There’s something undeniably effective about the simplicity here. Regina is wearing a tank top, she’s got a great bracelet, and she’s… somewhere… in a pool, on a patio, whatever; doesn’t matter, because her face is the focus. She’s looking at me with a hint of a smile on her face, like we’re sharing a secret nobody else knows, and I’m into it. Regina King, who most definitely has a chair with her nameplate on it at Drinks With Broads, probably knows great secrets. I’m so here for them.
You can read the whole profile here, but I clipped this bit:
Think back to the Golden Globes. On stage in a shimmering pink Alberta Ferretti column dress after winning a best supporting actress statue, King made the following promise: “I’m going to use my platform right now to say, in the next two years, I am making a vow—and it’s going to be tough—to make sure that every-thing that I produce [is going to be] 50 percent women, and I just challenge anyone out there who is in a position of power, not just in our industry [but] in all industries, I challenge you to challenge yourselves and stand with us in solidarity and do the same.”
The only part of that speech that people seem to remember is the vow—not the challenge. Some journalist is always asking her what she’s doing to make her pledge come true. “Have you seen an announcement of me producing something yet?” she constantly finds herself saying. “That speech was six months ago. Goddamn.” This is the double standard that most often rears its head when it comes to women of color. “I’m held to account. Not having as many of the opportunities or resources as a white man or a white woman in the industry, but now that I’m the one that’s decided to say that I’m going to use what I’ve been given to do more, it needs to have been done yesterday?”
Oh, and Damon Lindelof calls her Meryl Streep, essentially, which is a pretty damn fine compliment.