Six years ago, I had a deal with Lifetime Television to develop my bestselling novel, The Dirty Girls Social Club, as a TV series. It soon became clear that the relationship wasn’t going to work, when two executives insisted that my pilot outline “wasn’t Latin enough,” because it told of middle class, educated American women who happened to be Latina.
“This reads as if it were about me and my friends,” complained one executive in disgust.
I didn’t know how to respond, so I asked her what she’d prefer.
“Why don’t we make the girls debating whether or not to date men in prison? I know that’s what Latinas talk about, just like it’s what black women talk about.”
people always want to talk shit about us when we complain about fucked up representation…but these are the conversations happening in board rooms. like, jesus fucking christ. fuck this planet.
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Four years ago, a friend of mine took the script for 69 with him to LA. He showed it to a number of producers out there, and they liked it. However, even in those early stages (back then, it was about two dudes instead of a guy and a girl, and it was super bro status), the main character was a black guy who, aside from a couple of jokes, was not easily identifiable as black. They were interested in optioning the script, but only if I either made Tony white or made all the other characters (except maybe a couple of the girls) black and “blackened up” the script. In the end, the script is better because of the time I’ve had to develop it and the freedom I’ve had to take it in the direction it’s gone in, but I had to turn down a huge payday because I didn’t want to make a modern minstrel show. That’s one of the big problems with Hollywood, and I hope I can do my part to change it.
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