Book Review: “Brat: An 80’s Story”

Book Review: “Brat: An 80’s Story”

Being a child of the 80’s and a fan of classic 80’s movies such as “Pretty In Pink”, “St. Elmo’s Fire” and “Weekend At Bernie’s”, when I learned Andrew McCarthy was penning a tale about his Hollywood days, I knew it was going to be a must-read. Indeed it was.

The 223-page turner takes the reader from McCarthy’s innocent childhood acting days in New Jersey to his young adulthood acting days, learning, living and surviving in New York City and eventually Hollywood. Along the way we are introduced to such characters as his first acting teacher Terry Hayden, someone McCarthy states “saved him” and who also correctly told McCarthy: “And if you keep smiling like that, you’re going to charm us all, and it will be your downfall”. Then there’s his former high school teacher- turned-friend named Eddie, whose eccentric way of dressing inspired McCarthy’s fashion sense for the movies “Mannequin”, “Less Than Zero” and “Weekend At Bernie’s”.

And those were just some of the few he had encountered even before landing in Hollywood.

While still in college in New York McCarthy eventually lands his debut role in the movie “Class” and takes us on his virgin journey west to California where he gets to work with co-star Rob Lowe and actually live with co-star Jacqueline Bisset. From there, as they say, “a star is born”.

“Class” leads to McCarthy having a starring role in “Pretty In Pink”, as well as a significant role in “St. Elmo’s Fire”, eventually leading to more starring roles in “Less Than Zero”, “Mannequin” and “Weekend At Bernie’s”.

McCarthy doesn’t hesitate in his writing to touch upon his onerous relationship with his father, particularly when starting out in Hollywood and finally making a name and living for himself. His honesty is profound in discussing his drug and drinking dependence, how he felt while under the influence in making movies and how it affected his acting.

On a personal note regarding the book, one movie I wish McCarthy had mentioned was his work in the Sally Field directed Christmas movie “The Christmas Tree”. It is my favorite Andrew McCarthy film. But that’s probably because I’m a Christmas fanatic.

As McCarthy points out in the book around the time of “St. Elmo’s Fire”, he was dubbed a member of the “brat pack”, kind of by default. Over the years Andrew McCarthy has worn many professional hats: actor, director, author, travel writer. I wouldn’t say “brat” is one of those occupations.

World Mental Health Day

World Mental Health Day

Today is World Mental Health Day.

Today let’s not forget that anyone, at any time, may have their mental health affected. And they should not be treated any differently by any medical professional than someone who is in the ER because of a broken foot.

It is sad to realize, and experience with your own eyes, a patient in the ER, who, originally there for a medical reason that allegedly the “professionals” cannot find a cause of, be brushed off as it being “mental” simply because the person indicated they did not feel safe going home because of how their stomach felt. Because they felt if they went home, they would be going back to the ER. Because of how their stomach felt. Not because of how they felt mentally.

And now, because they feel it’s more a “mental” thing, they stick you out in the hallway like a fish to be watched. And you are watched. By people who can barely speak English but can easily sit on their asses all day and “watch” you and the three other people they’re supposed to “watch”. Because you have been labeled as “high risk” or as a “section 12”. These “watchers” wouldn’t know what to do if you actually tried to hurt yourself. They are a joke. Your shoes have been taken away. Your drawstring bag has been taken away. But that charger cord for your phone is okay. Right.

You’re allegedly waiting for a “bed” in some mental health hospital. They’re supposedly doing a “search” for an available bed, but right now all the beds are full. Because there is such a worldwide mental health problem. Christ, you’re lucky to have a mental health counselor and a psychiatrist. Then you’re told that the “team” is thinking that you really need to go back up to the other regular unit you were originally in, when you first were admitted to the hospital, and they can evaluate you medically and mentally there. Because you probably wouldn’t survive a mental health hospital. But they have to wait until next week because they have to discuss it with your psychiatrist who is out of the office right now.

Meanwhile you can’t even watch TV because the TVs are in the rooms where the “medical” ER people are. Because only they deserve to watch TV.

All you deserve is to be “watched” by others.