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Anthony Bourdain #1

By Michael Moriarty
web posted March 11, 2019

My seemingly endless series of articles about Anthony Bourdain are a tribute to the suicidal genius of his indisputably confused soul.

He and Hemingway!!!!

With that in mind, please read on!

No one, in my 77-year-old memory, exploded with more joy and culinary joie de vivre than Anthony Bourdain.

Anthony Bourdain

He and, of course, Robin Williams, exemplify the necessity for never taking anything for granted.

Two men could not have been more alive, more gifted and more wildly affirmative in their life-styles than Anthony Bourdain and Robin Williams.

Yet, what happened?!

I’m leaving Robin Williams’ predicament for a later opinion piece. He seems the far more complicated tragedy.

Then again… perhaps not!

We shall see when I’m finally through with this endless series of thoughts on this disturbingly Liberal genius.

Anthony Bourdain! His ending seems almost an Alcoholic Atheist’s Inevitability.


Despite the growing legend of a love affair that broke his heart, I think Mr. Bourdain felt he had seen everything, done everything and there was nothing more to see or taste or, yes, devour.

Mr. Bourdain had a ravenously devouring appetite for everything!

And, in the sense of his increasingly impressive literacy, I feel that Anthony Bourdain knew that suicide would be the most unbeatably marketing strategy for documentary eternity and biographical permanence!!

How so? For one, Death as a necessity for good eating!

Yes, we actually see in this series with and on him, the executions required for an Anthony Bourdain, culinary paradise.

It also reminds us of our own heartlessly selfish demands for fresh meat.

In his Series 2, Episode 5, Death and Sicilian entertainment appear to be almost synonymous.

So far, that birthplace for Hollywood’s Godfather has become unquestionably the most depressing episode in Anthony Bourdain’s pilgrimage around the world.

The comedy, however, begins with our host’s very depressing experience with a skin-diving tourist trap in some Sicilian harbor.

My own father funded my own skin-diving experiences in a winter vacation hideaway called Ft. Lauderdale, Florida.

However, Floridians didn’t pepper the bay with previously caught and unmistakably dead octopi.

That, apparently, is a very Sicilian gift to tourists.

Mr. Bourdain realizes the Sicilian scam instantly and, as appears to be his foremost daily desire, he drowns his depression in bottles of Sicilian wine.

Having been born an alcoholic to an alcoholic mother, I’m intimately familiar with the inevitably suicidal plight our worldwide tour guide finds himself in.

My savior, of course, was the only religion that ever worked for me: Alcoholics Anonymous!

“Let go, let God!”

Our most charming and profoundly entertaining host, self-confessed drug addict and alcoholic, denied himself not only the single salvation available to him, A.A., he denied the very existence of God; and he does so proudly!

Now, as we reach the end of this article, I am with our remarkably gifted but inevitably suicidal tour guide, in South Africa!

Here is where, as is said, the rubber meets the road and Mr. Bourdain reveals the depth of his New World Order Idealism and, therefore, his suicidal naiveté.

The black majority of South Africa are now and at last, after an endless eternity of white racism in power, ruling their own destiny!

His African companion, in a most impressively impassioned conversation, sings out about his own optimism!

His and the human race’s hopes and prayers for a blissfully peaceful Rainbow Humanity!!

Mr. Bourdain joins him in that vision of the future.

However, our series’ host obviously sympathizes with Islam, Iran and a Palestinian State over the much more powerful and influential Judeo-Christian Civilization.

Bourdain’s suicide is, perhaps, the rubber meets the road metaphor, transforming itself into our irresistibly lost hero’s neck meets a noose.

If anyone could laugh at the harsh realities of my most recent sentence, it would be the self-destructively Rabelaesian Anthony Bourdain! ESR

Michael Moriarty is a Golden Globe and Emmy Award-winning actor who starred in the landmark television series Law and Order from 1990 to 1994. His recent film and TV credits include The Yellow Wallpaper, 12 Hours to Live, Santa Baby and Deadly Skies. Contact Michael at rainbowfamily2008@yahoo.com. He can be found on Twitter at https://twitter.com/@MGMoriarty.




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