Later, Albert Finney said that he had the sense that she was being tended to by Sibyl. (I feel rather guilty that I gave a Shelved Dolls to Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton and buried Sibyl Burton later Chirstopher somewhere in the midst of it, as she often seems to be one of the only truly nice people from this whole period.) He claimed, “It was sad now to see her being assisted, as it were, through life.”
Just as Rachel felt about Rita Hayworth.
She committed suicide shortly thereafter. Her last diary entry, on November 25th, 1980, reads:
“I can’t control it any more and I’ve been trying with all my failing strength. I’m paralyzed. I can’t do anything and there seems to be no help anywhere. What has happened to me. Is it that my dependence over the years on alcohol has so severely debilitated me that now, without it, I just cannot function at all? Or is it that my nervous system from birth has always been so very frail that life for me is too much to cope with? That I was the hopefully dependent little girl who found everything too hard to handle, so that my intelligence and talent have been overcome now that I’m in my fifties and I can’t withstand it? Day after day and night after night, I’m in this shaking fear. What is it I’m so terribly frightened of? Life itself, I think.”
Oh, why do these tales always have to end so awfully sadly? I feel that same way about Zelda Fitzgerald. It seems that whenever a woman is a little outrageous – not really in ways that are destructive to anyone but herself, honestly, and maybe a handful of theatergoers – she ends up dead. Meanwhile, female serial killers seem . . . incredibly on top of things, and apt to outlive a lot of people – looking at you, like always, Elizabeth Bathory. You’d think that you would be able to find a woman who was outrageous and lived a good long life, surrounded by many grandchildren.
Rachel said, “My idea of heaven is to be surrounded by pussycats, a glass of wine in my hand, someone playing a piano and me singing.”
I hope this worked out. And I hope, too, that there were no crab killers there.
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