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V S NAIPAUL AT HOME
The Nobel Laureate talks to Farrukh Dhondy
IF ONE WANTED a neat little illustration D J TAYLOR How, in other words, is the tiny
of the present government’s attitude fraction of the Culture Department’s
towards literature it could be found in
Downing Street’s reaction, some years Literature and budget set aside for the promotion of
literature being spent? Last month I
back, to the news that V S Naipaul spent several days reading the entries
had been awarded the Nobel Prize for
Literature. Did a telegram wing its Leviathan for the annual Norther n Rock
Writer’s Award, an extraordinary phil-
way out of Number Ten to convey the anthropic scheme – privately funded,
Prime Minister’s congratulations? Was Cabinet business of course – which pays its laureate a salary of £20,000
momentarily suspended so that our legislators could pay for three years to get on with his or her work. The really
tribute to a man of genius, whose international standing curious feature of this exercise, at any rate when it came
had now been confirmed by the Stockholm curia? Not to the submissions by poets, was the similarity of the
a bit of it. Downing Street responded to the solicitations supporting statements. ‘Unfortunately publication of this
of telephoning arts journalists with such diffident collection has had to be delayed, owing to my publishers
bewilderment as to betray immediately the fact that no losing their grant…’; ‘As funding has recently been cut, I
one in the building knew who the author of A House for am afraid that…’. This kind of thing, it should instantly
Mr Biswas was. be said, is not confined to the North East, and any liberal-
The gap between government and that part of the gov- minded sponsor who attempted to replicate the
erned which makes its living from writing has not always Northern Rock scheme in other parts of the country
been an abyss. Victorian Cabinets came thronged with would meet with an identical response.
clever men immersed in the life of the mind. Gladstone Regional arts funding has changed dramatically since the
was the author of Homeric studies; his Tory opponent turn of the decade. Long-term support for such vital parts
the Earl of Derby occupied his leisure time in translating of the local cultural fabric as the modestly attended literary
the Iliad into blank verse. A generation later the Liberal festival and the high-minded small press has mostly gone
politician John Morley estimated that at least three leading out of the window, to be replaced by an insistence on
members of the Conservative administration of 1887 glamorous-sounding ‘projects’, often involving the impor-
could have earned their livings as authors. However tation of metropolitan talent, which look splendid on the
debased by falling educational standards, this interest was CVs of the people who organise them. Here in Norwich,
kept up through the twentieth century. Harold Macmillan for example, an organisation called the New Writing
was a publisher; Stanley Baldwin almost single-handedly Partnership, lavishly supported by East England Arts,
responsible for the revival of public interest in the novels together with the local council and the University of East
of Mary Webb. Even Mrs Thatcher, written off by every Anglia, stages an annual series of discussions, readings and
progressive newspaper as a hopeless philistine, knew workshops. No expense is spared: at the inaugural event I
enough of Larkin’s poetry to be able to quote lines from it bumped into a man from the Sunday Times who remarked
to their author when they met and was heard informing a – words I had never previously heard spoken by an arts
dinner-table audience that most of Western society’s journalist – ‘Wow! This is a bit over-funded, isn’t it?’ It
problems had been foreseen by Dostoevsky. was. Meanwhile, forty miles up the road, the King’s Lynn
Twenty years on from Mrs T’s occasional dinner parties Fiction Festival, a beacon for the literary-minded folk of
for ‘intellectuals’ (see the amusing accounts in Anthony North-West Norfolk, had just had its grant taken away and
Powell’s Journals), not the tiniest fragment of this tradition was being forced to look for private sponsorship.
survives. The Prime Minister’s idea of ‘culture’ is hob- Naturally, public money spent on literature is not merely
nobbing with the Gallagher brothers. The Secretary of there to subsidise events and businesses that would make a
State for Culture’s pet scheme of the last two years has been loss without it. We had enough of that in the 1970s, with
the licensing of US-style ‘mega-casinos’. Searching for a the thousands of pounds squandered on the New Review
solitary Cabinet minister who had performed the not terri- and the short-lived New Fiction Society, a scheme
bly difficult act of writing a book I could only come up designed to encourage the reading of new novels which
with the name of Gordon Brown, who, two decades ago, racked up such astronomical costs that critics maintained it
in another world, produced a rather good biography of the would have been cheaper to hand out the books gratis on
ILP leader James Maxton. The single faint exception to this the pavement outside the Arts Council’s Piccadilly HQ.
rule is the Libraries Minister, David Lammy, who, despite a On the other hand, there are dozens of good literary cases
reluctance to use the powers invested in him by legislation, crying out for funding that is currently denied them. While
does at least seem to realise that public libraries are not nobody can do anything about the philistines around the
intended to be a subsidised version of HMV. Cabinet table, the literature budget is something in which
But if the government’s attitude to ‘books’ and their we can all take an interest. If every reader of the Literary
authors veers somewhere between puzzled incomprehen- Review wrote to ask his or her local arts-funding body
sion and mild hostility, what about policy on the ground? exactly how their money is laid out, it would be a start.
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CONTENTS
SCOTT MANDELBROTE teaches his- HISTORY 26 SIMON HEFFER Bad Faith: A Forgotten History of Family and
tory at Peterhouse, Cambridge, and Fatherland Carmen Callil The Unfree French: Life under the
is an editorial director of the Occupation Richard Vinen
Newton Project (www.newtonpro-
29 J ONATHAN M IRSKY The Long March Sun Shuyun
ject.ic.ac.uk). He is writing a book
about the reception of the Greek 30 DAVID CESARANI Killing Hitler: The Third Reich and the Plots
text of the Old Testament in early against the Führer Roger Moorhouse In the Bunker with
modern Europe and editing the Hitler: The Last Witness Speaks Bernd Freytag von
Warden’s Punishment Book of All Loringhoven with François d’Alançon
Souls College, Oxford.
31 NORMAN STONE Twice a Stranger: How Mass Expulsion
MICHAEL BURLEIGH’s Sacred Causes Forged Modern Greece and Turkey Marion Rodgers
will be published this autumn by
HarperCollins. WARRIORS 32 A NDREW R OBERTS Wavell: Soldier and Statesman
Victoria Schofield
ANDREW ROBERTS’s A History of the
34 JUSTIN MAROZZI Kublai Khan: From Xanadu to Superpower
English-Speaking Peoples Since 1900
will be published in September. John Man
36 CHARLES WHEELER American Shogun: MacArthur, Hirohito and
TIM HEALD’s Village Cricket is pub- the American Duel with Japan Robert Harvey
lished in paperback this month by 38 ALLAN MALLINSON Dusty Warriors: Modern Soldiers at War
Little, Brown.
Richard Holmes
POETS 39 PETER MCDONALD District and Circle Seamus Heaney C HARLES S AUMAREZ S MITH is
40 ANDRO LINKLATER George Mackay Brown: The Life Director of the National Gallery.
Maggie Fergusson
SARA WHEELER is a much-admired
travel writer. Her biography of Denys
GENERAL 42 MICHAEL BURLEIGH Absent Minds: Intellectuals in Britain Finch Hatton is published by Cape.
Stefan Collini
43 A BIGAIL G REEN The Conquest of Nature: Water, Landscape PAUL JOHNSON thinks he has writ-
ten about forty books. His Creators
and the Making of Modern Germany David Blackbourn
will be published in June by
44 RICHARD OVERY Among the Dead Cities A C Grayling Weidenfeld & Nicolson.
46 T IM H EALD Return to Akenfield: Portrait of an English
Village in the 21st Century Craig Taylor CHRISTOPHER WOODWARD is the
47 LUCY LETHBRIDGE The Sunlight on the Garden: A Family in author of In Ruins (Vintage) and is
currently writing a book on British
Love, Madness and War Elizabeth Speller
admirers of Napoleon.
48 C RISPIN T ICKELL The Weather Makers: The History and
Future Impact of Climate Change Tim Flannery R ICHARD O VERY ’s The Dictators:
49 S ARA W HEELER The Founding of Arvon: A Memoir of the Hitler’s Germany, Stalin’s Russia was
Early Years of the Arvon Foundation John Moat awarded the Wolfson Prize for
History 2005 and is available in
50 H U G H M A S S I N G B E R D Penguins Stopped Play: Eleven
paperback from Penguin.
Village Cricketers Take on the World Harry Thompson
FRANK MCLYNN, the author of over
FICTION 51 P AMELA N ORRIS The Other Side of You Salley Vickers twenty books, is a self-confessed
52 F RANCIS K ING The Woman who Waited Andreï Makine movie buff. His new book, Lionheart
and Lackland, will be published in
53 A NDREW B ARROW White Blood James Fleming
September by Jonathan Cape.
54 D ONALD R AYFIELD The Railway Hamid Ismailov
55 LINDY BURLEIGH Keeping the World Away Margaret Forster P AMELA N ORRIS ’s Words of Love:
56 T RISTAN Q UINN Chronicler of the Winds Henning Mankell Passionate Women from Heloise to
56 P HILIP W OMACK A Bit of a Marriage Karina Mellinger Sylvia Plath will be published by
HarperCollins in June.
