Appel à la justice

On 6 March 1983, a woman named Cheryl Araujo was gang-raped by four men on a pool table at Big Dan's Tavern in New Bedford, Massachusetts. A number of men in the bar were cheering the attackers on and after the victim escaped into the street, they continued drinking and joking about the incident.

Ms. Araujo, 21, and all four of her assailants were Portuguese, a major ethnicity in former New England "mill towns" like New Bedford. The Portuguese community sided with its errant sons, rather than their victim, and Cheryl Araujo was basically driven out of town by the animosity of her neighbors. She was killed in an automobile accident in Florida in 1986, leaving behind two children.

This film was loosely based on the Araujo case. Several of Jodie Foster's scenes were so powerful they nearly brought me to tears -- specifically, the scene where she confronts lawyer Kelly McGillis in the latter's apartment during a dinner party; her courtroom testimony; and the horrifying rape scene.

Kelly McGillis seemed to be sleepwalking through this entire film, with only a few moments when she roused herself a bit, but not enough to help. Even so, she appeared more sensitive than the volunteer from the rape crisis center, who stood NEXT TO the ER doctor during the post-assault pelvic exam. If I had been on that table, I'd have wrenched a foot out of the stirrups and kicked her. A woman who has just been gang raped doesn't need one more person invading her privacy.

I agree with an earlier poster who noted the difficult roles of the "cheer and clap" trio. It must have been extremely challenging for a guy who has any sensitivity at all about women to convincingly portray the kind of jerks those three were. My hat's off to all three of them.

This 1988 Paramount release was the film that made many people take former child star Jodie Foster seriously as an adult actress. Foster won a well deserved Best Actress Academy Award for her portrayal of a woman who is raped in a bar by a group of perverted drunks while everybody else in the bar encourages it. After the ordeal, she persistently seeks full justice for what she has suffered. Kelly McGillis, who had previously appeared as Tom Cruise's main squeeze in "Top Gun" lends credibility to her role as a tough DA. This genuine thriller of a film (which was based on a true story) deserves high praise for all involved.

Many people think that Rosa Parks was to first to sit at the front of the bus and refuse to get up all those years ago in 1955. In fact, two other women had sat on the front of the bus and refused to get up before Rosa Parks. The problem is that one of those women was a pregnant teenager while the other was also less than the ideal poster child for a movement. A bus boycott and a cry for civil rights wasn't going to have the same impact if the impetus behind it was a person of less than stellar character. They needed a Mary Sue.

In the movie "The Accused" Sarah Tobias (Jodie Foster) was no Mary Sue. She was far from it, but that was not a justification for rape and the peanut galleryism that accompanied it.

Rightly or wrongly, in this society there are such things as good rape victims (meaning easy to prosecute the rapists) and bad rape victims (meaning difficult to prosecute the rapists). The good rape victim is one who is a conservatively dressed strait-laced woman minding her own business. A bad rape victim is a sexily-dressed, promiscuous woman prone to drinking and/or drugs and behaving in a provocative way.

Sarah Tobias was a bad rape victim.

She was sending all the signals that a lascivious man would need to act upon his lusts. She was scantily clad, entertaining the come-ons, giggling at everything the man said, smoking pot, drinking alcohol, and to top it all off; she did a sexy dance routine when no one else was on the dance floor. In the mind of the guy with no self-control: "she was asking for it." Whatever he, or anyone else, thought she was "asking for," she wasn't asking to be choked, pinned down, and forcibly raped by three men on a pinball machine. Only in the most depraved society would a woman be "asking" for that.

"The Accused" is a gutsy film that punches you in the gut. It equally tests your dedication to justice for Sarah and your despise of her actions leading up to the rape. "The Accused" doesn't hold back anything. It shows all the less than discretionary behavior of Sarah Tobias which makes you want to slap some sense into her at least. And it shows the despicably loathsome behavior of the rapists that make you want to protect Sarah and serve up some medieval style justice to her rapists. No, you are not spared. You will have to confront your feelings about the entire situation. And whether you feel comfortable about yourself and your opinions afterward or not, you will have some concrete thoughts and opinions.

I was appalled by one reviewers comments on this movie, stating that a rape victim "got what she deserved". NO one, Woman or man, deserves to be raped, violated or harmed just because they were at the wrong place.

This movie is based on a true story, and the actors were very moving. People make mistakes, someone could be that upset and choose to behave in a manner not appropriate, yet when that Person chooses to stop and say NO, then No is it. No, Stop, Don't, these words do not mean, well, I ask for it. Anyone who thinks otherwise, I feel sorry for because they are sad, lonely and deprived of self worth.

Jodi Foster Is a great actress and puts all her strength in her roles. She is very talented and she and Kelly M. made this movie. Hopefully the person that had to endure this horrid act, is going on, with strength and success.

I saw this film with my girlfriend about a year after I graduated from college, where I had lived in the alpha-male, females-as-accessories environment of a fraternity house. While I know of nothing that went on in my fraternity that compares to the horrible events of this film, I was struck that some of the beer-fueled conversations I had with my fraternity brothers could have led to the same results with more likelihood than I realized at the time (or care to admit even to this day). Suffice it to say, I cried all the way home from this movie, as much from shame as anything else.

Twelve years later, I still cannot recall being as horrifyingly struck by a scene as I was during the rape scene at the end of "The Accused" -- and I definitely do not have the stomach to see it again. The movie, in my view, is exceedingly well-acted (Foster's Oscar was well-deserved) and well-told. It has the rare gift of touching the viewer viscerally for the entire duration -- discomfort being the feeling.

This isn't virtuoso film-making like "The Godfather", but at the same time I can think of no greater compliment for a movie than it truly opened my eyes to a new perspective that I was not mature enough to grasp on my own. I left the theater a different person -- how often can that be said?