ‘The Naughty Zone’ and produce Naughty Drama – with nasty jokes thrown in. Vaudville is an art form.

I would like to see what women would come up with. A consortium of Hollywood Women should pool their resources to make the movie they want to see. We men need to see this movie. Will it expose what women really think about us? Will it make them culpable, alas, for their input, that still remains covert in nature?

I have watched with interest these liberated women authors…