Monday, December 10, 2012

SEEING Pi

It’s the time of year when movie screenings become part of one’s scheduled daily life.  You’re either going to one or RSVPing for one.  Last night (12/05/12) it was the Life of Pi, an extraordinary film that works your heart, brain and spirituality.  It’s a film that feeds as much as it extracts feelings both latent and surface.  And it almost sears your eyes with all of its beauty.
  
We arrived early at the ArcLight in Hollywood.  My husband and I were meeting our dear friends, two sisters we’ve known for over 35 years.  These were the two pains in the asses who led me into this bog of blogging with their insistence.  We’d been actresses together and friends off and on until recently when “on” became the only accepted norm.


It was the first time I’d being seeing Noodle, the affectionate name for Nancy, since she’d undergone a series of intensive surgeries meant to clear her of an invasive form of skin cancer.  On her face.  The agonizing process took days.  The iPhone updates from Mimi, her devoted sister, were dramatic and graphic.  I didn’t have to be there because I was.  The endless waiting while someone you love is undergoing cutting, scraping, and suturing must have been another kind of agony.  It’s the agony of empathy which is often heightened by imaginings and fears for a loved one.  I wondered at the courage of everyone – the terrified patient and the terrified waiters.  But I didn’t wonder at what Noodle might look like afterwards.  Mimi’s calls were detailed and in her details, a picture materialized in my head.  My horror at the image was calmed by the confidence I have in plastic surgery, the panacea to overcoming the reality of age for most of my aging friends…and me.  And then there are the miracles they perform for those who have met with various and tragic facial and bodily injuries.
 
“Mady, she has no nose,” Mimi said, bracing her emotions.

“Listen,” I said, “there are magicians and there are plastic surgeons and I know one who’s both.”

It was with those and other running thoughts in mind that I waited for the arrival of Mimi and Noodle while keeping our places in line.  How would I react if indeed I was about to see The Phantom of the Opera without her mask?  Could I look her in the eyes when clearly my eyes wanted to wander to the wound?  If I hugged her, would I hurt her?   Would I say the right thing?  Would I….

“There they are,” my husband said, looking in the direction of the parking structure at the far end of the ArcLight Plaza.
 
They approached.  I gulped in anticipation.  Mimi was the first to arrive to hugs.   Right behind with some (I thought) trepidation, Noodle walked up to us with a beautiful smile and a face that showed little or no evidence of the impact it had just recently gone through.
 
“Noodle, you look amazing,” I cried out in relief.

“It’s make-up.  Lots of make-up,” Noodle replied with humor and a smile.

I looked at Mimi behind me and she gave me that Mimi face of trust her, it’s make-up.

We chatted for a while until the line moved into the theater.  As per Mimi’s prior warnings (as she was seeing it for the second time), I knew then that the Life of Pi was going to evoke all the emotions out of me that I’d expected Noodle’s face would. 

Drained and awed, we exited the theater and planned to meet at a restaurant near Larchmont and Melrose. We sat at a corner table and talked till the table tops were cleared but for the newly placed chairs signalling to us to get our asses gone. And as I looked at Noodle, her makeup mostly absorbed by the passing hours, I still saw beauty but with more visible signs of having been victorious over seemingly insurmountable odds. And winning. I saw the human spirit which often finds itself searching for courage to survive through seemingly insurmountable odds and winning in ways that are often not normally by choice.

6 comments:

mimmaynard said...

how honored I am .... #1 to be one of your featured peeps in this and #2 I am honored to have such a friend as you.... your words bring tears to my eyes... your heart even more so... there is only ONE MAD MADY...
and thank goodness the universe said.. " these girlz belong together.. like minds, like hearts... you are a gift as well as gifted my friend, in so many ways.
Pi, as you know, is probably my favorite movie in years!
Seeing it a second time, was even more profound to me.. I really know there are NO accidents, we are taught lessons about people, places and things and they impact our lives accordingly.. We can look at them as obstacles or opportunities ... I would opt for choosing the latter... as I look at my life, and in many instances when I thought, " omg I can deal"...
I came to realize, it was the absolute necessary lesson I needed to grow...and I remember thanking god for all the things/peeps he had given me and all the the things/peeps he had taken away from me, FOR MY OWN GOOD AND MY OWN PROTECTION....
you are part of my protection.... you are part of my life, you are part of why I question ,why I laugh ,why I cry..... thank you Mad, for always being there!!!
you are a rare bird....koo koo and all . I share that with you in spades.... countless hugs... mimala

mimmaynard said...

instances when I thought, " omg I can deal"...
I came to realize, it was the absolute necessary lesson I needed to grow...and I remember thanking god for all the things/peeps he had given me and all the the things/peeps he had taken away from me, FOR MY OWN GOOD AND MY OWN PROTECTION....
you are part of my protection.... you are part of my life, you are part of why I question ,why I laugh ,why I cry..... thank you Mad, for always being there!!!
you are a rare bird....koo koo and all . I share that with you in spades.... countless hugs... mimala

Madly Mad said...

To my Mimi:
That so many years passed for reasons that had no substance was a waste. But now I am able to state categorically that it will not happen again. And that you help me in so many ways and for that I am honored as well. And that I can return some of what your friendship means to me will be my constant goal. Thank you.

Noodle said...

I honored I am Mady to be the subject of your latest blog (Yes, Pi was mentioned as well..:) I cant' tell you how touched I am. During those difficult days I felt your love and support via Mimi-trust me. It meant alot.
I am so glad you are back in my sister's life as I reap the benefits of your friendship as well.
Thank you~
xo

Noodle said...

HOW honored....

Madly Mad said...

Noodle,
I love the idea of two for one. With Mim you get Noodle. Kinda like ordering Chinese food.
Mad