I recently enjoyed the film "The Way" about a pilgrimage by a grieving father on Spain's El Camino de Santiago, so when I saw the book Along the Way on the library's Book to Film shelf I knew it was my next read. It's a memoir written jointly by Martin Sheen and his oldest son, Emilio Estevez. They both starred in the film for which Estevez also wrote the script and directed. The two of them alternate chapters in the book, which is very personal, humorous, and quite moving, and it's not just about the making of the film together.
Sheen, born Ramon Antonio Gerardo Estevez, is a man I've long admired for his acting talent but also for his peace and social justice work. But, like all of us, he's had his struggles not only as an actor trying to support a family of four in his early career, but also personal battles with alcohol and anger (not unlike some of Charlie Sheen's troubles). Nevertheless, he and his wife Janet, an artist, have been married for 50 years. When the children were young, the family traveled with Martin to various locations around the world. One of the shocking stories was of Janet shaking out the bedding in Mexico before the children climbed into bed; she was looking for scorpions!
Emilio kept the family's name as a film-maker, director, and actor; by the time he came along perhaps our society was less prejudicial. His stories of his career, his early and unplanned parenthood, his relationship with his dad with whom he attended a Robert Bly men's group weekend, and his planting of a vineyard in his front yard in Malibu also makes interesting reading.
In the center of the book are photos of the family, including paternal grandfather, Francisco Estevez Martinez of the Galicia region of northern Spain. Emilio shares this at the end of the book:
"Our family is not unique in terms of dealing with alcoholism or competition or arguments about faith. But we may be unique at least by Hollywood standards, in that we're still together. So many families around us have fragmented and dismissed and abandoned one another. That's something my father has never done. He always hung in there, with each one of us through everything we've faced, and he always finds the will to forgive. That, I think, is his greatest lesson of all."