They ushered in the sit-com and Desi ended up buying RKO and organizing their own studio, Desilu. They cared about each other throughout their lives, but sometimes the greatest love of your life doesn’t make the greatest spouse. Drinking, whoring, these things tend to get in the way – at least from the wife’s perspective. From the husband’s perspective the whoring only indicates your heart still belongs to your spouse…
Look, I know this goes on still. I’m thinking of one director in particular with a history of substance… I’ll call it substance indulgence… multiple marriages, different generations of children, and a taste for what he calls “professional” women. Knowing all this you’d think I’d barely be able to speak to him – but the truth is, he’s a charmer… A raconteur, an adventurous soul… An absolute charmer, just like Desi Arnaz was. Of course the substances have begun to make him a little addled, sadly this also was the case with Desi, perhaps that’s what’s tempering my view…
I’m not condoning anything, I’m just saying sometimes that’s the way the cookie crumbles – romantic tragedy-wise.
