Dick Van Dyke is 100

I turned on the TV today and Dick Van Dyke was singing and dancing.

… just as he’s always been.

Watch him go!

That’s because the channel was turned to Turner Classic Movies and my favorite childhood movie, Mary Poppins, was on.  A great film a bunch of humbugs gave him some blowback about for his exaggerated Cockney accent.  To which I say…

Exaggerated?  

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Do not come from Bert!

He played a gravity-defying chimney sweep who had to jump into a chalk painting, dance with a group of animated penguin waiters, and make it look real.  Which he did.  This wasn’t Strindberg, for god’s sake!!!

But the seemingly timeless Mr. Van Dyke (Note: Ahhh, let’s call him Dick, cause Mr. Van Dyke is just too formal and referring to him as DVD sounds just too weird) would likely tell me to not even think about that.  When asked this week about the secret to his longevity, he emphasized his #1 is to not hold on to anger.

Is it too late for me to start?

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Let me let this last bit out

Oh, and also to spend each day singing and dancing, which he still does. In addition to working out three days a week, which he also still does.

Well, at least I do that. 

Usually.

Gym bunny Dick Van Dyke reveals his secrets to staying healthy at 99 years  old | Metro News
How does he do it??

Not to be Hallmark card-y about all this, but it’s hard not to about someone who made you feel great when you were a kid lives to be 100 years old. 

Still, it wasn’t only Mary Poppins.

I remember Dick recreating his Tony Award-winning performance in the movie version of Bye Bye Birdie, as a child of 10 or 11, watching it on TV.  He was so deft in the moment he stood up to his loud-mouthed, domineering mother, whose manner bore somewhat of a resemblance to my own.

Ahem.

A charmer

I can also remember in that film him singing an eternal tune of optimism, Put On A Happy Face, instantly making a brooding pe-teen like me smile. 

And it’s still one of my favorite songs from a musical to this day.

This is to say nothing of so many classic moments from his hit series, The Dick Van Dyke Show. I used to sneak out of my bedroom and secretly watch it standing behind my parents’ bedroom door, entranced by the show biz aspect of a clumsy, affable guy who was a TV writer and hung out with a group of snide, funny show biz friends.

To which I say… be careful what you wish for, kids.

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Also beware of ottomans

But it wasn’t only that.

I kept up with Dick through the years. 

One afternoon in the early seventies I was out in L.A. for the summer visiting my Dad and I wandered into a “head” shop in the Valley and saw a heavily bearded Dick, wearing a poncho, buying some record albums and rolling paper, looking like a somewhat death-warmed over vagrant, albeit a kind-seeming one.

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Not his first role with dirt on his face

It couldn’t be him but I was sure it was HIM, I told myself.  And then, several years later in 1974, he played an alcoholic in an acclaimed TV movie, The Morning After, and suddenly it all made sense.  Because he spoke to anyone who would listen about the perils of addiction and the downward spiral his life had taken before he got sober.

I remember when his short-lived TV shows, Van Dyke and Company, won an unexpected Emmy as best comedy-variety series in the late 1970s.  And admired he came back to TV in the early nineties in order to work with his adult son, Barry Van Dyke, and other family members, on Diagnosis Murder, an hour-long show about a doctor who solves murders with his police detective offspring.

Even if it wasn’t for me. 

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Really can’t argue with that mustache

Because he had done other interesting work and his heart was in the right place. 

Among the former was a little seen movie directed by Stanley Kramer, The Runner Stumbles.  In it, he plays a rural priest opposite a young nun, played by Kathleen Quinlan, who moves into his rectory to run the church school.  The two become the victim of small town gossip, which turns out to be partly true because they are actually in love.

The Runner Stumbles Blu-ray
Thorn Birds who?

I recall marveling at his ability to disappear his persona and how scathing and unrelenting the criticism was to both him and his director.

It sticks in my mind because I was a critic for Variety at the time and had to review the movie AND interview the acclaimed director of such film classics of Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner? and Judgement at Nuremberg, who couldn’t have been nicer or more forthcoming about that film and his entire career.

Was I swayed by that or by the fact that I had to publicly pass judgment in print on Dick in a dramatic role?

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What she said!

I don’t think.

But as a more seasoned colleague assured me at the time, there were only two things that qualified any critic to pass judgement on a film.

An opinion and a place to print it.

At this point in my life, having written screenplays and movies of my own, and as a writing teacher,  I certainly realize the grade or opinion we give to anything doesn’t much matter in the long run.