57 SIMON BAKER ON FIRST NOVELS
DONALD RAYFIELD’s Stalin and his
Hangmen is published by Viking. He
is currently completing A Georgian
English Dictionary.
CRIME 60 JESSICA MANN
J USTIN M AROZZI is the author of
SILENCED VOICES 59 LUCY POPESCU Tamerlane: Sword of Islam, Conqueror
AUDIOBOOK 58 SUSAN CROSLAND of the World, published in paperback
POETRY COMPETITION 62 by HarperPerennial. He is confident
LETTERS 19 a suitably bold publisher will step
forward to publish his controversial
LR CROSSWORD 9
novel Islamistan, a satire on Iraq.
LR BOOKSHOP 40
CLASSIFIEDS 64 A LLAN M ALLINSON was a profes-
sional soldier for thirty-five years.
His latest novel, Company of Spears,
is published by Bantam.
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S COTT M ANDELBROTE shocked by the dirty secret that really did emerge from
Newton’s manuscripts in the 1850s. Sir David Brewster
A MAN AND HIS MYTH (1781–1868), whose career as a pastor in the Church of
Scotland foundered when he fainted under the stress of
having to say grace in public, had thundered in defence
N EWTON of Newton’s virtue when writing his biography in 1831.
★ Almost twenty-five years later, a close acquaintance with
By Peter Ackroyd Newton’s unpublished writings convinced Brewster (and
(Chatto & Windus 163pp £12.99) all but the most credulous of his readers) that it was
incontrovertible that Newton had indeed been an anti-
T HE LIFE OF Isaac Newton (1642–1727) is hardly Trinitarian heretic.
unknown. Reclusive though Newton may have been in Brewster’s change of heart helped to establish that, for
the prime of his invention, long before the end of his life a proper understanding of Newton, the biographer
he had become a moving tourist attraction. French abbés, would need to get behind the stories and encounter the
German academic tyros and Italian astronomers considered man as he appeared in manuscript and on the printed
a visit to Newton to be worth the detour, whether they page. Books that Newton’s contemporaries considered
were seeking interpretations of ancient history, demonstra- too difficult even for their author to understand no
tions of alchemical furnaces, or guidance on mathematical longer seemed so incomprehensible once their composi-
analysis. As President of the Royal Society from 1703, tion began to be unravelled. Yet while the facets of
Newton took control of a body at least part of whose pur- mathematical and philosophical genius were gradually
pose was international communication illuminated by the Newtonian schol-
and used it shamelessly to promulgate arship of the twentieth century, a dif-
his own version of his past. Thanks to ferent dark mist descended. Brewster
his careful supervision of both evidence had worried about Newton’s alchemy.
and the forms of inquiry, the committee It was celebrated by Maynard Keynes,
of the Royal Society that was charged who bought most of Newton’s
with determining who had been the alchemical manuscripts. These had
first mathematician to discover the been sold in 1936 to pay for the
calculus came down firmly on Newton’s expensive divorce of Viscount
side. From then on, the myth of Lymington (whose aristocratic inter-
Newton’s youthful genius began to ests were Hitler and horses). Newton
acquire more and more lustre. It was the magus rose ascendant from the
burnished enthusiastically by a succes- 1936 sale, and has only recently come
sion of star-struck admirers, whose down in flames now that historians
accounts of their hero were drawn have begun to understand that seven-
together by a calculating nephew-in- teenth-century alchemists were doing
law, with an eye to supplementing his real experiments when they set off to
considerable inheritance through a hunt the green lion.
biography of, and posthumous publica- Newton: tourist attraction Familiar though parts of it may be,
tions of writings by, the great man. the truth about Newton’s life is
Poetry, paintings, portrait medals and a memorial in indeed stranger than fiction. This was a man who
Westminster Abbey followed the scientist’s death in what shunned company but ended up on intimate terms with
the art historian Francis Haskell referred to as ‘the apothe- the most intelligent woman ever to become Princess of
osis of Newton’. Yet always there was a darker undertow. Wales. Someone whose laughter was so infrequent that
The authors of well-meaning English instructions for his friends recorded it, on each of the three occasions
youth discovered that the tales of Newton’s chamber- that they heard it. He was one of the most original
fellows or secretaries, revealing absent-mindedness and mathematicians ever to have lived, who nevertheless
obsession, could easily be drawn into the penumbra of believed that the ancient Greeks had really mastered
eccentr icity that sur rounds genius. Newton’s everything that he had discovered. As an obscure don,
Continental biographers were less charitable. The nine- he encouraged his university to defy the king and
teenth-century mathematician Augustus de Morgan justified himself before Judge Jeffreys as a consequence.
worried instead about what he believed he had uncovered Not ten years later, as Warden of the Mint, he showed
concerning Newton’s pimping of his niece to aristocratic himself to be ruthless in hunting down those who coun-
friends. De Morgan’s moral anxiety was ironic as well as terfeited the royal coin. Yet all the while, he knew that
misplaced. He was a Unitarian, and so not likely to be his own religious beliefs made it illegal for him to hold
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public office. Such paradoxes suggest that there is no Time Out Critics’ Choice • Guardian • Times
easy way to write the life of Isaac Newton. Independent • Sunday Times • Whatsonstage.com
Peter Ackroyd would not agree. He has cast Newton as Mail on Sunday • Sunday Express
the third in a series of brief lives, which are meant to
EXONERATED
express his own passions, commitments, and personal
THE
interests. The account he gives is indeed brief. On the
subject of passion, it is mercifully succinct and careful,
acknowledging that there simply is no evidence that
Newton loved anybody (perhaps not even himself). The
problem, unfortunately, is that Ackroyd is not particularly
interested in, and is certainly not committed to, any of the Only until 11th June
things that really bothered Newton. Like a bemused
Cambridge undergraduate hearing Newton’s lectures of
the 1680s, he is all at sea with the mathematics. Even the
great book, the Principia, cannot save him, and tugs him
under to drown in confusion over the differences in
content between the three editions that were printed in
Newton’s lifetime. Newton’s experimental natural
philosophy does not command much more historical
understanding, and it too leaves Ackroyd mouthing plati-
tudes. The modern idea of a grand, unified theory in
physics rubs shoulders with New Age reassurances that
mathematics is mystical and gravity just a vision. Ackroyd
claims that ‘we still live in a Newtonian universe’. We
don’t, and neither did Newton, but that is surely not the
point. Readers will not want to be made woozy by
Newton’s theory of fluxions or method of fluents, but
they might appreciate an author who understands the dif-
ference between such things and the differential or integral
calculus that they learnt at school. At the other extreme, ‘The stars lead an exemplary cast.
they might like to learn something about Newton’s
alchemy, apart from being told that it was ‘a recondite art’, But this is a show that doesn’t need big
and they might be curious to know how someone who
was an Arian in his beliefs differed from ordinary Puritans. names to make it essential viewing.’
Newton wrote difficult things and it is unlikely that there Lyn Gardner, The Guardian
will be many people who are capable of finding enthusiasm
for all of them. Despite this, more than a century and a half ‘This play is one of the most extraordinary events
of scholarship on Newton has been fruitful. Ackroyd might
have found out more about it. Had he done so, he would I have ever seen and it will do more to promote
not have made minor errors such as misdating several man- justice than any literary efforts I have seen.’
uscripts or attributing to John Locke an influence on the
writing of the Principia that he did not have and could not U.S. Attorney General Janet Reno
have had. He would not believe that the Principia was a
kind of textbook. He might even understand why Newton Guest stars
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P AUL J OHNSON along in 1890. That in turn held the field until the mid
1930s, when John Maynard Keynes published his
THE MAN FROM KIRKCALDY General Theory of Employment, Interest and Money. I
possess copies of all these tomes, and no less than three
of The Wealth of Nations, but I cannot honestly claim to
A DAM S MITH AND THE P URSUIT OF have read any. That is, I have certainly, like many people,
P ERFECT L IBERTY dipped into Wealth on a number of occasions, but never
★ read it through. But as Dr Johnson asked, aggressively:
By James Buchan ‘Do you, Sir, read books through?’
