I mean, if I was caught in a love nest with 15 12-year-old girls tomorrow, people would think, yeah, I always knew that about him.” Allen pauses. At the moment, I am re- filming some parts of my next film, which have not come out so Sales, 25 years later, writes that in light of the Previn scandal and Allen’s “alleged yen for underage girls, I have listened to all the Woody jokes with discomfort and outrage — because I wonder if they are also, somehow, on me.
It was the perfect Christmas tableau at the Allen-Farrow household: There sat Mia and nine of her children around the dinner table.
She was the hippie progeny of Hollywood royalty, a proto-Angelina Jolie who adopted handicapped kids from impoverished corners of the world. “It’s sort of like just enough,” Allen told his biographer Eric Lax in 1990.
Their relationship worked, Allen said, “because we don’t live together and that she has her own life completely and that I have mine that we’re able to maintain this relationship with a certain proper tension.” In February 1991, The New York Times ran an excerpt from Lax’s glowing biography, “Woody and Mia: A New York Story.” By now, they had one biological child together (or so we thought), 3-year-old son Satchel, now Ronan.
Then, last week, Dylan Farrow, now 28, posted an open letter, reviving her claims that when she was 7 Woody Allen molested her in an attic.
As this now-22-year-old scandal plays out again, it’s easy to forget just how complicated and dark the relationship between Woody and Mia really was.
In the early ’90s, no couple epitomized New York City more than Woody Allen and Mia Farrow.