we want the future of women and girls to head as we celebrate International Women’s Day and Women’s History Month.
Though presenter Barbra Streisand announced the barrier-busting win with "Well, the time has come," Bigelow did not acknowledge the milestone in her acceptance speech. Instead, she offered gracious but fairly standard acceptance-speech fare: thanking her cast and crew, her family, and the troops serving in Iraq and Afghanistan who inspired The Hurt Locker. As she walked off-stage, however, the orchestra played "I Am Woman (Hear Me Roar)" by Helen Reddy, an anthem of the women’s movement recorded in 1972.
The orchestra’s choice sparked some debate among journalists, feminists, and Twitter users following the show. Was it a dated tune that caricatured Bigelow’s achievement? Or was it an appropriately anthemic song to honor the moment?
Truthfully, it’s a great song to play when commemorating female firsts. The problem — and perhaps what made the song seem annoyingly dated to some — is that we’re still having female firsts nearly forty years after "I Am Woman (Hear Me Roar)" was recorded at the height of the second-wave feminist movement.
In fact, Bigelow’s reaction, when asked after the ceremony how it felt to be the first female filmmaker to win a directing Oscar, seemed to acknowledge this: "I long for the day when that modifier ['female' filmmaker] can be a moot point." She should know. Throughout the Oscar campaigning process, Bigelow has had to (gracefully and tactfully) avoid the relentless Kramer vs. Kramer-esque gossip about the fact that her ex-husband James Cameron was also nominated in the Best Director category (for Avatar). She’s also dealt with hordes of gawking journalists struggling to compute the notion of an attractive 57-year-old woman making a brilliant war film.
We should honor Bigelow for directing a fantastic film and shattering an important glass ceiling. But as we celebrate International Women’s Day and Women’s History Month in 2010, we should ask ourselves what the world will look like when there are no more firsts — when women can make great films, or run great campaigns, or start their own businesses, and not have it be a radical departure from the norm.


