May 22, 2012

Making le Carré Films

If you want an impossible task, try making John le Carré’s Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy into a two hour film.
Le Carré is an exceptional case of literary man meets genre writer and his novels are deep and wide on characterization. He also knows how to make a scene go and go and go until you think he cannot make it go any further and, yet, he does. Readers become absorbed into his secret world. It is a world that takes a lot of words to create and is, therefore, difficult to compress into a two hour film.

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy is his masterpiece and the BBC adapted it into a seven part, 290 minute series in 1979. It was one of those uniquely British adaptations that stays true to the novel, almost a scene-by-scene medium transfer. Granada Television performed the same trick with Brideshead Revisited two years later, taking eleven episodes and 659 minutes to bring Waugh’s masterpiece to the small screen. It is a kind of literary cinematic fidelity of which easily distracted Americans are incapable of making.

The star of the BBC adaptation was Alec Guinness, the reluctant Obi Wan Kenobi. Of Star Wars, he wrote, “I began to be uneasy at the influence it might be having.” In his last years he shrivelled every time Star Wars was mentioned and used to throw all the Star Wars fan mail into the rubbish bin. He hated that it was probably what he would be best remembered for, but loved the money. Alec Guinness of the long and storied stage and film career. Alec Guinness, who delivered a pitch perfect Our Man In Havana. Alec Guinness was often called the man without a face for his ability to melt into roles. He was George Smiley of Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. Le Carré tells some very funny stories about how Sir Alec transformed himself into George Smiley (and, incidentally, one of the funnier stories about Peter Sellers, a man whose very breath was hilarity).

More than thirty years later the classic is unearthed for the Hollywood Treatment, apparently because an Anglo-French Hollywood has very few new and original ideas. Gary Oldman is selected to play George Smiley and here we have casting that is truly remarkable. Gary Oldman is our generation’s Man With No Face. Nor voice. Nor body. He physically melts into a part. He becomes George Smiley, the only screen character he has ever missed. Oldman knew what was ahead of him. He’s English. He had watched Guinness’ George Smiley when he himself was twenty-one years old and living in London. How could Guinness not cast a shadow over the role? But Gary Oldman pays an early homage to Guinness with a change of glasses and then makes the role all his own. Look at how Oldman’s Smiley confronts the Minister about their enormous Witchcraft mistake. The lines are delivered with a strength and boldness that reveals the steely core of the quiet and retiring Smiley. It is a moment that stops the film.

You could spend a longish book comparing and contrasting the BBC series and the film. For example, the claustrophobic dingy locations and sets of the BBC series is discarded for an imagined 1970s in the movie, where orange is used in an infrared manner. Much of the feel of the BBC series can be attributed to it being shot on a small budget and four years after the novel was published. They didn’t have to create the look and feel. They were still living in the period. The movie is a whole different creature.

Or compare the superb cast of both. Could you really say that either Michael Aldridge or Toby Jones played Percy Alleline better? Not really. But they are very different. There are a few exceptions, but the two productions are extraordinary in the richness of their variations. John le Carré is a very lucky man to have so much lavish talent invested in these adaptations. Most surprising was Benedict Cumberbatch, who played Peter Guillam in the movie. His star is just now rising and you can already see something magical about his performances. How could anyone prefer Robert Downey Jr.’s Sherlock Holmes to Benedict Cumberbatch’s?

I think my favorite line created for the movie must come from Connie Sachs, a boozy geriatric who looks at George Smiley after they witnessed two undergraduates mashing. She says, “I don’t know about you, George, but I’m feeling seriously underfucked.”

What is missing from the movie is the depth of character for the title roles. The book and the BBC series go into a great deal of explanation about who the mole suspects are and why they might be guilty. Here is the tension and the puzzle and the rocket fuel. After Smiley interviews Roy Bland on Hampstead Heath, you know what Smiley is thinking, you know why Smiley might suspect Roy Bland (at that point he no longer does) and you know an awful lot about Roy Bland. This is completely missing in the movie and so the denouement, when the mole is uncovered, is an anticlimax.

