Post by mkelly on Jul 20, 2022 18:07:10 GMT -5
My husband was a huge Star Trek fan - so huge a fan we have shelves of books related to the Star Trek world (all of it.) Going through his books (not weeding - just looking) I found the Nicholas Meyer memoir, "The View from The Bridge - Memories of Star Trek and a Life in Hollywood." Meyer had an interesting career as best selling writer, director, and producer. I recommend his memoir.
I remembered that Meyer directed "The Deceivers" filmed in 1987 staring Pierce Brosnan - after filming Cassie became aware of her cancer. So I checked the index and found this sad and yet amusing story - men!:
1994:
“[After his wife Lauren’s death from breast cancer in Nov 1993,] Brosnan and I would lunch in Westwood on a regular basis and compare widowers’ notes. Occasionally we’d include other guys whose wives had died, but mainly it was just the two of us, taking each other’s pulse. At one of those lunches, he started to talk about Cassie and soon tears were rolling down his cheeks. I brought up Lauren and shortly I was weeping too. At this point while sobbing into out gazpachos, a lovely girl with a great bosom walked by and we both instinctively turned to admire her. Then we looked at each other; caught in the act; and began to laugh while still crying … I haven’t recovered from Lauren’s death; a part of me doesn’t want to recover from it. But I have learned to ingest it, to coexist with the fact of it, to incorporate it into a life that includes my love for Stephanie, a love that measures no less….” Nicolas Meyer, View from the Bridge, 238-239. Published 2009.
[Note: Alas - he and Stephanie eventually divorced the next year.]
I remembered that Meyer directed "The Deceivers" filmed in 1987 staring Pierce Brosnan - after filming Cassie became aware of her cancer. So I checked the index and found this sad and yet amusing story - men!:
1994:
“[After his wife Lauren’s death from breast cancer in Nov 1993,] Brosnan and I would lunch in Westwood on a regular basis and compare widowers’ notes. Occasionally we’d include other guys whose wives had died, but mainly it was just the two of us, taking each other’s pulse. At one of those lunches, he started to talk about Cassie and soon tears were rolling down his cheeks. I brought up Lauren and shortly I was weeping too. At this point while sobbing into out gazpachos, a lovely girl with a great bosom walked by and we both instinctively turned to admire her. Then we looked at each other; caught in the act; and began to laugh while still crying … I haven’t recovered from Lauren’s death; a part of me doesn’t want to recover from it. But I have learned to ingest it, to coexist with the fact of it, to incorporate it into a life that includes my love for Stephanie, a love that measures no less….” Nicolas Meyer, View from the Bridge, 238-239. Published 2009.
[Note: Alas - he and Stephanie eventually divorced the next year.]