In my career, what I’ve always tried my best to do, whether on television or through film, is to say something about how men and women really behave. To say how we experience shame, how we love and how we rage, how we fail, how we retreat, persevere, and how we overcome. I’ve interviewed and portrayed people who’ve withstood some of the ugliest things life can throw at you, but the one quality all of them seem to share is an ability to maintain hope for a brighter morning, even during our
Eugene Gordon, a black writer for the The Daily Worker, a communist newspaper in New York, interviewed Mrs. Taylor and told his readers, “The raping of Mrs. Recy Taylor was a fascist-like brutal violation of her personal rights as a woman and as a citizen of democracy.” It was the final year of World War II, and some blacks likened their struggle for equal rights to the fight against fascism.
“We joked about leaving. But I didn’t really think we’d do it.”
“Many ladies got raped,” Mrs. Taylor said in the film, interviewed by its director, Nancy Buirski. “The peoples there — they seemed like they wasn’t concerned about what happened to me, and they didn’t try and do nothing about it. I can’t but tell the truth of what they done to me.”
Though it may seem like a dystopian TV series, this is a documentary, and its message is clear: We are all being