The past few weeks have been heavy in the entertainment industry. Men continue to be called out for being slimy pigs (and let’s call them by their name– sexual predators) and hundreds of actresses and actors (and millions of women) have come forward with stories of their experiences being taken advantage of.
In this tidal wave of stories, one stood out in particular, because it involved the late and great Carrie Fisher. We heard it on The Morning Mix, a Tucson, Arizona-based radio podcast.
Here’s the scoop: An Oscar-winning producer asked to have a professional meeting with Fisher’s longtime friend, screenwriter Heather Robinson. She recounts: “I felt safe thinking, ‘I’m overweight, I’m not attractive to these people, I’m not looking to become an actress.'”
The unnamed producer picked her up in his car to go to their appointed location and talk shop. But then he made an excuse to pull over and, out of the blue, physically pushed himself on top of her.
Unfortunately, this is not an atypical story. And it goes to show, sexual assault has nothing to do with conventional beauty. It has to do with power and patriarchy. Robinson stayed pretty quiet about the story, since she feared retribution in the film industry. She did decide to tell her friend, Carrie. And Carrie Fisher’s reaction is what makes this story end in a way that’s delightfully weird.
What’s in that box, Carrie?
Being a high-powered veteran of the industry, Fisher knew where this guy’s office was, and after taking a quick trip to Jerry’s Famous Deli, she walked down the hall to knock and his door. In her hands was a turquoise Tiffany’s box wrapped in a white bow. She knew he’d be in there. So when he answered, she handed him the box. Inside the box was a huge, slimy cow’s tongue. She included a special note: ‘If you ever touch my darling Heather or any other woman again, the next delivery will be something of yours in a much smaller box.’ ICONIC. Did she mean his tongue or another slimy appendage?
What’s this all mean? Fisher could risk it all with this move because of her lofty position in the industry. People need defenders in high places. We wish we knew this guy’s name, but we understand the screenwriter’s reasons for keeping quiet. And it goes to show, vengeance is a dish best served cold, dead, and ironically placed in a Tiffany’s box.