It was January 1988, three days before my 30th birthday. We were getting ready to move from Ashland, Oregon, to Tucson, Arizona. A friend gave me a special birthday present, a reading with a local astrologer that I was squeezing in before we drove away. The astrologer noticed something in my chart and asked if there was alcoholism in my family. The shame of it made my face burn. And yet it was true: my mother had died of alcoholism when I was 16. I told her this, and she pointed to a triangle on her sheet and said that made sense. “But what about this trine here?” she asked. So I explained that yes, there were others in my family who drank a lot. That’s when she looked me in the eyes and asked, “Patti, are you an alcoholic?” My whole body burned with shame. I quickly left her house, got into the car with my partner, and we drove for almost 18 hours while I cried through much of the trip.
At that point, Hollywood had only a few ways of telling an addiction story, and they all seemed to locate the problem in who you were rather than what was happening to you. The acceptable addiction narratives were the moral failure (you’re bad), the weak-willed (you’re pathetic), or possibly the rebel outlaw (you just don’t fit in).
When I was growing up in the ’60s, the movie about addiction that hit me hardest was Days of Wine and Roses. It showed a couple being consumed by addiction. I saw them as weak and terrifying. It was way too close to home, and way too shameful.
Now, looking back, I recognize three tropes that cinema relied on:
Trope 1: The moral failure, the skid row derelict.
The drunk as picturesque but doomed, almost romantic in his ruin. Barfly gave us Mickey Rourke as Henry Chinaski, brawling and bleeding and quoting himself, a man whose drinking was inseparable from his swagger. Ironweed had Jack Nicholson as Francis Phelan, haunted and doomed, wandering through his own wreckage like a ghost. Both films play like moral fables: these men drink because of who they are, some rot at the core of them.
Trope 2: The weak-willed.
Addiction as a problem solved by enough willpower, or at least the right relationship. In The Morning After, Jane Fonda plays Alex Sternbergen, the washed-up actress who can be loved back to “normalcy.” The film wrapped addiction in a mystery-thriller plot, but underneath sat the same old assumption: the right relationship, the right amount of caring, could talk a person out of their addiction.
Trope 3: The junkie as outlaw-cool.
Addiction portrayed as rebellion. Matt Dillon as Bob Hughes in Drugstore Cowboy, moving through the Pacific Northwest with a kind of outlaw grace, addiction shot through with cool. Dangerous, yes. But never boring.
The Drugstore Cowboy look was what I most aspired to with my drinking and drug use: the bartender in Alaska drinking men under the table. If I had to fit a trope, I wanted to be the rebel. Edgy, never boring. But then, how did recovery fit for me? If I gave up this image, did I fall into the weak-willed derelict story? There were no films of strong people getting sober and recovering. No movies showed the slow, unglamorous, daily work of staying sober. Looking back, Days of Wine and Roses was the one film that treated addiction as something happening to people, not a moral verdict on them. But it still ends on the tragedy of the one who can’t get sober, not the reality of staying sober.
On that long drive to Tucson, I tried to make peace with a new version of myself. Would I have to lose that inner rebel? Would I find total isolation? I was quite certain I would have nothing in common with those people in AA rooms. There were no films playing in the local cinemas modeling how I was supposed to do this. Would it be a room full of misfits like Henry Chinaski and Alex Sternbergen?
What I didn’t know before I got there was that in the ’80s, Tucson was becoming one of the country’s rehab capitals. Sierra Tucson had opened on the former Brave Bull Guest Ranch in 1983 and was growing fast, and other desert treatment centers followed, blending medical detox with therapy in a setting that looked nothing like the institutions on screen.
I was so fortunate. Two days before my 30th birthday, I walked into my first AA meeting and was met by a roomful of women, mostly in their 30s and 40s. Not a “skid row bum” in sight. I had no way of knowing it would work out so well. Thank goodness reality did not match the screen. Those tropes weren’t just bad art; they were a failure of imagination and a lack of real lived experience. What none of these films could imagine, what none of them even seemed to know was missing, was a person getting sober. Not dying nobly. Not being saved or rescued by a lover. Making addiction look dangerous and glamorous was not helpful. The reality was just the slow, unphotogenic work of staying sober, one day at a time. I found a community of people welcoming me with open arms and showing me that addiction is not a character flaw. I didn’t need to be punished into sobriety, and I didn’t need to win sobriety through a willpower contest. I learned, not by watching it on a screen but by sitting in rooms and listening, that sobriety is sustainable. People don’t just get sober once, dramatically, in a third act. We stay sober through connection, through choosing not to pick up the drink or the drug, but instead to pick up the phone. It may not be as cinematic as the tropes, but it is beautiful and gratifying, and it obviously makes a much better ending.
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What addiction tropes did 1980s movies rely on?
Three dominated: the moral failure or skid row derelict (Mickey Rourke in Barfly, Jack Nicholson in Ironweed), the weak-willed character who could be loved back to health (Jane Fonda in The Morning After), and the outlaw-cool rebel (Matt Dillon in Drugstore Cowboy). All three framed addiction as who you are rather than something happening to you.
Did any classic film portray addiction accurately?
Days of Wine and Roses came closest. It treated addiction as something happening to a couple rather than a moral verdict on them. But it still ends on the tragedy of the partner who can’t get sober, not the unglamorous reality of staying sober.
What do addiction movies leave out about recovery?
The recovery itself. No 1980s film showed the slow, daily, unphotogenic work of staying sober: the meetings, the phone calls, the community. On screen, characters got sober dramatically in a third act or died nobly. In real life, people stay sober through connection, one day at a time.
Why was Tucson known for addiction treatment in the 1980s?
Sierra Tucson opened north of the city in 1983 and expanded rapidly through the decade, and other desert treatment centers followed, pairing medical detox with therapy far from the institutional settings Hollywood favored. By the late ’80s, Tucson had a reputation as a rehab destination.
