Viola Davis evokes glamour.
The 56-year-old Oscar-, Emmy- Tony- and now Grammy-winning actor is the first Black woman to win the acting triple crown, so it’s no surprise her name frequently appears alongside Meryl Streep’s in any serious conversation about our greatest living actresses. She’s a frequent show-stopper on the red carpet, was named spokeswoman for beauty brand L’Oréal and plays first lady Michelle Obama in the new Showtime series “The First Lady.”
But Davis’ raw memoir “Finding Me” (HarperOne, 304 pp.), which was released in April 2022 and won Davis a Grammy for narrating the audiobook, reveals anything but glamour on her path to fame and glory.
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Davis was born the fifth of six children on a plantation in St. Matthews, South Carolina, into deep, dysfunctional poverty. When her family relocated to Central Falls, Rhode Island, they moved into a dilapidated home where they frequently went without electricity, gas, hot water or a phone.
No money and the freezing cold meant laundry would often go unwashed for weeks. “That, compounded with the bed-wetting, made for a home with a horrific smell,” Davis writes. And it was infested with rats. “In fact, the rats were so bad, they ate the faces off my dolls.”
Her father was an abusive alcoholic who had frequent affairs. She writes of one memorable encounter when her father took her to a woman’s apartment and she opened the door naked. Things were not better when he stayed home with his family, though. Davis writes unsparingly of her father’s physical abuse, which he primarily directed at their mother. Of one such early incident, Davis writes, “Then he just swung his hand and smashed the glass on the side of my mom’s head and I saw the glass slice the upper side of her face near her eye and blood just squirted out. A lot of blood.”
Her father wasn’t the only abusive member of the Davis house. “My three sisters and I… were often left unsupervised with my brother in our apartment – sexual curiosity would cross the line,” Davis writes. “He would chase us. We would lose. And eventually other inappropriate behavior occurred that had a profound effect.”
For all her trauma, Davis writes with loving forgiveness of her family: they “did the best they could with what they were given.”
“There is an emotional abandonment that comes with poverty and being Black,” Davis writes. “The weight of generational trauma and having to fight for your basic needs doesn’t leave room for anything else. You just believe you’re the leftovers.”
So how was Davis able to overcome so much trauma in a system rigged against her to become one of our most celebrated living actors?
It began with Cicely Tyson. Davis recalls something magical happened when a woman as Black as her appeared on their TV one night: Tyson in “The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman.”
“She had a long neck and was beautiful, dark-skinned, glistening with sweat, high cheek- bones, thick, full lips, and a clean, short Afro,” Davis writes. “It was like a hand reached for mine and I finally saw my way out.”
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Tyson lit the spark and Davis did the work, but a handful of teachers and mentors played key roles making sure she succeeded. When she was a teenager, she began taking acting classes through the federally funded education program Upward Bound, and there met her first important acting coach, Ron Stetson.
“It’s that life-changing thing that happens when you’re seen, valued, and adored,” Davis writes. “When you are a dark-skin girl, no one simply adores you.”
That validation of her Black beauty came at a crucial time, but was hard to find elsewhere. When she got into acting school at prestigious Juilliard in New York, she was one of only 30 Black students, out of 856 students total.
“It was arduous listening and watching white guest actors perform, white playwrights coming in to speak, white projects, white characters, a European approach to the work, speech, voice, movement,” Davis writes. “Everyone was geared toward molding and shaping you into a perfect white actor.”
All that classical training and little practical application for Davis as she auditioned for parts in Hollywood.
“Almost every role I auditioned for were drug-addicted mothers,” Davis writes. “Not a lot of filmmakers are looking for trained Black actors to play drug addicts. Those actors are told that they’re not Black enough.”
“I did a huge slate of what I call ‘best friends to white women’ roles,” Davis writes, referencing her roles opposite Diane Lane in “Nights in Rodanthe” and Julia Roberts in “Eat Pray Love.” Even after her Oscar nominations for “Doubt” and “The Help,” she wasn’t getting offered desirable leading roles – not until Shonda Rhimes cast her in the career-changing, Emmy-winning lead role of ABC’s “How to Get Away With Murder.”
“As Black women, we are complicated. We are feminine. We are sexual. We are beautiful. We’re pretty. There are people out there who desire us. We are deserving,” Davis writes. “So that’s why I’m very aware of what my presence means.”
For all her star power, Davis is not immune to getting starstruck herself – like the time George Clooney invited her to stay at his palatial Italian villa.
“George was and is the nicest human being,” Davis writes. The two had starred together in the 2002 film “Solaris”; later, at the premiere of her film “Far From Heaven,” she mentioned to Clooney that she and her partner Julius Tennon had just been married.
“Listen, when you guys are ready, come to my villa in Italy,” Clooney told her. “You can stay for free and I’ll send someone to pick you up from the airport.”
She was shy, but she couldn’t not take Clooney up on the offer. When she and her husband flew into Milan, Clooney sent a car to pick them up for one of the most magical vacations of her life, dining on gourmet meals while overlooking Lake Como.
“I felt like I was in ‘The Great Gatsby,’” Davis writes.
She was even less chill when she was cast alongside Meryl Streep in the 2008 film “Doubt,” for which they’d both be nominated for Oscars. She was in full freak-out mode before their first rehearsal together.
“I got two yellow cans of homeopathic stress relief tablets from the health food store and downed one can in less than an hour. I was that nervous, terrified,” Davis writes. “She simply is seen as the best, and acting opposite her agitates the biggest beast that lives within every actor… the impostor syndrome.”
But Davis found in Streep a kindred artistic spirit committed to the craft – and a new friend.
“Eventually, we had the best conversations. About life, about her kids, and about the work. It was perfection,” Davis writes. “In between scenes, she’d share a chocolate with me. We ate a lot of chocolate.”