theweek.com: On the day his film I Love You, Daddy was supposed to premiere, Louis C.K. was instead featured in a New York Times story in which five women describe unwanted sexual encounters with the comedian and auteur. Old rumors have been sourced and corroborated, and it's starting to seem like there was an ugly conspiracy of silence around the guy whose comedic signature was his absolute, disarming, self-flagellating frankness.
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I do not really know how to feel about this article to be honest. Lili Loofbourow, the author of the article, I think is trying to put into words what so many of us are feeling about the revelations and accusations that have come to light about sexual assault and harassment in Hollywood over the past few weeks. How do we go on appreciating an artist's work when we know that they have committed these horrible actions? How do we do so especially as women who are victimized by sexual misconduct all the time? Do we still appreciate these peoples' work at all? And art is personal. The work that a director, comedian, actor, etc. puts out comes from their own mind and being, and so if that same mind and being can also assault another human being out of a want for power and malice, can we ever really separate the work from the person?
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