(Profile Books 288pp £14.99) Buchan, in this mercifully brief and often lively book,
is concerned to present the whole Smith, as man and
ADAM SMITH’S The Wealth of Nations, published in 1776, is author. That means he devotes some time to The Theory
one of those ‘great’ books which everyone cites with of Moral Sentiments, which some would say is his best
approval and no one actually reads. James Buchan, who book, and which has certainly stood up to the buffeting
has made himself our leading authority on Enlightenment of time better than Wealth. Smith saw himself not as an
Scotland, has fun at the expense of Alan Greenspan, the economist – God forbid: it had a quite different mean-
famous head of the American Federal Reserve Bank, who ing in those days and denoted ‘thrifty’, even ‘stingy’ –
came to Scotland in February 2005 to sing the praises of but as a philosopher. For many years he held the chair of
Smith at Kirkcaldy, his birthplace. He called Smith ‘a moral philosophy at Glasgow University, and Buchan
towering genius in the development of the modern world’ says ‘we have no fewer than four sets of students’ long-
for his ‘demonstration of the inherent stability and growth hand notes of his lectures’. Smith was an extremely
of what we now term free-market capitalism as a result of ambitious and self-confident man. He planned a whole
the principle of the invisible hand’ that he discovered. series of books encompassing virtually all human knowl-
According to Buchan, though the phrase ‘invisible hand’ edge. Only the Theory and Wealth actually got written,
occurs three times in Smith’s oeuvre, in none of these but other bits and pieces (and two hundred letters)
instances does it have any reference to free-market capital- survive and have been published in modern editions.
ism. Greenspan was talking nonsense. Among those There is thus no excuse for misunderstanding Adam
listening to his nonsense, and applauding it, was Gordon Smith. Yet, as Buchan argues, there are two Adam
Brown, who also comes from Kirkcaldy and is its MP. He Smiths known to us. One, the real Smith, ‘is cautious,
promotes Smith as the patron saint of his own version of voluminous, qualified, liberal with a small “l” and utterly
Scottish socialism, and this is nonsense too. disdained’. The other, the Smith of public knowledge, ‘is
So what? I don’t suppose Buchan himself would have brief, brash, Liberal with a large “L”, inaccurate, shady,
read The Wealth of Nations had he not been planning to and one of the most famous men who ever lived’. He
write a book about its author. No one reads a volume of argues that the reason for this two-Smith character is that
economics unless he is paid to do so, or about to sit an ‘Adam Smith fell among economists and politicians who
examination. What is remarkable about the book is that, constitute, more even than professional footballers, always
in the two decades after its publication, it was very the least literate sections of English-speaking society’. (I
widely read, especially by public men, and had a percep- quote this as an example of Buchan’s trenchancy – not
tible effect on policy, helping to promote the first always plausible on a second, or even a first, reading.)
glimmerings of the free-trade movement, which was Certainly, the fault is not Smith’s, since, says Buchan,
eventually to become the received wisdom of the earth. ‘No Scotsman, except maybe R L Stevenson, has ever
Then it gradually slipped written so well in the ordi-
into the background, though nary prose of England and
it continued to be praised by B O O KF IND ING SE RVICE the United States.’
all as the economist’s bible. As I say, the book is lively,
By Victorian times, Walter Out-of-print, Collectable and Antiquarian and many sentences bring
Bagehot, editor of The titles in all subjects, including fiction one up short. I wish he had
Economist, was able to dismiss Books are willingly mailed overseas written more about Smith
it as ‘a very amusing book
about old times’. It was
Visa, MasterCard & American Express welcome as a person. He was a close
personal fr iend of David
superseded by John Stuart B ARLOW M OOR B OOKS Hume, and was also his
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time set the tone of Edinburgh society. Britain.’ (This was how he epitomised Wealth.)
Hume’s ‘atheism’ was well known (he was, Smith, I believe, was the original of the
by rights, an agnostic but the term had concept of the absent-minded professor,
not then been coined by T H Huxley) and I would have welcomed more
and the ministers were looking forward anecdotes about him falling into ditches
to his death in an agony of fear. while on lucubrating walks, and doing
When he died happy and unafraid, odd things like unconsciously imitating
the clergy were furious and excoriated the porter outside the Customs
those, like Boswell, who testified to House. Buchan says that after becoming
the fact. Smith wrote glowingly a Commissioner of Customs, he
about Hume in an open letter, looked up the list of prohibited goods,
compared him to Socrates and added: and, ‘upon examining my own
‘Upon the whole, I have always con- wearing apparel, I found, to my great
sidered him, both in his lifetime and astonishment, that I had scarce a stock,
since his death, as approaching as near a cravat, a pair of ruffles, or a pocket
to the idea of a perfectly wise and handkerchief which was not prohibited to
virtuous man, as perhaps the nature of be worn or used in Great Britain. I wished
human frailty will permit.’ to set an example and burnt them all.’ No
This tribute provoked outrage and wonder the Edinburgh shop-wives,
retaliation. Smith recorded: ‘A single, Smith: Scottish economist who watched him daily parading the
and, as I thought, a very harmless Sheet Old Town, with his cane on his shoul-
of paper, which I happened to write concerning the der like a musket, thought him mad. He is, however,
death of our late friend, Mr Hume, brought upon me the kind of madman, ceteris paribus, one would like to
ten times more abuse than the very violent attack I had have met.
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A LLAN M ASSIE we shall not prevail’, was anything other than a ruthless
and unscrupulous zealot.
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by the turbulence of her private life. At the age of nineteen Isabella, in exile in Madrid, she proved to be the neigh-
(in 1942) she married Mickey Rooney, then an MGM bour from hell. She despised acting and the world of the
superstar. Ava, who had been brought up in an atmosphere movies and was by no means unintelligent, courting the
of severe sexual repression, with parents who had major company of writers, some of whom became close friends:
hang-ups about carnality, was a virgin when she married Hemingway, Robert Graves, Henry Miller. But the
but took to sex with gusto; it soon became apparent that drunken escapades and the rampant promiscuity became
she had both a natural talent and a voracious appetite for more and more pronounced. Lee Server’s description of
the pleasures of the flesh. Tiring of Rooney’s habitual infi- her fiery affair with the actor George C Scott sounds like
delities, she divorced him and married the clarinettist, hell on earth, with drunken violence the norm and the
bandleader and would-be intellectual Artie Shaw. Her new two of them engaging in a kind of obscene Attic
husband tried the Pygmalion treatment on her, introducing dialogue, the conversation sounding like some mad
her to books and the world of ideas, but Ava got tired of sound-mixer’s amalgam of the saltiest nautical language
his remorseless intellectual nagging and eventually found in with a battery of four-letter words. Ava loved to shock
her third spouse, Frank Sinatra, a partner on her own people with crude outbursts and crude deeds. Among the
hedonistic level. By this time Ava was a promiscuous latter, her favourite exploit was urinating in public in
woman, notably unbalanced, with a hotel lobbies (a taste she shared
taste for the bottle and a tendency to with other female performers, like
fly into rages after the first few Edith Piaf and Rachel Roberts).
drinks. Since Sinatra was one of the Among the for mer, her best-
most unpleasant individuals ever to known bon mot came when a
haunt even Hollywood – a place not reporter asked her what she saw in
noted for its quota of St Francises – a 119-pound weakling like Sinatra.
the stage was set for a stormy, Referring to the crooner’s notori-
on–off, six-year marriage, where it ous physical endowment, she coolly
was a toss-up which was the greater replied: ‘Well, I’ll tell you –
prima donna. Yet even after divorce, nineteen pounds is cock.’
neither could entirely shake loose of Lee Server’s biography is not as
the other; for years afterwards there good as his previous work (on
were partial reconciliations, drink- Robert Mitchum), but this is
fuelled one-night stands and mainly because Ava Gardner was
rumours of remarriage. Sinatra, the neither as interesting nor as talented
control freak’s control freak, was as Mitchum. As a movie actress she
incandescent with rage that a mere was close to negligible. Claims
‘broad’ could treat him with con- have been made for her roles in
tempt, but no one saw through him Show Boat, Pandora and the Flying
more clearly than Ava, and it partic- Dutchman, and Mogambo, but the
ularly irked him that she openly only part in which she really
despised his Mafia cronies like Sam impressed was that of Maxine Falk
Giancana. Meanwhile, Ava was Gardner: unwholesome habits in The Night of the Iguana – where
working her way through the she was required to do little more
dozens of lovers she acquired in her heady career: actors, than play her own outrageous self. Cinephiles may well
toyboys, barmen, sailors, musicians – they were all grist to be disappointed in this book, which is best read as black
her mill. She made no distinction between Howard comedy – the kind of thing someone like Ter ry
Hughes, who spent much of his life vainly trying to make Southern might have devised as a fictional satire on
her his creature, and the latest fancy she had picked up in a Hollywood. But Ava’s ‘wicked, wicked life’ – to borrow
bar during one of her interminable pub crawls. She had a the title of Errol Flynn’s autobiography – could be read
particular penchant for bullfighters, and had a lengthy and by feminists as the tale of a woman who never truckled
torrid affair with Luis Miguel Dominguin, who in the to anyone or anything. Despite all her excesses and cru-
1950s was Spain’s premier matador. dities, I found it difficult to dislike Ava Gardner. As she
By the age of forty Ava Gardner was a sensational herself often admitted, she was at root a simple country
hedonist, a lady guaranteed to raise scandal wherever she girl, with a country girl’s values and attitudes, pitchforked
went. She was virtually thrown out of Franco’s Spain after into a world of unreality simply because of her beauty.