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Shhhhh

I suspect Dick was aware of that years ago, if it ever bothered him in the first place.  That’s why he was able to keep working for so long and give those who appreciated his talents over the years so much joy.

My final peak moment with him came in 2017 in Santa Monica when a good friend took me to see Chita Rivera’s live solo show, Chita: A Legendary Celebration, at the Broad Theatre.  As she sang and danced her way through career highlights and reminiscences she referred back to the days when she played the female lead opposite him on Broadway in Bye Bye Birdie and her admitted favorite leading man – Dick Van Dyke.

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Did we say charming?

There was instant applause because, well, that’s the kind of reaction Dick gets, especially from people from my generation.  But that was nothing compared to the tumultuous applause to the question she then asked us – maybe we can get him to come up here?

At which point, 90 something Dick stood up and strode down the aisle to join her onstage. 

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In this case, I was Larry David

It wasn’t a really big theatre and the screams didn’t stop until finally they had to quiet everyone down. 

Then they chatted about life and working on the show. 

And then he began singing that sweet love song he sang to her character Rose at the end of the show, Everything is Rosie.

WOW

They sang and sort of danced and I remember a combination of being entranced and periodically whispering to my friend, I’m dying.

Yeah, it was yet another moment.

Happy 100th Dick.

And…thanks 😎

Coldplay – “All My Love” (featuring Dick Van Dyke)

Shaken not stirred

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The significant other and I hosted my family’s annual Father’s Day celebration at our house this weekend and I realized that out of 13 attendees there were 4 homosexuals.  Well, at least homosexuals that we know of because I’ve learned through the years that you can never know the whole truth about anyone else’s sexuality – nor would you want to.

Now, the fact that 30.77% of my family on this particular day was gay is by far the least interesting statistic about this gathering.  What was more interesting was how my 20-something straight nephew, who has far less formal schooling than I do, was smart enough to get out of jury duty while I continue to trudge through the sixth day of an experience I am not yet able to speak about. Does this mean that a young, tattooed artist/musician is far smarter than a middle-aged, grad school-educated gay writer/college professor?  Well, it depends how you feel about intelligence, jury duty and both my nephew and myself.  Still, despite the limited sample, I would most definitely have to say yes.  And by A LOT.

Do not twist my arm any further because I can’t legally speak.  And besides, this should be enough to satisfy you.  It’s my opinion based on the facts that I know and you certainly can’t argue with my opinion if it is supported by the reality of the world as I see it.  Can you?

Feeling a little less Fonda, a little more Cobb these days

Feeling a little less Fonda, a little more Cobb these days

Here’s what I’m getting at.

This past week failed 2012 presidential hopeful and current Texas Governor Rick Perry decided that it was the right time for him to publicly express his opinion about 30.77% of my Father’s Day gathering in – of all places – San Francisco.  (Side Note:  Once the undisputed gayest city in America, San Francisco this year dropped down to 11th in total gayness, according to a study done for The Advocate making it still pretty gay compared to any city in Texas though not as gay as Washington, DC – which came in at #1.  Which begs the question of just what the governor was thinking in trying to get to D.C. in the first place).

In any event, here is what the Gov. announced this week from a stage at the 11th happiest city in the country about almost one-third of my inner family circle:

Whether or not you feel compelled to follow a particular lifestyle or not, you have the ability to decide not to do that.  And I’ve made the point talking about alcoholism.  I may have the genetic coding that I’m inclined to be an alcoholic but I have the desire not to do that.  And I look at the homosexual life issue as the same way.

So, now we’re an issue?  Well, okay.

Did I say something wrong?

Did I say something wrong?

The truth is, there are all kinds of ways to reason your way in, out, around and through an issue depending on how much you are willing to say and how hard you are trying to make a point.  My hands are tied re my nephew and jury duty so it doesn’t surprise me that perhaps you reject my argument that he’s much more intelligent than I am for managing to avoid it.  Though, given that the majority of the American public does seek ways to avoid serving as one among 12 potentially angry men (and now even women!), what I’ve said could likely also be just the right mix of words to persuade you to my way of thinking.

Mr. Perry’s proclamation that engaging in an active homosexual life and/or lifestyle is as unwise as the alcoholic who continues to drink has similarly problematic arguments.  I’ve been an active homosexual for I’d say, oh, 35 plus years (Note: Some years more active than others, but still…) and I can personally tell you that unlike the typical alcoholic not only does my skin remain relatively unlined and still looking good after decades of this abuse but my doctor recently told me so does every other organ in my body, including my liver.  Not only that, I was recently talking to a trio of straight people at a bar/restaurant earlier in the week who were convinced I was at least 10-12 years younger than my driver’s license reveals. So, uh – take that governor.  And contact my designated medical professionals for any and all recent organ X-rays and match them against your straight proclaiming own – if you dare.

we do like to work out.

we do like to work out.