Far truer to the spirit of le Carré is a different film, The Good Shepherd, which was a kind of passion of Robert De Niro. Because the writing is so good and because it is not a literary adaptation, you’ve got to wonder if it wasn’t also a passion of the screenwriter, Eric Roth. It too is about a mole, a word that le Carré indoctrinated into the real intelligence world. Le Carré has that power; his language is adopted by the culture. “Stranger in our house” is what the CIA of The Good Shepherd calls a mole. Edward Wilson is the American equivalent of George Smiley and is played by Matt Damon. Joining Damon is a cast so illustrious that you get the feeling that De Niro called in a lot of favors for his pet project. And they all step up with nuanced performances, even William Hurt and Alec Baldwin. Look at Angelina Jolie playing Edward Wilson’s wife, Clover! Restrained and true and nothing at all like you’d expect from the paparazzi- and gossip-haunted Lara Croft. There are some images from The Good Shepherd that are strikingly beautiful and symbolically potent. One of a woman falling from a plane sums up the nature of the Cold War. The irony is that Matt Damon plays such a different kind of spook in the Bourne movies. Le Carré used to thank Ian Fleming for creating James Bond. In a way, Bond opened up the opportunity of Smiley. Without the slick impossibility of James Bond, the tragic poetry of Smiley would not have been appreciated. In a similar way, Jason Bourne opens the door for Edward Wilson. Unfortunately the moviegoing public is not as interested in the subtleties of De Niro’s vision. The Bourne trilogy has grossed almost a billion dollars to date, whereas The Good Shepherd has grossed one tenth of that. Fortunately De Niro has persisted and the follow up to The Good Shepherd is reportedly in the works.

May 10, 2012

Jung and Novels: The Manticore

In a series of scenes that any drunk could appreciate, David Staunton opens The Manticore standing up in a packed auditorium and screaming, “Who killed Boy Staunton?” It is a pivotal moment, after which he flees Toronto to the holy site of Jung, Zurich. Staunton has passed his own boundaries and slipped into madness He embarks on a Jungian analysis to regain control of himself. This is the final novel that I will highlight on this blog that uses a Jungian analysis as a narrative device.

The Manticore is the second book of The Deptford Trilogy, but students of Davies will see that it is really the final volume of a Jungian trilogy. Jung is not a character in The Manticore, unlike the other two novels I’ve written about: Pilgrim and The World Is Made of Glass. But Davies goes very deeply into the analytical process.

The real Jungian trilogy is A Mixture of Frailties (1958), Fifth Business (1970) and The Manticore (1972). You can see how Davies is just starting to delve into Jungian psychology in A Mixture of Frailties. Fifth Business gets to the very rich roots of the story with such astonishing clarity that Jungians cannot miss the technique. Fifth Business pits the Puer Aeternus (i.e. Boy Staunton) against the Senex (i.e. Dunstan Ramsey). They are two sides of the same coin.

[As a side note, I will never trust a book recommendation engine until Fifth Business and Iris Murdoch’s A Severed Head point to each other.]

By the time of The Manticore, Davies is so comfortable with both analytical psychology and himself that he can use an analysis as a narrative device, despite never having undergone analysis himself.

While the third novel of The Deptford Trilogy, World of Wonders, works well as a novel, it is missing the blistering insight of his previous three novels. It does begin with one of the greatest metaphors of the artist in fiction. In response to the question, "What do you call a great magician," the greatest magician replies:

“A man who can stand stark naked in the midst of a crowd and keep it gaping for an hour while he manipulates a few coins, or cards, or billiard balls.”

This is the essence of great art: An artist who can turn nothing into not just something, but something that deeply absorbs an audience. Later in life Davies himself compared his writing to alchemy, another subject that Jung explored. Davies said that he had turned a great deal of dross writing into a lot of money.

By the time that Davies wrote The Manticore, he had published four novels and found international literary fame. He was a literary man whose confidence was bolstered by accomplishment and accolades. So he took some risks, including a serious engagement with analytical psychology. He uses a lot more dream analysis than I felt like I could get away with in Powder Dreams.

Davies also uses a reflective view of analysis. While he tries to make Staunton have real decisions to sort through during analysis, it is nothing compared to what Staunton sees in his past. This was something I tried to address in Powder Dreams; how do you show the momentum of analysis as events unfold around you? Twenty-twenty hindsight is easy enough, especially with a skilled guide (i.e. analytical psychologist), but to sort through current events as they are slapping you in the face, that is a real challenge.

A Jungian analyst once told me his beef with The Manticore was the lack of encounter with the Collective Unconscious. Again Davies does not excel at this kind of in-your-face experience.

The Manticore has some of the greatest metaphors ever developed in literature, including being shat out of the anus of primal experience (i.e. the final bear cave scene which pairs beautifully with Staunton’s first experience with evil), how to live life in terms of a three dimensional chess board, and finally a parable of living with one’s demons as Christmas dinner guests are given gingerbread men.

The Manticore is peerless in its perfection of bringing Jung and the novel together.