a long residence when she annoyed the locals by keeping She grabbed whatever she could lay her hands on, and
company with felonious gypsies and other lowlifes. For after all who could blame her?
the Argentine dictator Juan Perón and his second wife To order this book at £16, see LR Bookshop on page 40
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which saw Siegfried as the emancipating hero who was That is why the portrait of Nibelheim still has such
to break the bonds of an old and moribund authority, power for us, long after the Marxist cr itique of
gave way to another and quite incompatible vision, in capitalism has lost its sheen. The argument for the free
which Siegfried is the true transgressor, the one who, by economy was won a century ago by Ludwig von Mises;
failing to understand the meaning of promises, contracts the caricature known (after Saint-Simon and Marx) as
and laws, brings about his own and others’ destruction. ‘capitalism’ has no relation to the service economy that
No matter that the power that upholds these contracts prevails today in every part of the globe. Yet the Ring
and laws is a projection of our human need for him; no cycle still warns us of a deep and ineradicable fault in the
matter that he is imbued with all our human imperfec- scheme of things, a fault that lies concealed in freedom
tions; no matter that he, like we, must die. The point is itself, and which we must confront and overcome not in
that, in destroying the gods, we destroy ourselves. the world of power politics but in our own hearts,
In this transformation of the Ring story, from Young where love battles with selfishness, and renunciation
Hegelian beginnings to a quasi-Christian or at any rate with organic life. In other words, as I understand it, The
Schopenhauerian end, we witness a process of growing Ring is not about power or money or even love; it is
up in Wagner for which there is no equivalent in Marx. about original sin.
C HARLES S AUMAREZ S MITH Prado and saw Jonathan Brown’s brilliant exhibition on
the sale of Charles I’s collection that I realised the full
TREASURE GOING CHEAP extent of both the acquisition of great works of art by
the King and the extraordinary losses which resulted
from their subsequent sale. It has always felt as if England
T HE S ALE OF THE L ATE K ING ’ S G OODS : was struggling to keep up with other European coun-
C HARLES I AND H IS A RT C OLLECTION tries when it came to art, having been late in creating
★ a National Gallery. The reason it started off with a
By Jerry Brotton relatively inferior national collection was because its
(Macmillan 436pp £25) great royal collection, acquired in Italy, Spain and the
Low Countries during the 1620s, had been sold.
LIKE ANYONE INTERESTED in seventeenth-century history Now Jerry Brotton, a young historian at Queen Mary
and the origins of the English Civil War, I have been College with an enviable command of the secondary
aware that there were cultural issues involved. It is well literature, both historical and art-historical, and a good
known that Van Dyck created a powerful iconography understanding of the way objects and works of art assume
of kingship through his many portraits of Charles I. Art ideological significance, has told the amazing story of
historians have studied as an aspect of provenance the Charles I’s collection and its subsequent sale in full.
many great works of art which were acquired by Charles The story begins with Prince Henry’s activities as a
I from the Gonzaga collections in Mantua. And histori- collector, dying with a Gianbologna statuette of a horse
ans have described in detail Charles I’s lavish programme thrust into his hand by his younger brother. Surrounded by
of building construction, his addiction to the masque as courtiers who were interested in acquiring portraits and
the most opulent form of works of art for the galleries
court entertainment, and his of their Jacobean mansions
acquisition of pictures redo- (including the Earl of Arundel,
lent of popery for Henrietta who had travelled to Italy with
Maria’s chapel in Somerset Inigo Jones), the young Prince
House. These activities were Charles inherited his older
symptomatic of an increasing brother’s interest in art and his
isolation of the court – vain, mother’s collection of religious
cosmopolitan and self- art. He showed his mettle in
indulgent – from the King’s 1621 by complaining that
subjects, who were anxious to Rubens had sent him a picture
know how his extravagance ‘scarce touched by his own
was going to be paid for. hand, and the posture so forced,
However, it was only as the Prince will not admit the
when, four years ago, I picture into his gallery’.
walked into the great, barrel- In 1623, Charles went on a
vaulted, early-nineteenth- bizarre mission with the Duke
centur y galler ies of the Charles I: iconography of kingship of Buckingham to Madrid,
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LETTERS
As a sixth-form student studying Latin and Greek, I was As a man of faith and a supporter of Gaian theory, it was
very pleased to see that Boris Johnson had written a with interest that I read Bryan Appleyard’s article on
sexy Classics book to inspire others. I did enjoy the Lovelock’s The Revenge of Gaia. I agree with Appleyard
review very much – but I think that there is a problem in the most part; the important contribution that
with the book. Johnson’s central thesis is wrong – there Lovelock has made to environmentalism is often over-
is absolutely no point in comparing the EU and the looked. Yet I find the reviewer’s comments on the
Roman Empire. One grew gradually and, one might relation between religion and Gaia highly debatable.
say, organically, by force of arms. But the EU has grown Gaia is surely compatible with the doctrine of Christian
the other way round – it was started to avoid war. There Stewardship – both talk of the inherent importance of
is no cultural influence from Brussels in the way that the universe and our responsibility to live in it correctly.
Rome influenced Europe. Nor do we ape the manners The idea of a finely tuned universe is not out of sync
and customs of the Belgians, but laugh at them for being with religious understanding either; in fact the notion of
boring. The only comparison to be made is that geo- a finely tuned universe is an argument for a divine cre-
graphically they cover similar ground. It seems rather ator. If John 3:16’s ‘for God so loved the world’ is to be
that Johnson has thought up a good idea for a book understood in truth, then the Christian has a duty not
without thinking too hard about his subject matter. only to understand, but to embrace the teachings of
If interest in the Classics is to survive, then Johnson James Lovelock.
might like to find a more convincing argument for his Yours faithfully,
next book. Don Huxley
Yours faithfully, St Mary’s Bay,
T J Kilkenny Auckland,
Sussex New Zealand
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Would you say luck has any part to play in the career and to find out what was going on there. They already knew
success of a writer? what was to be known.
I worked so hard for so many things. The luck came I can’t stress this strongly enough – everything I dis-
at the beginning when I was trying to get started. That covered and wrote was done for myself. I didn’t know
day in the Langham Hotel, the BBC building where I what on earth I was doing at MIT, but I had accepted
was working, if it hadn’t occurred to me to write about their invitation to speak about the book and I found
the street in which I grew up in Port of Spain in they were very concerned about Iran. I remember talk-
Trinidad, I might have floundered for many years. If the ing about the Iranian love of blood. When a man fell
people in the room – the freelancers’ room in the BBC bleeding in a religious demonstration, people went and
– hadn’t encouraged me, I might never have got started. dipped their hands and pieces of cloth in his blood. The
I felt I was doing it in my own way. It wasn’t all easy people I was with refused to believe it. This couldn’t
going – the book I was writing wasn’t published for happen. Oh God! How wise they were!
four years. There was an American paper which was going to
England had different ideas of writing then – from serialise the book in three parts, but they cancelled.
what I was doing. This has gone on right to this day. Why?
Would you say you were writing outside the tradition of They would have been told by the Wise People that it
English literature? must be stopped. Twenty years later it may seem that
That’s Leavis and Cambridge and all that – and it’s not these ideas were to be given to a waiting world – but
important. What’s important is that England didn’t they still had a hard time.
understand what I was doing. If it were my own territo- Even in the first book, Miguel Street, I was experi-
ry it would be different, but I have no territory. England menting. I wanted it to be simple, new and pictorial –
has not appreciated or acknowledged the work I have every sentence.
done. My task was to open up a territory of readership. Did your experience of writing change as you went on?
It was very slow – too slow for me. My idea of writing developed as I wrote. I still have
Were you conscious of trying to open up this territory of no big idea of writing. My only idea is that if you are
readership? doing non-fiction it should be truthful. The people
I always wrote for the smallest audience: my wife (Pat, about whom you write should themselves be able to see
and now Nadira), someone I knew at the BBC, my the truth of it. After the book we’ve spoken about,
publishers and my editor at Deutsch. Among the Believers, was published, people wrote from
Surely a book like Among the Believers, which entailed travels Iran to say I’d missed the point. I had written about
through the Muslim world, was written for a universal audience? driving in Tehran. It’s dangerous and precarious. The car
Since writing is a process of learning, writing that I was in returned from every journey with the scrapings
book was a process for me. It found a readership after it of paint from other cars.
was published. And they picked on the same observation when I read
It got into a lot of trouble in places like Harvard and extracts to a Harvard audience. They didn’t like that
MIT. There are some very wise people in these places at Harvard at all. Harvard said it was ‘colonial’ to write
who, in their wisdom, had no need to go to a country the truth.