As for the effect my homosexuality has had on my family – well, I don’t know – they all showed up for the free food and stayed for hours.  There wasn’t an argument in sight.  And my Dad – now 85 – seems bent on constantly telling me that the S.O. (that’s homosexual talk for Significant Other) is one of the best guys he’s ever met in his life.  Needless to say, that means a lot since we’re going way back before the Second World War.  It might be even better than being a functional alcoholic – or perhaps living a non-compelling homosexual lifestyle, if there is any logic at all in that.

Of course, what Gov. Perry is really referring to is about as analogous to the ravages of alcoholism to one’s face, body or family life as being a self-righteous, born again Christian in politics is to the generally more liberal MAJORITY view of the American people.  Through the abolition of slavery, to giving women the right to vote, down towards the repeal of Prohibition, then up towards the civil rights movement and now gay rights, as a group we Americans have eventually always voted for a freer, live and let live attitude that didn’t dictate personal and social lifestyle choices towards our fellow citizens.

As evidenced by the legality of KFC's Double Down sandwich.

As evidenced by the legality of KFC’s Double Down sandwich.

What Gov. Perry actually means – because he really does need a translator and I’m just the fag man to do it – is he and a very specific, though extremely vocal small segment of American politicians have decided that despite the wave of marriage equality sweeping the nation, the majority of the US Supreme Court, and the long held view of the American Medical Association as well as the country’s most reputable doctors – homosexuality, like alcoholism, is a defect of character.  Or a serious sin that must be dealt with in the most serious of ways by the state or by one’s Church, temple, or God – even if a person, by choice, has no affiliation with any one of the latter three – heaven forbid.

There’s a disturbing and sometimes virulent movement among this quite mouthy group of people – many of whom are affiliated with the Tea Party – which is mostly affiliated with, if not becoming, the Republican Party.  And that is to use their religious beliefs, or the safety of their children, or the threat to the moral fiber of the country as cudgels to dehumanize and, in some cases, demonize that 30.77% of my family who this Sunday were treated to some of the best guacamole and turkey burgers and Caesar salad I’ve ever made.  Their attitude is dangerous, ugly and quite short-sighted since all four of the 30.77% of us would gladly share those and other tasty recipes with them (not only for food, but for life) if they’d only open their hearts and minds just a bit and listen instead of running scared when someone or something doesn’t fit into one of the prettily proportioned recipes they’ve decided to doctor up through the years for the perfect American life.  As if that even exists at all.

These are probably the same people who tried to pass this off as food...

These are probably the same people who tried to pass this off as food…

There are many other extreme examples of this kind of behavior towards LGBT American citizens any one of us has heard or read about in the news in the last months or years.  No need to list them now.   Though my favorite is the recent proclamation from Scott Esk, current Republican candidate for the Oklahoma State legislature, who last week publicly and repeatedly said that, in keeping with the teachings of scriptures, he believes gays and lesbians should legally be stoned to death.  Don’t believe me?  Check out these links:

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C

Fringe as this may seem, Gov. Perry’s views are truly only a stone’s throw away (see how I did that?) from those of Mr. Esk.  The Texas state platform of the Republican Party recently and very vocally endorsed the widely discredited treatment of “reparative therapy” for homosexuals as a way to “cure” gay people of their alcoholically analogous behavior.  As the leading state Republican, Gov. Perry has a great deal of pull in what the party does and there is no reason to think he believes any differently.  More importantly, one wonders and worries what goes through the minds of all of the adolescent, young gay women and men in Texas as they come of age in a state, and perhaps household, where they hear such hogwash being legitimized.

They are probably thinking: Wendy, Wendy, Wendy

They are probably thinking: Wendy, Wendy, Wendy

The views of Gov. Perry, Mr. Esk and the Texas State Republican Party are insulting to myself and to all of the members of my family who attended our little Father’s Day gathering.  They are also illogical in that they run counter to the vast majority of current medical experts and scientific teachings in the field.  But, most importantly, they are downright dangerous to young people – both gay and straight – who have enough on their plates in continuing on in the world without having to deal with the fire and brimstone of a bunch of overzealous nitwits who are determined to infiltrate the political system.  And to do what exactly?

Well, that remains to be seen – doesn’t it?

As for Gov. Perry, he can kiss my ass.

Figuratively, that is.