Liz Jones on Jennifer Lawrence

Famed British provocatrice Liz Jones, currently a columnist for the Daily Mail, has gone to see Red Sparrow. You know about Red Sparrow. In it, Jennifer Lawrence attempts to overcome the negative emotional effects of having had her private parts displayed across the world… by retaking possession of said private parts and selling them herself. 

Lawrence has become fully woke and it out selling her new movie, which has received some decidedly negative reviews, by drawing attention to her naked body. If that doesn’t draw people to the theatres, what will?

Anyway, I have not seen the movie. Liz Jones has. What really interests me in her column this morning in the Daily Mail, is that her views so thoroughly coincide with mine. I think it’s one of those—great minds think alike—moments. It is surely worthy of note.

Jones writes:

Red Sparrow was green-lit (by men – the director is, bafflingly, the same bloke behind three of her fabulous, girl power Hunger Games films) before the Weinstein scandal broke. But that’s no excuse.

Lawrence of course defends the film’s nudity and violence. But I’m sorry, the whole ‘I’m playing a character so it’s art’ defence no longer works, post-Weinstein. Red Sparrow isn’t art, it’s abusive porn. In fact, it’s worse than porn, as porn stars don’t have Lawrence’s young, impressionable female fans.

Jones emphasizes a point that I emphasized—namely, that Lawrence is so powerful in Hollywood that she does not have to compromise herself to get attention or to get a role:

Some actresses would not have the luxury of choice. Lawrence does. She was the highest-paid Hollywood actress in 2015 and 2016, yet she chose to make this dross.

What about the sex scenes? Jones comments:

Her sex scenes are so crass they make that Sharon Stone moment in Basic Instinct seem as tame as Hello Kitty.

She continues:

It is unfathomable how she ever agreed to them but a clue may lie in an interview she gave to Radio 1 not long ago. 

She was her usual loud, profanity-strewn self, a persona that has endeared her to millions of female fans. In it, she revealed that when she watches herself on screen, she has to get over her ‘general overall ugliness’.

Is that what drove her to make this film, one that will haunt her political career (she’s taking two years off to persuade young women to vote) as surely as those ‘p***y-grabbing’ boasts haunt Trump? I find it hard to believe. Red Sparrow isn’t self-doubt, it’s self-harm.

As for the leaked photos of Lawrence, Jones adds:

What makes it even more incomprehensible is that back in 2014, Lawrence spoke out at being violated when private naked photos were leaked on the internet. 

So, this must be her revenge – to make hackers redundant by doing their job for them and keeping the profits for herself. I only hope she doesn’t have the gall to turn up at the Oscars tonight sporting a Time’s Up badge, wearing black to express solidaridee.

Jennifer, you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem. You had a choice. 

To have had this film edited in a different way. To cut away from scenes that are now burned on my retina. To hold a hand out to misguided girls, staggering in gutters of a Friday night, freezing in micro skirts and bralets, who think it’s their ‘choice’ to get paralytic and pawed. But you snatched your hand away.

Excellent points, especially the one about the influence this will have on young women. An excellent column, even if Liz Jones drew the same conclusion that I did.