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Do you think you met particularly bigoted or silly people at gives people a name – very important. There is a line of
these universities? The Wise Ones? emotion in his writing, which varies as he writes so you
I don’t think so. I think these universities have passed follow the emotion of the writer rather than the banality
their peak. The very idea of the university may be of how the narrative is going to end. There’s no one
finished. In Oxford, for a long time, they were produc- like him, I think.
ing divines. Then it took a turn and the University There is the brutality of his short life. He began writing
began to produce smart people. The idea of learning when he was thirty, and then in ten years it was almost all
came quite late, in the early nineteenth century perhaps, over. He was in pain, then mad, so everything he did was
and it went on some way into the twentieth. done in ten years. He must have worked all the time and
Now, apart from sciences, there seems to be no pur- yet with a kind of ease. It is a supernatural talent. And
pose to a university education. The Socialists want to when you read, you ask yourself what is the country that’s
send everybody to these places. I feel that these places giving him all this wonderful material and you have to
ought to be wrapped up and people should buy their see, after a while, that it isn’t a country that’s giving him
qualifications at the Post Office. the material. He, by his vision, is creating a country.
Not including scientific qualifications? It’s strange. When we read
No, those must remain. But the Maupassant at school he seemed
Humanities – they seem to me to very provincial, very French. That
be worthless disciplines. is still true, but the work is
Though you just said that your ideas for everybody.
of writing developed as you yourself This can’t be said of English
wrote, in the past you’ve spoken and writers. (We can leave Dickens
written about the function of writing in out of that consideration.) English
a culture, for example in Russia … writing is very much of England,
… and in France. These ideas for the people of England, and is
have themselves developed. They not meant to travel too far.
didn’t come to me from the start. I Which writers would you say partic-
was too ignorant. Say when I began ularly fall into this Englishness?
to read Maupassant I was too igno- Hardy. An unbearable writer.
rant to appreciate him fully. Some Why?
wisdom is needed, some experience He can’t wr ite. He doesn’t
is needed before you see a culture know how to compose a para-
and you see the writers more clearly. g raph, no g ift of nar rative. I
If you were talking to me twenty- would say that the Romantic fem-
five years ago I would have said inine fiction has that quality.
Balzac was the g reatest French Even the great ones? Jane Austen?
writer. Now I say Maupassant – a What trouble I have with Jane
very great man. I began to reread Austen! Jane Austen is for those
Balzac and had a certain amount of people who wish to be educated
trouble with it. I was disappointed – in English manners. If that isn’t
with myself really. I came across the Maupassant stories, part of your mission, you don’t know what to do with
all the stories – 1,100 pages. They were in chronological this material.
order and quite well translated. It was an education. There was a conference at Bath a few years ago and I
In the beginning he writes very carefully, not wishing was invited. I was a very bad conference guest – I didn’t
to put a foot wrong. In the middle he is more secure. say a word. But they gave me a copy of Jane Austen’s
He does things instinctively and well, and then, near the novel set in Bath – Northanger Abbey. In my recent illness
end of his life, his thoughts are about death, and the I’ve been looking at books I haven’t read before so I
pieces get shorter and they are very, very affecting. picked it up.
There is a character in a Chekhov play who talks about I thought halfway through the book, Here am I, a
Maupassant and says his talent is almost supernatural, and grown man reading about this terrible vapid woman and
I have to agree with that, because in nearly every story her so-called love life – she calls it ‘love’, having seen
there is a complete life that is being displayed. And there this fellow once. I said to myself, What am I doing with
are so many stories. You wonder where he got the this material? This is for somebody else, really. It’s for
material and it seems so natural and easy. someone down the road, not for me.
When you read, you can analyse it and see his Are you then surprised that people make so much of her?
method. It’s very precise geographically and he always Yes, it purely depends on political power in the world.
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If you come from England when your country is impor- haven’t abolished it. He hated black people. Strange, eh?
tant, then this kind of nonsensical writing becomes Do you judge the British writers of the twentieth century in
important for you. If the country had failed in the the same way?
nineteenth century no one would have been reading That’s very interesting. It’s true of Waugh. The idea of
Jane Austen. The books would have been about failure. an international readership doesn’t enter until quite late.
They would have demonstrated the reasons for failure. H G Wells, writing his early short stories, is not writing
I don’t want to be confused, in what I am saying for people outside. He is taking a lot of the clichés of
about Jane Austen, with people from the Wise places, imperialism and making the stories – good writer though
the Very Wise People who say that she represents a great he is. If you read the stories from the 1890s they have
hypocrisy, writing in this way about affairs of the heart African voodoo and Indian priests, etc. He hasn’t been
and young people while there are the slaves toiling in out of the country, he is just dealing in received ideas.
the plantations of the Caribbean. What hypocrisy! Russell was universal, even though he didn’t write
That’s the kind of thing the Wise People do say. And it’s fiction. He wrote very simply, very clearly, explaining
very foolish, because if they knew a bit more, beyond their philosophical ideas.
little disciplines, they would know that the slave trade, the He had a vast readership in English-speaking India.
British slave trade, was abolished in 1807 and this wish to The History of Western Philosophy? Yes. But people
talk about sensibility, etc, was part of the climate that made don’t have to write for the world. They must write for
this abolition of the trade possible and later, very quickly, themselves, for their friends.
in 1834, made the abolition of slavery itself possible. Doesn’t that deny books their significance?
The idea of refinement, manner, that was the climate. No. No. In great periods, what writers write for them-
So Jane Austen has some effect? selves travels. Very often it travels because the world is so
She didn’t have an effect, she was part of it. She retarded generally it has very little of its own to look to. I
reflects it. If we compare it with the ancient Romans, don’t mean people having a message for the outside
they were able to talk about the good life while encour- world. The writer, by the nature of the interests expressed
aging and having the most brutal kind of slavery all in the book, can win the attention of other people.
around them. It never occurred to them to question the Take American writing. Mark Twain is universal, in
life around them. Cicero made jokes about slaves being that anybody can read his work and find matter, whereas
treated badly or people in the arena dying horribly. Fitzgerald is local to America. In Twain’s work we can
There were different cruel tasks at different times of day. find humour, a tone of voice that appears to talk to all
A criminal would be sent out without any weapons to people, and then there’s his attitude to his material. He
fight an armed man. So there was no fight really and is not exalting his material.
that was a simple kind of excitement for the crowd. It You see your recent Indian writers exalt their material:
was Seneca who got as far as saying you must remember they are writing about daddy and mammy and chacha
that the slave is a man. He never got much further than (uncle) and chachi (aunty) and they are exalting their
that. Roman slavery was brutal. material. Critics reading their books, poor innocent
England was the first country to abolish slavery. We critics reading Indian books, might come to the conclu-
must bear that in mind. We don’t have to read Jane sion, ‘My God! X, Y or Z comes from a very grand
Austen’s novels, but we must recognise that those manners Indian family, we didn’t know about this!’
and that sensibility which she writes about were part of We don’t only find this in Indian writers.
the enlightenment that brought about the end of slavery. You only have to look at that dreadful American man
Why do you exempt Dickens from your judgement on Henry James. The worst writer in the world actually. He
English writers? never went out in the world.
I read some of the very Yes, he came to Europe and
early essays a short time ago: he ‘did’ and lived the writer’s
Sketches by Boz – they were life. He never r isked any-
good. There’s so much rub- thing. He never exposed
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thought he should mingle with the crowd and find out real writing.
what they were there for, or how they behaved. He did it This exaltation of the material, the pretences in Indian
all from the top of a carriage or the top of a coach. A lot writing – is this a recent trend, or was it always so?
of his writing is like that. No. I don’t think R K Narayan exalted his material or
And he exalts his material because he thinks that this that Mulk Raj Anand, writing in the Thirties and later,
subject matter he has alighted on – the grandeur of did. I think it’s occurred with the latest crop of writers,
Europe and the grandeur of American new money – is who have been encouraged by all kinds of foolish people
unbeatable. Elizabeth Hardwick said to me about Henry to do these family sagas, and it’s so bad for India, the
James many years ago, ‘What’s he going on about? encouragement of this rubbish. Because writing isn’t that.
These people he is talking about are just Americans!’ It shouldn’t be about cracking yourself up so that peo-
It has the effect that young American people still think ple on the outside say, ‘We knew Indians were grand
they can ‘do a Henry James’ – come to Europe and people after all. Kipling didn’t say so, and others didn’t
write a book like Henry James. say so, but here we have the evidence.’
You couldn’t say the same about Hemingway, whom young You know and I know there’s no such thing as Indian
Americans also try to follow. He did mingle with people. grandeur. Here these boys are doing it, all in a great rush
Hemingway didn’t know where he was, ever, really. since the Nineties, and it’s as bogus as hell. It really
He was so busy being an American and that was his sub- implies that they have never looked outside their little
ject matter. You wouldn’t have any idea, from tawdry family circle.
