The figure being beheaded is unmistakably Harvey Weinstein, the grotesque embodiment of the casting couch culture—a culture that consumed both dreams and bodies. His face, twisted in shock and dread, echoes Holofernes, the decapitated general in Caravaggio’s original. But unlike Judith, who hesitates, Marina and Marilyn display no doubt. Their expressions are calm, almost bored, mouths bloodied like ancient priestesses performing a sacred rite.


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