Loaf and Learn

One of the many movies I’ve been meaning to see for decades, and finally have, is The Razor’s Edge. Not the Bill Murray 1984 remake, but the 1946 original, based on Somerset Maugham’s 1944 novel, published when he was seventy. As portrayed by Herbert Marshall, Maugham is both the narrator and a character in the movie.

Tyrone Power and Anne Baxter in ‘The Razor’s Edge’

Twenty years before the Beatles sought meditative enlightenment with the Maharishi, Maugham had his protagonist, Larry Darrel, travel to India to “find himself,” with the help of a guru. Only a British writer of Maugham’s generation would have sent his character to India to seek wisdom. The year following the release of The Razor’s Edge, England enacted the Indian Independence Act of 1947.

Tyrone Power as Larry is one of the post-World War I “Lost Generation.” Having been a flyer, not a doughboy in the trenches, Larry isn’t shell-shocked, as PTSD was called a hundred years ago. Rather, he returns from the war filled with metaphysical uncertainties and doubts. Side note: Herbert Marshall lost a leg during World War I.

Larry has money from an unexplained source that provides him with an annual income. It isn’t much compared to the wealth of his high society friends, but he has financial security that gives him the freedom very few people have, to “loaf about” and ponder the meaning of life. The premise reminded me of something Woody Allen says in Stardust Memories.

Let’s say you’re surviving. So then your problems become how can I fall in love, or why can’t I fall in love, more accurately, and why do I age and die, and what meaning can my life possibly have? You know, the issues become very complex for you.

That’s how it is for Larry. The movie follows him through the years in his pursuit of learning, while crossing paths with his circle of friends. They include Gene Tierney as Isabel, the love of his life, and Maugham as the objective observer.

By the second half of the movie, Larry has returned from India, where he found answers to many of his questions. In a curious twist, along the way he acquired hypnotic powers, not unlike the Shadow and Doctor Strange.

Maugham provides Larry with an antagonist in the person of Elliot Templeton, played by prissy Clifton Webb. True to his nature, Larry feels neither threatened nor even offended by Elliot. Larry seeks to change no one but himself, and a frustrated Isabel gives up on him to marry another man for his money.

With the focus shifting more to changes in the lives of the supporting characters, Anne Baxter makes a startling return to the story as Sophie, Larry’s childhood friend. Baxter is very impressive in this role, earning a well-deserved Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress.

Having given Transcendental Meditation a try in my youth, The Razor’s Edge resonates with me. Being at the age Maugham was when he wrote the book, I can appreciate why he wrote it. The theme isn’t overtly religious, and as entertainment the movie works well as a melodrama and a soap opera.

Here’s the entire movie. A year later, Tyrone Power followed The Razor’s Edge with an even more unorthodox and challenging role, in Nightmare Alley.

I Cannot Tell a-Fib

My cancer treatments ended four weeks ago. Recovery from the side effects of chemo and radiation has been slow, but steady. I won’t know if I’m cured until an examination in December. After that, I’ll be preparing for an ablation procedure in the hope of treating my persistent atrial fibrillation. It will be done at Mass General in Boston, by the director of the A-Fib program at Harvard Medical School. If he can’t get me out of a-fib, then nobody can. The odds he gave me that he’ll be able to do that? 60-70%.

With My Apology to Princess Kate

As the summer comes to an end, I cannot tell you what a relief it is to have finally completed my chemotherapy [and radiation] treatment.

The last [six] months have been incredibly tough. Life as you know it can change in an instant and we have had to find a way to navigate the stormy waters and road unknown.

The cancer journey is complex, scary and unpredictable for everyone, especially those closest to you.

With humility, it also brings you face to face with your own vulnerabilities in a way you have never considered before, and with that, a new perspective on everything.

This time has above all reminded me to reflect and be grateful for the simple yet important things in life, which so many of us often take for granted. Of simply loving and being loved.

Doing what I can to stay cancer free is now my focus. Although I have finished chemotherapy [and radiation], my path to healing and full recovery is long and I must continue to take each day as it comes.

Despite all that has gone before, I enter this new phase of recovery with a renewed sense of hope and appreciation of life.

I am so grateful for the support I have received and have drawn great strength from all those who are helping me at this time. Everyone’s kindness, empathy and compassion has been truly humbling.

To all those who are continuing their own cancer journey — I remain with you, side by side, hand in hand. Out of darkness, can come light, so let that light shine bright.

Eighteen

This weblog turned eighteen on Thursday. Having survived its surly teen years relatively unscathed, it’s now attending college, with an undeclared major. Here’s hoping it can narrow its focus and devote itself to a field of study that leads to gainful employment.

What about being burdened with college debt, you ask? We’ll worry about that later.