Hemingway or Fitzgerald and their stories or writings Why do you think this trend has taken hold of Indian writing?
about Paris, that Paris was in the most terrible way The instinct to boast is prevalent among people
between the wars. They just talked about the cafés, the who’ve suffered. They boast easily. (I have a lot of boast-
drinks and oysters and things like that. They don’t see ers in my family.) Or perhaps that’s too grand a way of
the larger thing outside. I find it very difficult to read looking at it, actually. Put it this way: it makes it easier
that kind of writing or to take it seriously. It’s for other to have a point of view if you can boast like that.
people – people down the road… There’s only one Indian writer, in my little experi-
We’ve come across them before… ence, who has not boasted. I am thinking of Bond –
This idea of Gay Paris and all of that, that’s what they Ruskin Bond. I am talking now of his autobiography,
wrote about. The catastrophe of the wars, the death of
men – they weren’t aware of that. Nowadays they don’t
go to France to write about it any more. Because when
The British Academy
British Academy lectures are freely open to the
a place is OK, as France now is, it is very hard to know general public and everyone is welcome.
how to write about it. It’s easier to go to places where The lectures take place at 10 Carlton House
you can stand out against the local people more easily. Terrace, London SW1 and begin at 5.30pm
You go to India, you go to Nepal. and will be followed by a reception at 6.30pm
There’s a whole crowd of them. You can scarcely get
into the travel agents for these people pushing their way
into writing books. You don’t know. The books are sent
Spring Lectures 2006
to me in any number every month. They wouldn’t be sent 5.30pm, Tuesday 11 April 2006
to you because you’ve not written about India in that way.
No. You think the writing of these Europeans or Englishmen Annual British Academy Lecture
is consciously dedicated to standing out from the population? Kinds of People: Moving Targets
People do the expatriate novel not only about India, Professor I M Hacking, FBA, College de France
but also – in the old days – about Italy, about Greece,
Mexico and Latin America. They themselves begin to 5.30pm, Tuesday 25 April 2006
be defined by the background so they don’t have to do Shakespeare Lecture
any more work.
Johnson, Shakespeare and the
Explain. Invention of the Author
Take Graham Greene and Our Man in Havana. He
Professor C I E Donaldson, FBA,
doesn’t have to define his people, his lead expatriate The Australian National University
characters. They are defined by what they see around
them – Captain Segura, the police, and the general seed- Further information and abstracts are available at
iness of the place. www.britac.ac.uk/events
Meetings Department, The British Academy
When I was reviewing books in 1958–63, those little Telephone: 020 7969 5246 Fax: 020 7969 5228
expatriate books came in all the time. People who want Email: lectures@britac.ac.uk
to put words in italics: señores and señoras, so it looks like
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which is called Scenes from a Writer’s Life. new mood or a new setting. This is his way of writing,
Why do you find him fascinating – or at least free of this though. He doesn’t, as it were, make a meal of events
bogus attitude? like the death of his father.
I have read nothing like that from India or anywhere The book ends with a little letter to his dead father.
else. It’s very simple. Everything is underplayed, and the He tells his father about the ride to the old school and
truths of the book come rather slowly at you. how it’s changed. He says he had a dream about a friend
He is writing about solitude, tremendous solitude. He of his. I think he appears as a big man and the friend
himself doesn’t say it. He leaves it all to you to pick up. I was still small, and he asks: ‘I wonder when I dream of
haven’t read another book about solitude from India. In you I will be a big man or a child?’ Very moving.
a way, from this great subcontinent full of people, to He has, by and large, been ignored as an Indian writer. The
write a book about solitude is quite an achievement. I attention has gone recently to the imitators and boasters. Why
was very moved by his book. do you think that is?
He comes from a kind of darkness. There is a darkness I don’t know the fiction but I think this autobiography
all around him: a broken family in the background. is quite extraordinary. He has a kind of small following
There’s a love for the father. He stays with the father in India.
after the family breaks down. He is quite a little boy. His ★
father has a stamp collection. It’s a serious stamp collec-
tion, a great family possession. You’ve always been an art collector.
Typical of Bond that he should put in a letter from his Yes, but never been rich enough to be.
father, just saying ‘the last letter from my father’ – just Well, not to be Charles Saatchi, but you’ve always been
prints it. Very affecting, very educated and sensitive, the interested in art or in having these things around you…
letter. And then he just says: ‘Two weeks later my father William Morris said, only have that around you which
died.’ That’s the way he does it. is useful or beautiful.
After his father’s death he looks for the stamp collec- Your taste in art has changed. You used to look at Mughal art.
tion and he never finds it. It pains one to read about it. I used to look at Rajput art, very coarse Rajput art.
He does it in the Bond way, in a sentence or two. You’ve got to understand that I began with nothing.
His father was in the RAF – fell ill somewhere near You know the place that I come from never gave me
Calcutta, and probably died in the hospital. And the any training in art or architecture, the things of a civili-
stamp collection was never found. Dead men’s effects, sation. We were very good about drums, but the other
you can do what you want with them because there’s no things ... I knew nothing. It’s been a process of learning.
family coming to look at them either. I had to teach myself.
Tragic? You know, one needs to be guided by writers. I am
Yes, but the writer doesn’t make much of it. There’s a almost ashamed to say that my interest in Indian art
sentence in the book which tells you what the book’s began with a book published in 1951 in the series The
about: ‘I was alone, I was lonely, but I was not afraid.’ Faber Gallery of Oriental Art, a book on Kangra art by
Whereas other Indian writers have their elaborate W G Archer. I am ashamed because I think Kangra art
family structure to write about, Bond has nothing, just a is pretty insipid, awful, but it is what many people think
few individuals here and there. Very few. So he’s an of as Indian art. It’s taken me quite some time to under-
orphan actually. stand that in the region of the Himalayan states there
Does that give him a unique standpoint in India? was a great painter, great by any standards. He was called
I think so. But there’s some personal quality there. His Nainsukh – seventeenth century. But it took one a long
father called him Ruskin time to get there.
after the English social com- I began in ’52 with this
mentator and cr itic. He calendar stuff from Kangra.
pr ints some letters at the Kasmin once called it ‘mer-
back of the book from Diana chant’s art’. I allowed myself
Athill, that ver y g ifted to be persuaded that there
woman who was at André was a special beauty in
Deutsch and made Deutsch Rajput art. Not the Mughal
an important publisher. Her but the local Indian art of the
point is that he can take this Indian courts.
paring-away of inessentials It’s fooling yourself with
too far. He must understand intellectual ideas. They have
that you’ve got to give the to collapse one day. I now
reader time to sink into a realise I don’t like Rajput art
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and I don’t like Kangra art. You were never interested in the modernist movement?
I don’t like Mughal art either because it’s wasteful, No. I am not interested in it. From about 1100 and
extravagant, decorative, and just done for one man holding 1200 AD to Van Gogh, artists were learning things and
a book. You can’t say they are your pictures, a nation’s passing them on – about the rendering of the natural
art, a people’s art. world. And then there was nothing more to pass on, and
It’s only done for the Emperor, you say… we are at that stage now when there’s nothing more to
It’s done for whoever you want to call the scoundrel, pass on. If it can be defined like that, art is what you no
the ‘Emperor’ or ‘ruler’ or whatever. They are not longer can pass on. In terms of learning and talent and
impressive people. technique, it’s over.
The awfulness of what I’ve just said is that there was Take modern singing, pop music: people say it’s very
once a great album, not of the highest quality but sec- profound and it’s part of our common present. It’s suck-
ondary. It fell into the hands of the ‘ruler’ in the state of ing the world dry of aspiration, of a wish to learn and of
Oudh in North India, after the break-up of the Mughal striving. All that’s gone with these movements in ‘art’.
Empire. And what did the man do? He gave it to the Aspiration is of the essence of civilisation. Otherwise
Queen of England, and it’s still there in the Queen’s col- you live like pigs in a sty. What’s happened yesterday
lection. How can you go to that collection and say ‘this happens again tomorrow and it goes on like that.
is Indian art’? It isn’t Indian art. Indian art has to belong Your friend Harold Pinter is the first writer in English after
to the soil of India, to the people of India. yourself to win the Nobel Prize and you said you were very happy.
Many of the Mughal albums are now abroad and I was hoping that Pinter would get it and for this rea-
broken up. They don’t belong to India. They were son, which perhaps he wouldn’t agree with, or the
created by foreigners. It was a foreign way of painting Swedish Academy wouldn’t agree with. I think it’s very
and so it’s found its resting place abroad and should not hard if you’re writing about English or French people to
be considered Indian. avoid social comment. Pinter in the beginning – I don’t
Nevertheless, India has a vast tradition of people’s arts inter- know how he did it – found a way of writing without
mingled with religion. social comment. I think it’s quite remarkable. Now he
I am not interested in that kind of coarse art. might say he didn’t intend it and I’d have to say, ‘Well I
The temples, the sculptures of deities, the architecture? was wrong, I am sorry, I was wrong.’
