Malkovich to play Weinstein, and to hell with the chattering classes
Upsetting people is the point of theatre, he says as he prepares to stage the Harvey Weinstein story for laughs
In November 2017, John Malkovich dined at David Mamet’s house in Santa Monica, California. The event was a party to celebrate the latter’s 70th birthday that casually brought together one of America’s finest actors with the country’s greatest living playwright.
They had become friends through Mamet’s wife, Rebecca Pidgeon, with whom Malkovich had just finished shooting the apocalyptic horror film Bird Box. Minutes after Malkovich arrived with Nicoletta Peyran, his wife and the mother of his two children, Mamet made him a proposition. “He said: ‘If I write a black farce about Harvey Weinstein, will you do it?’”
This was a month after The New York Times and The New Yorker had published accusations from dozens of women in the film industry alleging rape, sexual assault and abuse involving the Hollywood producer. It was the dawn of the MeToo movement and the end, seemingly, for Weinstein’s career and reputation. “I saw my life flash before me,” Malkovich says now...