Book Review

Actually, this post might more accurately be described as a commentary more than a review of the autobiography by Dick Van Dyke called My Lucky Life in and Out of Show Business.

I picked up the book on my Kindle because I'd always sort of admired Van Dyke as an immensely talented entertainer, mainly through his original TV show with Mary Tyler Moore and his amazing performance in Mary Poppins. I wanted to find out whether he really was as nice a guy as he seemed to project on screen, and just to get an idea of who the man was away from the camera.

My conclusions are mainly these: Yes, he apparently is a very nice and appealing person in real life, but sadly is also another one of those cliche'd Hollywood narcissists. While if I ever had the chance to meet him, I'm certain that I would find him likeable and engaging, I'm disappointed in how little he's seemed to learn over his long and blessed life.

Dick was a very well-grounded man of integrity through much of his life, until he fell victim to Hollywood. He was a devoted man of God, an elder in his church until the day his developing liberal sensibilities were insulted by one or two of his fellow elders. Their offense was in opposing an idea he proposed for some kind of racial church exchange program between his upscale Brentwood congregation and a black church from Watts.

Rather than being patient and understanding of what obviously was an expression of fear by his colleagues in the church, Dick stormed out of the meeting and never darkened the door of that or any other church again.

What happened in his life after that major turning point is interesting.

He became an alcoholic, even though previously he had never even touched alcohol.

The man who admitted having a crush on Mary Tyler Moore made a point of doing nothing about it because of his commitment to his marriage. But by severing that anchor that was his Christian faith, he changed that particular principle when he became attracted to the younger woman during his inevitable mid-life crisis. He left the wife with whom he had raised four children and broke his solemn vows to her, God, and everyone else so he could live out an adulterous affair with the younger woman, Michelle Triola of "Palimony" fame.

His clumsy rationalizations for his adultery used every cheap Hollywood line you'd expect to hear. They'd just grown apart, they both changed, they both wanted different things from life, he was experiencing a new chapter of self-discovery, the new girl (Michelle) understood him so well, blah, blah, blah. Megan Fox could invent more intelligent rationalizations. I would have appreciated him more if he'd just been honest; pure and simple, he got bored with his aging wife and hooked up with an exciting younger model.

Dick's religion these days appears to be Liberalism, although I don't get the sense that he's obnoxious about it like many of his colleagues. Instead of gaining wisdom with age, he seems instead to have regressed. He comes across as the typical shallow California liberal; as long as he supports liberal candidates and causes, he can assuage his guilt over his wealth and success.

I had hoped to find someone in this book I could admire as a man who overcame his mistakes and personal failures to emerge as a great example to the rest of us of wisdom and integrity. Instead, I just found a likeable and very talented entertainer that is sadly just as narcissistic and self-absorbed as seemingly every other talented entertainer. That's disappointing.

This post didn't start out with the intention of being as hard on Dick as it turned out. I still think I'd like him a lot if I ever got to meet him. It is striking to me that he never seems to have made the connection that's so obvious from his own book; every one of his life's biggest problems, except for the tragic loss of his teenage granddaughter, happened as a direct consequence of his abandoning God and the Church. My prayer is that God finds a way to hold up that mirror for him someday before he passes.