If I remember correctly, the molestation accusations went nowhere because there was no proof aside from the word of a VERY ANGRY spurned woman.
But now that kid is grown up and firmly believes that she was molested.
Is it true? I can't say sure for sure, but I have questions.
As for the arthouse, the world that filmmakers such as Woody Allen came up with is totally gone. His new movies, even the controversial ones, would play in theaters for a little while and people would talk about them and argue about them. Nowadays, new movies that don't have intense corporate backing are lot more disposable. They go to streaming and a few people see them and then they fade away. The old school "arthouse hit" doesn't exist anymore. The whole scene is gone. There are almost no more true arthouse theaters. There's no midnight movie scene. It's finished.
IN 100% UNRELATED NEWS, mere minutes ago I posted a new article on muh website. It's a review of FOR LOVE OF IMABELLE (aka A RAGE IN HARLEM) by Chester Himes. It's one of the funniest, smartest, most outrageous and violent pulp crime novels I've ever read. And I attempt to explain its greatness here.