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DISMANTLING MYTHS<br />
CONTINUED FROM PAGE 09<br />
Again, those revelations, which have grabbed<br />
headlines in the wake of Reynolds’ recent death, will<br />
resonate with women who have coped with similarly paternalistic<br />
partners. Field’s book is essentially her declaration<br />
of refusal to continue “clamping down,” and to<br />
finally speak up. She mostly expresses sad regret rather<br />
than bitterness about past relationships. (The notable<br />
exception is Mahoney, whose abuse seeded a volcanic<br />
rage she later tapped into while acting.) After describing<br />
what amounts to date rape by “MacArthur Park” songwriter<br />
Jimmy Webb, she chalks it up to the hash they<br />
were smoking and a consequence of her own choices,<br />
not deviousness on his part. She’s less forgiving of “Stay<br />
Hungry” director Bob Rafaelson, who demands she bare<br />
her breasts and kiss him before hiring her — requests<br />
she grants, she writes, at the expense of the very dignity<br />
she was fighting for. (Rafaelson has disputed her account.)<br />
Later, in the spirit of her sensual character, she<br />
acquiesces to letting the older man “into my room and<br />
my body.” Now 71, she writes that she could “bash him<br />
over the head” but that she was not “anyone’s victim”:<br />
“I was a twenty-eight-year-old grown-up, and in<br />
’75 it seemed like acceptable behavior on his part.<br />
We’re all locked into the drumbeat of our history,<br />
but eventually you have to drown out that tune with<br />
your own voice. I couldn’t hear my voice.”<br />
That striking theme of not being able to hear her own<br />
voice recurs throughout Mahoney’s abuse, and later<br />
while navigating oppressive relationships with lovers<br />
and producers. Acting is salvation because then, finally,<br />
she can hear her own voice. Actors Studio guru Lee<br />
Strasberg and “Norma Rae” director Martin Ritt in particular<br />
appear like earthbound angels as they stubbornly<br />
encourage her to protect that inner guide.<br />
Some passages involving Reynolds feel patchy in<br />
comparison to more gracefully unfolded explorations of<br />
Burt Reynolds and Sally Field in Smokey The Bandit<br />
“I was a twenty-eight-yearold<br />
grown-up, and in ’75<br />
it seemed like acceptable<br />
behavior on his part.<br />
We’re all locked into the<br />
drumbeat of our history,<br />
but eventually you have to<br />
drown out that tune with<br />
your own voice. I couldn’t<br />
hear my voice.”<br />
— Sally Field<br />
family, but then the book’s narrative backbone is Field’s<br />
close yet frustrating relationship with her Jennifer<br />
Jones-lookalike mother, Margaret, whom Field called<br />
“Baa.” The meaning of “In Pieces” gradually emerges as<br />
Field traces inherent contradictions within herself — an<br />
enduring restlessness versus a desire for a stable home<br />
life, a self-protective drive for solitude versus a yearning<br />
to connect — in a drive to understand why the two<br />
women could not directly address Baa’s alcoholism,<br />
Field’s breadwinner status or her stepfather’s abuse<br />
until shortly before Baa’s death in 2011.<br />
Born at Huntington Memorial Hospital, Field spent<br />
her earliest years in her parents’ Pasadena home alongside<br />
her older brother, Richard (who grew up to become<br />
a successful physicist, working alongside Richard<br />
Feynman at Caltech). Her warmest memories revolve<br />
around her grandmother Joy’s two-bedroom bungalow<br />
in Altadena and the empowering circle of women rooted<br />
there. Field’s depictions of the foothill region in the post-<br />
World War II years are as lovely as her recollections of<br />
thrifty relatives are revealing:<br />
“When I look for that house in my mind, I have a<br />
blurry vision of my great-aunt Gladys standing in<br />
the dining room cutting flat rubber padding into tiny<br />
circles to paste onto her sore feet. … There’s a rocking<br />
chair beside the mesh-curtained fireplace where my<br />
seventy-six-year-old great-grandmother sits under<br />
a halo of white hair, her hands dancing around two<br />
thin knitting needles with a steady stream of twinelike<br />
yarn flowing from the paisley bag resting on the<br />
floor. I remember that chair, how it chirped like a<br />
cricket when my great-grandmother would rock me,<br />
quietly patting my back the whole time. … It was a<br />
kind of no-man’s-land. A world filled with women<br />
who would straighten up if a man walked in, who<br />
would set aside the triviality of their own work and<br />
quickly move everything out of the way. But the men,<br />
whoever they were, never stayed long, and when<br />
the door slammed behind them, the house seemed to<br />
breathe a sigh of relief.”<br />
As Field recalls her undemonstrative yet caring<br />
elders, it’s hard not to notice similarities to dominant<br />
female characters in her 1989 film “Steel Magnolias.”<br />
Other than an admiring caption beneath a cast photo —<br />
“The stupendous women” — the book makes no mention<br />
of that film, which seems an odd omission given how<br />
their onscreen bond echoes the dynamic in the most formative<br />
relationships in Field’s life. Many viewers related<br />
to the rage unbottled by her character in that film. Many<br />
readers of “In Pieces” will likely be grateful Field found<br />
her voice to tell her own myth-busting story, in her own<br />
words. ■<br />
Vroman’s Bookstore presents Sally Field discussing “In Pieces” with<br />
Patt Morrison at Pasadena Presbyterian Church, 585 E. Colorado Blvd.,<br />
Pasadena, 7-8:30 p.m. Thursday, Sept. 27; $40. All tickets include one<br />
seat and one book copy. Info: (626) 449-5320. Vromansbookstore.com<br />
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