Breathe
By Susana Moscatel
Talking on the red carpet of the Metropolitan Theater Awards, I confessed something to the great actor and director Daniel Giménez Cacho , who last year was nominated and gave a brutal interpretation of the character Howard Beale in the staging of Network at the Insurgentes Theater. "Daniel, I already feel like Howard Beale. I'm sick of it and I can't stand it ... and I'm going to get in trouble because it's going to come out on the air to me too." With a wonderful laugh he asked me if I had "exploded on the air on any newscast yet?". When I told him not yet, he offered me direction for when the time came and well ... it's Daniel Giménez Cacho, whatever I have as an actress shouted "Yes". And then we went on the air during the preview of the ceremony. There I was not up to my mother, I was happy to see the party that has been put together once again for the theater. In fact it was a blessing.
The problem is rather day by day and not with all and at the same time with any media in particular. It happens to me as a consumer of information. It happens to me as a journalist. It happens to me every time I see a misleading headline but even more so when that headline misinforms for its own purpose or simply to get clicks. It happens to me every time I see colleagues in different news spaces, curiously I can think of many more women than men, who have to fight daily with that balance between the interests of the media and their ability to report truthfully. If you haven't seen the film or Paddy Chayefsky's Network, please do so now. The 1976 film directed by Sidney Lumet has never been more relevant.
