Cruisin’ It : Meeting Tom Cruise [Also on SoundCloud & iTunes]


You can read along while you listen—or just read or just listen or ignore the story completely—to the one about the time I met Tom Cruise.



9/8/2016: I just read that the reason Katie Holmes and Jamie Foxx have been so hush hush about their relationship is because there's a clause in Holmes settlement that forbids her from dating for 5 years from the time of her divorce from Tom Cruise. It also prevents her from spilling the Scientology beans. That 5 year period is coming to a close come 2017. Having no relationship whatsoever to Tom Cruise, I, on the other hand, can blab about him all I want. 

Call me crazy but I'm a Tom Cruise fan. I'm not cuckoo about him, I don't have a fan page or anything so extreme but I tend to like his movies. He's got charisma, a ton of onscreen charm; I loved the first Jack Reacher adaptation and I'm actually excited about the next one coming out at the end of October. I gave his movie The Edge of Tomorrow a glowing review on my book-to-movie site. He is after all, despite—or some might say, because of — his association with Scientology, one of the biggest movie stars on the planet.

When I met him at my first wrap party I didn't even know who he was. It was the winter of 1981 and I had just started dating this guy named Danny. We'd only manage to go out a couple of times because Danny said he was working on a movie as an assistant director and that the hours were intense, 12 hour days minimum. Later, my whole life would be wrapped up in celluloid — my husband ended up working as an assistant director too — but at the time I didn't know a thing—or care much—about the film business.  I was working as a copywriter at Max Factor, loving my job and often working much later than 9 to 5. Still, I wondered about a job where twelve hours was considered a short day. I even wondered, if maybe Danny wasn't really all that interested and was using work as an excuse, so when the production ended and he invited me as his date for the wrap party, I felt a rush of satisfaction.

I almost didn't go. It was some low budget, cheesy, semi-porny sounding movie about a group of guys going down to Tijuana to lose their virginity. It was called Losin' It and had absolutely no stars in it. Some kid named Tom Cruise, a blond actress named Shelly Long; no one I recognized at all. I felt a little embarrassed for Danny, that he was associated with such a minor league project but I kept that to myself. The little bitchy part of me put it on a chart so I could look at it later, compare him and his too skinny legs to the super successful marketing executive I had a hunch was going to ask me out any day now, like it was an assignment from English 101; compare and contrast Danny and Ben and what they represent in The Dating Life of Simone.

The wrap party was held at the House of Billiards in the Valley; it was smoky, crowded, noisy and filled with people I didn't know. My idea of hell. Danny took me round from cluster to cluster, arm around my waist, introducing me, like I was his girlfriend. They were just faces, a ton of nameless faces. The lead, Tom, was a young short guy with a toothy grin. He was hanging out with a group of other grinning young guys; actors, I guessed, but to me, they all looked like rambunctious puppies, goofy little high school boys drinking and yukking it up.

When Danny finally introduced me to an actor I thought I recognized,  a tall hispanic man with a deeply pock-marked face, I was overjoyed.

"Hey! I know you!" I said. "Oh Wow, what have I seen you in?" Words, in case you don't know, so stupid, so insulting in their ignorance that he rewarded me with a slurred Go to hell before he stomped away.

Danny and I dated for a couple more months before things came to a head with the other guy and I had to break it off. By the time I saw Tom Cruise again, six or seven years later, he was a big star. I was with some friends, fellow tour guides at Universal Studios, at Antonio's, a pizzeria on Ventura Blvd, back in the valley. So much had changed for both of us. I wasn't a copywriter anymore and I wasn't with Ben anymore. And Tom Cruise wasn't a little boy anymore. He was a star.

"Don't look now" Candace said over her wine glass, "but that's Tom Cruise in the corner."
We all looked. Crap! That was Tom Cruise and wasn't that Emilio Estevez with him? But who was that woman Tom Cruise was with? And, oh my God, can you believe how they're making out?!

That woman was Mimi Rogers. They couldn't keep their hands off each other, and we, pretending to eat pizza and drink beer in the opposite corner, couldn't keep our eyes off of them. They were lit up, alive, so entirely swept away by desire, it wasn't that they didn't care who saw them, it was more that they couldn't care who saw them. They simply couldn't see anyone else.

Tom Cruise married Mimi Rogers, that older woman, in the spring of 1987; Emilio Estevez was Tom's best man.

I read somewhere that Mimi Rogers is the one who got Tom into Scientology; her ex-husband was a Scientologist and there's a Church of Scientology just a few doors down from Antonio's so the pieces fit. Both the church and the restaurant are still there. Did I witness one of Tom and Mimi's earliest rendezvous or were they already newlyweds? I don't know; but there was a time that Tom Cruise was genuinely wild about, besotted by and clearly crazy for Mimi Rogers, and Mimi Rogers; was equally crazy for Tom Cruise. Whatever crazy things have happened since, and plenty of crazy things have happened since, on one night, the only crazy thing I saw, was two people, crazy about each other.



Comments

  1. I am a fan of many Tom Cruise movies, I love The Last Samurai , Born on the Fourth of July and all the MISSION IMPOSSIBLE films, I could not watch Jerry Maguire bored me to tears, and I loved, Loved RAIN MAN. As a Sci Fi film buff I loved War of the Worlds. Because of his politics and outspoken ways on medication, a lot of my friends actually boycott his films.
    I found that pretty extreme! Thanks for letting me know about your post, and I hope you enjoy A-Z 2015

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  2. Thank you for sharing this. I am a huge Tom Cruise fan. He works so hard and from what I've seen of him, makes a lot of time to talk to his fans. Loved Edge of Tomorrow, it should have done better at the box office.

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    1. I agree! Thanks for your comment Irene; I enjoyed writing the piece so I'm glad you got something out of it.

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