Oh, that’s great stuff! I was thinking of work on paper. People have said that Pinter is merely imitating the nihilistic
At the end of local power, there were artists who found blankness of Samuel Beckett. It was a fashion to write without
patrons for a short time in the British. The British wanted social reference.
another approach to the natural world. They wanted I think Pinter has more of a human quality than
flowers and various things to be drawn very accurately. Beckett. He writes about real people. I think the politi-
These artists met their demand. cal Pinter has been a great red herring. I am sorry it has
And from thinking that this was a bad art, the art of a been dragged into an assessment of his achievement.
conquered people, I grew to feel, having rejected the Will you tell me what you are writing now?
Mughal and the Rajput, that this art, where artists were I can’t begin to write again till I am well. You can’t
expressing individual talent – they signed all their pic- write if you are not well. That’s why I exercised so much
tures – that this is very good. This is the Indian art I like. those years, to keep myself fit for writing. If I become
The Company School? well again – I am on my feet now – I might want to
Yes, but that’s a bad word for it. It lasts from about write. My writing has always been dependent on energy
1780 to 1840, a very short period. It is the high tech- – travelling, moving around. You can say that the books
nique of the Prince’s school and it’s a concern with the radiate energy. Do you think that’s true, Farrukh?
real world – real horses, real people. I grew to like that. If I can get well, properly well – I am seventy-three
And on the way I picked up an unbearable love for and something, and you might feel what’s the point of
Japanese art. I find it so beautiful. getting well if there’s such a short time to go?
Where does that affection come from? There’s a story about old folk at a memorial service, I
I don’t know. I never read about it or anything. I just think in Paris, one of these French occasions. I think it
saw it and was stirred by it. was for Malraux. Freezing weather, freezing weather. A
I asked a man who was an expert in Persian art. I couple of old men there. One of them said, ‘This has
asked how he fell in love with Persian art and he said been going on for so long, we don’t have to go home –
when he was a child his parents would take him to the we just stay here.’
museum on Sunday to keep him quiet; they would go You didn’t actually tell me what you are writing.
and leave him there and he fell in love with it. I asked Let’s leave it like that.
him, ‘Is your love today greater than when you were a
child?’ and he said, ‘No, it’s the same.’
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down in the 1970s by journalists, he tried to put his own He examines the fate of Jews, though not in such a spe-
gloss on the hideous events in which he had participated. cific fashion as Callil, and reveals how certain hill towns
Great shame too, however, falls upon the French author- in the south became havens for Jewish refugees – the
ities, who never sought to bring Darquier to justice Germans lacked the right vehicles to access them, and so
except in absentia, acting on behalf of a people whose never bothered. He deals with the everyday survival of
own complicity in his murderous acts was greater than the French people – much of their food and wealth
many of them would still care to admit. The gradual were being sent to Germany throughout the occupation,
pursuit of French war criminals such as Maurice Papon as, before long, were many of their workers. There was
and René Bousquet (Darquier’s colleague and rival in the also the fate of prisoners of war, many of whom were
messy business of ethnic cleansing) from the mid 1970s disappointed when not repatriated immediately after
was largely driven by the media, not least because so their country’s capitulation; and he writes with tact and
many politicians of the period had much to hide. without prurience about the other great feature of the
Callil gives the full story of Darquier, from his birth to a occupation, that of horizontal collaboration, and the
popular and successful doctor and his wife in Cahors in women who found themselves abused, paraded (often
1897, through his brave if unreliable service in the Great naked) through the streets, their heads shaved in the
War, to a life bordering on fantasy (in which he sponged orgy of self-righteousness that followed the liberation.
ruthlessly off his family), a life that he constructed with the Finally, Vinen deals with the other great postwar
equally dishonest Myrtle. Like too many disaffected after French myth: that the French had, somehow, liberated
the Great War, he made the Jews an easy scapegoat for his themselves. Vinen’s is an immaculately researched, well-
and his country’s troubles. A sojourn spent in cheap hotels written and original book, so compelling in its narrative
in England, forever fleeing from creditors, saw the birth in that one regrets he did not carry the story on to the
1930 of Anne, who was immediately dumped on a nanny attempt by de Gaulle to govern France, and up to the
whom the Darquiers soon stopped paying. It was only failure of the attempt in 1946. Soon these events, part
thanks to this woman’s humanity and self-sacrifice that shameful, part heroic, will no longer be part of living
Anne was not consigned to an orphanage, and managed to memory. It is as well they are recorded as carefully and
have a career. Meanwhile, Darquier had used some largely honestly as possible in preparation for that day.
bogus genealogical research to tack on the de Pellepoix To order these books at a 20% discount, see page 40
suffix to his name, and to make himself a Baron. Callil’s
researches give a valuable insight into this irredeemable
man, and therefore into a whole poisonous subculture that
actively seems to have welcomed the Nazi overthrow of
France. But they also suggest that, whatever the revenges of
1944–45, the French never did more than just go through
the motions of dealing with their pro-Nazi elements,
which is partly why the sore remains so livid even now.
Richard Vinen’s book is a refreshing contrast to those
stodgy histories of the Occupation that deal solely in the
high – or, more often, low – politics of the period. This
is a history of the French people under occupation from
their point of view, using their own accounts and
records of everyday life. After dealing with the humilia-
tion of 1940 and the establishment of Vichy, he looks in
detail at the lives of significant groups of the French,
though with less emphasis on the Resistance than is
usual in such works. Vinen’s aim is not to concentrate
on either the heroics or the frequent wickedness of daily
life under the Germans, but to present a picture of what
was a remarkably normal existence for a majority of
people, who chose simply to get on with their lives.
He mentions the often surprisingly courteous relations
that the Wehrmacht had with the conquered people,
contrasting them with the barbarism of the Gestapo
towards the Maquis and the terrifying reprisals that took
place – such as the slaughter of whole villages – as the
Germans were being driven out in the summer of 1944.
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of Lies really happened during the March. When she began her
investigation in 2004, barely 500 veterans of the March
were still alive; she found forty of them, ‘with their
T HE L ONG M ARCH memories still fresh, and their spirits undiminished’. What
★ she learned about the Long March contradicts or nullifies
By Sun Shuyun the official story – or myth – in which defeats became
(HarperCollins 302pp £20) victories and disasters transmuted into accomplishments.
Although there was considerable heroism or at least
T HE HOTTEST BOOK about China right now is Jung endurance, there was plenty of desertion and cowardice –
Chang and Jon Halliday’s Mao: The Untold Story. In that all of it, in my opinion, wholly understandable.
big, much praised and much condemned biography, the Perhaps the most celebrated and mythic episode on
Long March of 1935 takes up about fifty out of 800 pages. the March was the crossing of the Dadu suspension
For decades, the main source for the epoch of the bridge by twenty-two of Mao’s daredevils in the face of
March was the account Mao Zedong gave to the intense gunfire from Chiang Kaishek’s soldiers.
American journalist Edgar Snow, author of Red Star over According to what Mao told Edgar Snow, crossing the
China. Published in 1938, after careful editing by Mao bridge enabled the remaining Red forces to escape to a
himself, this narrative underlies all the subsequent base from which Mao could eventually establish the
accounts in Chinese and Western biographies of Mao Communist state in 1949. Sun was raised on stories
and more general histories. The story was given further about this epochal event, and Chinese children still learn
wings in 1985 by another American journalist, Harrison about it. Chang and Halliday state flatly that the battle
Salisbury, in his The Long March. did not take place.
Now comes Sun Shuyun’s Long March, which concen- In Sun’s opinion it was at most a minor skirmish. She
trates on the March itself. She explodes the myth. Sun, interviewed a local man who lived near the bridge and
who retraced the route of the March by bus and train, whose family had looked after the suspending chains for
likes long journeys. A few years ago, in Ten Thousand generations. His father, who was there when the Reds
Miles Without a Cloud, she followed, although not on arrived, remembered that only a few dozen militiamen
foot, the immense eighteen-year trek undertaken by the opposed them, with ineffective weapons, and that they
monk Xuan Zang in the early seventh century from the were reluctant to fire when the Reds used local villagers
capital of Tang China to India and back, bringing home as shields. ‘There really wasn’t much of a battle,’ the son
with him vital Buddhist documents. reported, but he did ‘take off his hat to the soldiers who
Born in China in the early Sixties, Sun is the daughter crawled on the chains’. From the military historian Zhu
of a Communist soldier who fought the Americans in Yu, at the National Defence University, Sun obtained
Korea. ‘Every nation has its founding myth,’ she writes. further indications that stories of the decisive Dadu bat-
‘For Communist China it is the Long March, for us a tle were, and remain, Maoist propaganda. ‘You call that a
story on a par with Moses leading the exodus out of battle?’ he asked. ‘Just a couple of men fell into the river
Egypt. The myth was born and it remains the enduring and it was over in an hour. How can that be the biggest
emblem of China today.’ battle of the Long March?’
