It is still early days, and I’m sure lots more information will surface about what went on in that airplane, but I keep imagining the whole scene from Carrie’s point of view. All that CPR and EMT stuff. I kind of hope she could see (hear, feel, smell, taste) the whole mess. And I know she would say “Crap!” to finally getting some movie and writing work going again and then THIS!
But then, as it has been for so many, Death is a terrific career move for her and even for her mother – the naive, ultra cutesy Debbie Reynolds. Don’t get me wrong, I liked and enjoyed these two but really–talk about the blind leading the lame.
Both women were un-parented and both needed so much attention and love that the neon sign they should have had in their shared yard was LOVE ME! The great thing about Carrie is that she realized all of this and her pithy and wry comments on her lonely situation are what pass for honesty in Hollywood — or anywhere for that matter.
I too was un-parented with a Mother who, if she only could sing and dance was very like Debbie Reynolds. She was, thankfully not a total, naive fool and was never taken advantage of financially by any men. All three of Debbie’s “Husbands” were baby boys with lots of bad habits. Debbie just hid in her work and expended a great deal of energy not even thinking about being self aware.
Bless her heart, Carrie the un-parented became the parent to her mother and even near his end to her very flawed father, Eddie Fisher. She did all of this while trying to have relationships and a family of her own and fighting her drug and mental health demons. But then, she didn’t have to; she could have worked quietly to find some internal peace. She was a rampant exhibitionist and over sharer. Many creative people are.
I’ve read some comments on the internet and question her sobriety because “Wasn’t she taking drugs for her bi-polar disorder?” Well duh, of course she was. Bi-polar people need to take their meds. All drugs are not equal. We would not question someone with a heart ailment for taking heart meds. Many bi-polar people self medicate with street and other opiates as a way of self-medicating. Alcoholics too.
Mental health advocate was another label Carrie Fisher carried around. We desperately need people to stand up for mental health care. Our mental health infrastructure is almost nonexistent in the United States. We have so much to learn about the workings of the mind and can only do so with our own minds.
So farewell Carrie and Debbie. Thanks for Singing in the Rain and Defending the Force for being “unsinkable” and hilariously insightful. You will live on in celluloid and print and your estates will profit from sales through the roof. (Disney they say gets $50-million from a life insurance policy they had on Carrie even though they can probably CGI her into the next two Star Wars movies.)
Rest in Peace seems particularly apt.