Mar 7, 2012

Finance in Literary Novels

John Lancaster wrote a piece in the Financial Times bemoaning the lack of finance in fiction, especially in Litarary Fiction. Here's an excerpt:

"It’s especially apparent in literary fiction, which often seems to have a positive aversion to the depiction of work in general, and financial work in particular."

This is an excellent opportunity for me to toot my own horn. A large part of Powder Dreams takes place against the backdrop of the Chicago Merc and the narrator is heavily in the middle of the world of finance. Non-finance types have told me that I do an excellent job of explaining how the financial world works and my finance friends tell me I got it 99% right.

Mar 3, 2012

The Shaman Papers Review

Gail Gray at The Shaman Papers posted a very nice (Jungian) review of Powder Dreams. Here's the last line:

"Don't miss this thought provoking contemporary novel - it could have a powerful and profound on the way you think and experience life."

Complete review may be read here.

Feb 24, 2012

Jung and Novels: The World Is Made of Glass

The sexually voracious Magda opens Morris West’s The World Is Made of Glass. She has just accidentally killed a lover in a Berlin house of appointment. She is a trained but not practicing doctor, an aristocrat and amoral. She’s also in a bad way, having alienated her daughter, her horses and her dogs. People and animals avoid her. They sense that something has gone very wrong with her soul.

She is perfectly set up for a marathon two day session with The Doctor of Soul, Carl Jung.

Here is an exceptional novel that uses a Jungian analysis as narrative device, the second of three that I’m writing about on this blog.

Morris West goes before Timothy Findley in using Jung as not just a character in his novel, but Jung as a first person narrator. This is remarkable literary self-confidence.

The trick in using a Jungian analysis as narrative device is to avoid two people sitting in armchairs, just talking, as the main story. The therapy sessions are moments of reflection and revelation. They are preparatory to where life propels. The easy way out is to recount the doctor and patient dialogue, although it is not very exciting for the reader. This was my chief concern when writing Powder Dreams.

Findley uses the extraordinary circumstances of Jung’s initial engagement with Freud as the backdrop for his novel Pilgrim. This must be around 1908-1909, when events in Jung’s life provide ample story to keep a reader on edge and interested.

For The World Is Made of Glass, West uses the final stage of Jung’s break with Freud in 1913. Jung has left the Burghölzli and is spending an inordinate amount of time making small villages of pebbles and sticks, what is outwardly a ridiculous pursuit for a grown man. But West takes you convincingly into what was going on in Jung’s head as he toiled at these mini cities. And also as Jung deals with having both a perfect wife, Emma, and an adoring mistress, Toni Wolff. His break with Freud is integral to the story, too.

This is the secret of West’s approach to the novel. There are two parallel first person narratives: Magda as she begins her final meltdown and Jung as he embarks in his own trip to madness. West takes you deep into their thoughts and each is portrayed in rich detail. He does it not just as flashbacks and contemplations of the past, but as Magda and Jung sit face-to-face in their sessions. The carefully written sexual tension carries more than one scene.

The Jung scholars will fault West for a few details, the most glaring being Jung’s constant worries about money. Jung married the second wealthiest woman in Switzerland. He never had money worries afterwards.

But West manages the story brilliantly and The World Is Made of Glass is full of absorbing characters and stories.

Feb 20, 2012

Psychology Today Interview

I was interviewed by David Weiss, a blogger at Psychology Today. Here's a sampling:

Q: As you're writing, do you ever have a picture of the reader that will be attracted to that particular story?

A: At times in the past, I tried to imagine an audience of one, someone with whom I was sitting and telling a story. This technique never got me very far. One day I was driving back from a sporting clays shoot, which is one of my pastimes in the UK (they have great shoots here). I was listening to "Desert Island Discs" and Stephen King was on. He said that the very first person he tries to please when writing is himself. It was such a simple idea and yet so often overlooked. It has been my guide ever since. If I don't find the material interesting, few others will.

The interview covers a lot of ground: creative process, the link between writing and Jung for me, etc. The full interview may be found here.

Feb 14, 2012

Reviewed By Analytical Psychologist

Warren Colman at the Journal of Analytical Psychology wrote a review of Powder Dreams for their February 2012 edition. Here is an excerpt:

"Despite his comments on his publisher's website that writing about an analysis in a novel in an interesting and authentic way is painfully difficult, David Ward-Nanney has been very successful in doing so. Notwithstanding that this is necessarily fictionalized, his account of Bo Grayson's analysis is a fascinating window into what a classical analysis may be like from a patient's point of view."

The complete review may be found here.