Woody Allen pulls back Hollywood’s velvet curtain, revealing the Epstein connections the industry pretended never existed.
In late 2025, as fresh waves of Jeffrey Epstein documents and photographs flooded public view, Woody Allen—now 90—stepped into the spotlight with rare candor. In interviews with outlets like The New York Times and The Sunday Times, the Oscar-winning director described Epstein as “charming and personable,” a host who “couldn’t have been nicer.” He recounted regular attendance at Epstein’s Upper East Side dinner parties alongside his wife, Soon-Yi Previn, where tables brimmed with Nobel laureates, scientists, politicians, and intellectuals. “We never ever saw Jeffrey with underage girls,” Allen insisted, framing the gatherings as intellectually stimulating rather than sinister—even after Epstein’s 2008 conviction for soliciting prostitution from a minor.
Newly released images from Epstein’s estate, disclosed by House Democrats in December 2025, shattered any pretense of distance. Photos show Allen dining intimately with Epstein, conversing on a film set, and mingling in casual settings—evidence of a sustained social tie that extended beyond occasional encounters. One striking snapshot captures Allen in his director’s chair while Epstein stands nearby, headphones around his neck. Another depicts the two sharing a table with glasses of wine, underscoring a neighborly familiarity in Manhattan’s elite circles.
Allen’s revelations pull back Hollywood’s velvet curtain on an uncomfortable truth: the industry long pretended Epstein’s orbit was peripheral, a financier’s quirk rather than a red flag. Yet his connections ran deep—through shared social events, flight manifests, and calendars that placed him alongside figures from film, tech, and politics. Allen’s unapologetic tone revives scrutiny not just of Epstein’s enablers, but of Hollywood’s selective amnesia. The same community that shunned Allen after 1990s allegations from Mia Farrow (which he has always denied) now grapples with how many turned a blind eye to Epstein’s reputation for years.
In a 2016 birthday letter to Epstein, Allen likened his lavish home to “Castle Dracula,” noting young women serving guests—a wry observation that, in hindsight, chills. As demands for full Epstein file releases persist into 2026, Allen’s words and the resurfaced photos force a reckoning: Hollywood’s elite networks were intertwined with Epstein’s world, and the pretense of ignorance has worn thin. What was once whispered in drawing rooms is now impossible to ignore, exposing the industry’s complicity in looking away from power’s darkest shadows.
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