“I’d hate to see you in the newspapers, you know… Virgin School Teacher, Bar Hopping Slut. Pill Popper. Coke Head.“I had the pleasure of seeing this in 35mm, at Lincoln Center, as part of their “Looking for Ms. Keaton” showcase.
I could write a review about how this film is brilliantly directed, magnificently acted, and heartwrenching and exciting and compelling and powerful in just about every way. However, the fact that this film was only made accessible very recently after decades of licensing issues means that most meaningful discussion has been sorely left out of our current cultural zeitgeist, and as a result, many people seem to be unaware of the film’s history and raison d’être.
Although the film does not boast it (as many others would), this story is a true story. This happened, to [](https://media.gettyimages.com/id/475731202/photo/daily-news-front-page-teacher-found-nude-and-slain-stabbed-in-w-side-apartment.jpg?s=594x594&w=gi&k=20&c=FfJ7EJqciczXKGloYgES3_u8RhoYiCApXnau4v-uK6U=)
Roseann Quinn on New Year’s Eve, 1972. Like in the film, based on the seminal roman à clef by Judith Rossner, Roseann came from a conservative family, growing up in New Jersey and struggling with scoliosis and a slight limp. She taught handicapped children, often bringing them breakfast or little treats, as many of them were underprivileged. The kids loved her. She was good at her job, responsible and reliable. What she did in her free time was meant to be her own business. Her decision. Her apartment. Her body. Her choice. But this choice, like the choice of millions of other children, young girls, and women around the world, was taken away from her. When Roseann was found, she had been stabbed 18 times, 6 in the neck and 12 in the stomach. Something had been shoved up into her vagina. Some reports say it was a candle, others say it was a broomstick handle. A statue of a woman lay across her beaten face. Some reports claim the statue was of herself.
Her neighbor is reported to have said, “She had no regular boyfriend”, she said, “but she was
the type of girl who would have a guy in if he brought her home.” Even the people who liked her, and spoke highly of her regarding other facets of her life, referred to Roseann as that type of girl. Even after a brutal murder, woman is punished for wanting. For the slightest expression of independence and autonomy. The hunt for Mr. Goodbar is a fruitless endeavor in a wasteland full of cruelty, depravity, and disrespect.
R.I.P. Roseann Quinn
R.I.P. Judith Rossner
R.I.P. Diane Keaton
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More reading for anybody interested, who doesn’t feel like googling themselves:
https://aliciapatterson.org/susan-brownmiller/the-police-the-press-and-roseann-quinn/https://www.nytimes.com/1973/01/05/archives/teacher-28-slain-in-her-apartment-on-west-72d-street.htmlhttps://nakedcitystories.com/goodbarmurder.phphttps://www.nytimes.com/1973/05/06/archives/suspect-in-killing-of-a-teacher-on-west-side-hangs-himself.html