According to the official She examined the testimony
story, 200,000 Red soldiers of the warlord Li Wenhui,
were dr iven from their who was ordered by Chiang
stronghold in the south by Kaishek to defend the
Chiang Kaishek’s armies. bridge against Mao’s forces
Pursued and harried by the but moved his reg iment
Nationalist troops (Chang away. The Communist
and Halliday insist that General Li Jukui, who
Chiang Kaishek let the Reds ‘commanded the division
escape; this is disputed), the involved in taking the
Communists crossed and [Dadu] Bridge’ (although he
recrossed their own tracks for was not there), told Party
10,000 miles, over freezing interviewers in 1984:
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the DNVP, later a coalition partner of the Nazi Party, Guder ian, a Hitler loyalist who sat on the court
but Loringhoven spurned a career in law after 1933 of honour that condemned several high-ranking plotters.
because this would have required obeisance to National Like other soldiers, Loringhoven was torn between
Socialism. Instead, he opted for an army career. He revulsion from the Führer and his oath of loyalty. He
fought in Poland, France and Russia, where he was winced when he saw Hitler relish photographs recording
fortunate to be airlifted out of the Stalingrad pocket. the execution of the conspirators, but continued to serve
Loringhoven is careful to distance himself from anti- him. Consequently he became one of the key
Semitism or the warlike ideology of the Third Reich. eyewitnesses to the gruesome events in the Führer’s
Like so many German officers before him he blames bunker in April 1945. These events, too, have been
Hitler for every defeat and attributes every war crime to extensively documented and repeatedly narrated, but
the Waffen-SS. He claims to have had no knowledge of they continue to exert a ghoulish fascination. The inter-
the mass shootings of Jews in the Soviet Union or the rogations of the eyewitnesses who were captured by the
death camps. Ironically, this rather under mines Red Army are now available in a comprehensive collec-
Moorhouse’s claim that the generals who plotted against tion from the Chaucer Press (400pp £25). Translated
Hitler were activated by ethical dismay. Loringhoven was from Russian and extensively annotated, Hitler’s Death:
aware of the conspiracy because his cousin was a Russia’s Last Great Secret from the Files of the KGB
member of Staufenberg’s circle. After the 20 July by V K Vinogradov, J F Pogonyi and N B Teptzov
bomb-plot failed, his cousin committed suicide and includes photographs and documents that were not
Loringhoven was interrogated twice. He got off lightly, previously available.
thanks to the protection of his mentor General To order these books at a 20% discount, see page 40
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Mersin, there were tears all round. That is a side of A NDREW R OBERTS
‘ethnic cleansing’ that is generally overlooked by the
bureaucrats, and of late the Athens press has apparently
been publishing letters from the Anatolian Greeks who
were supposed to be receiving national liberation at the
A Model of
hands of the mainland Greek invaders. They protested at
the atrocities being committed in their name. It is a sign
of the times, thank the Lord, that the once hard-
the Old School
luck-story nationalist Greeks want to make it up with WAVELL : S OLDIER AND S TATESMAN
the Turks: in the days when the Ottoman Empire
worked, it was in effect a partnership of the two, and the By Victoria Schofield
early Sultans, products of intermarriage, used Greek as (John Murray 512pp £30)
the court language. There is much work to be done if
such harmony is to be restored. One very obvious step B ECAUSE F IELD M ARSHAL Lord Wavell was removed
for modern Turkey to take would be to restore the from two very important posts – the Commandership-
Orthodox seminary on Heybeli Island off Istanbul. It has in-Chief of the Middle East and the Viceroyalty of India
been closed since 1971. – he has gone down in history as an overall failure. This
There have been times when I have thought of writing sympathetic biography goes some way towards redressing
an article in support of this cause. It would not be alto- this harsh verdict, especially concerning the Indian part
gether popular in Turkey because many people feel rather of his career.
hard done by over the whole situation, given that the Archibald Wavell was a fine example of the British
Greek Cypriots have somehow persuaded the world that Army officer of the old school. His family came over
theirs is the right cause, and that the Armenian diaspora with William the Conqueror, both his father and grand-
so often makes the running, even making criminals of father were generals, he had a brilliant school career and
serious academics who dispute the standard (and academi- was personally brave in action. A natural sportsman
cally questionable) line that there was a ‘genocide’ as (especially golf and polo), captain of the regimental
distinct from a process of reciprocal massacre. It would hockey team, a fine shot, and an excellent linguist (Urdu,
take some courage for a Turk to write in defence of the Pashtu and Russian), he served in the Boer War and on
seminary. But, just as you get up the nerve, up jumps the North-West Frontier, and entered Camberley Staff
some senior Beatitude in Athens who makes a declaration College in 1909 with an 85% exam pass. To complete
to the effect that all Turks are rapists and murderers and the picture, of his wife Queenie, a colonel’s daughter, he
do not deserve to get into Europe. Thank you, Beatitude. wrote to a friend: ‘She rides well to hounds.’
Bruce Clark’s book is a description of the population Much to his chagrin, Wavell was stuck at the War
exchange of 1923–24, when millions of people, bewil- Office when the rest of the Army decamped to France
deredly for the most part, had to abandon old farms and and Flanders in August 1914. Although he did see action
houses where they had lived, usually at peace with their on the Continent, it was as a liaison officer with the
neighbours, for centuries. He knows Greece and Turkey Grand Duke Nicholas’s army in Turkey, and later serving
deeply and at first hand, and shows admirable fair- under General Allenby in Palestine, that Wavell spent
mindedness as well as the clever manner of presentation most of the Great War. He not only distinguished
which you have to have if these complicated matters are himself, but got to know the Middle East, and was sent
to be explained to a foreign readership. He has also had out to command in Palestine in 1937–38.
the good idea of interviewing ancient survivors – even a Wavell was thus a natural choice to form the Middle
man whose sister had disappeared and become, over the East Command in July 1939, and his great chance came
decades, ‘turkified’ in Samsun on the Black Sea. The the following June when Mussolini hubristically declared
two were reunited in the end. It did quite often happen, war against Britain. After squeezing the maximum forces
both with Greeks and Armenians, that neighbours out of metropolitan Britain, which was itself under threat
looked after them, and especially the children. So often of invasion, Wavell launched his well-planned attack in
in these tragic affairs, ordinary people will just say that if December 1940, defeating the Italians at Sidi Barrani and
they had only been left alone the two sides would never capturing the whole of Cyrenica. It was the first major
have let things develop in the murderous direction that Allied victory of the war, and Wavell was hailed as a
they took. That was the sense of Louis de Bernières’s military hero.
Birds Without Wings, which, in translation, has become a Yet as this book accurately catalogues, there were
bestseller in Turkey. Bruce Clark brings up the factual always severe personality differences between Wavell and
baggage-train, and good for him. Winston Churchill, amounting at times to mutual detes-
To order this book at £16, see LR Bookshop on page 40 tation. Even though Wavell had supported the creation
of Ralph Bagnold’s Long Range Desert Group, and had 1940 and early 1941, including Sidi Barrani, Bardia,
encouraged Orde Wingate in his unorthodox fighting Tobruk and Benghazi, came to a shuddering halt after
practices, Churchill thought Wavell too cautious and 12 February 1941, when the German army landed at
conventional a commander, and longed to replace him. Tripoli. ‘I had certainly not budgeted for Rommel after
The author refers to the ‘increasingly argumentative my experience with the Italians,’ Wavell commented
tenor of their telegrams’, as the prime minister sought to ruefully years afterwards. The Afrika Korps was a formi-
impose his views on questions that were often best left dable fighting machine, and just as Wavell had to try to
up to the man on the spot. concentrate on countering it in the Western Desert,
When in August 1940 Wavell returned to London to enormous demands were made upon him in other
brief the War Cabinet’s Middle East Committee, the theatres by London, including Syria, Palestine, Ethiopia,
foreign secretary, Anthony Eden, thought his account Iraq, Crete and Greece.
of operations ‘masterly’, but Churchill’s curt cross- His resources were stretched far too thin, and the
questioning left the general feeling bruised and insulted. British and Dominion forces started tasting defeat,
Wavell was desperate for armoured reinforcements especially at Halfaya Pass in May 1941. Playing
before his assault on the Italians in the Western Desert, backgammon against Hermione Ranfurly, Wavell com-
and thought that Churchill ‘never realised the necessity mented plaintively: ‘You seem to be the only enemy I
for full equipment before can be sure of defeating
committing troops to these days.’ General
battle’. As it was, however, Freyberg could only be
Churchill allowed no fewer spared twenty thousand
than half of Britain’s tanks men with which to hold
to be transported to the Crete in the face of a full-
Middle Eastern theatre. scale German invasion. At
Wavell did not want to one point Wavell even had
go down to Chequers on to draw up a ‘Worst
the Friday night after the Possible Case’ plan for
Committee’s Thursday withdrawing the British
meeting, and had to be Ar my from Egypt alto-
ordered to by the Chief of gether, to Churchill’s utter
the Imperial General Staff, fury. ‘Wavell has 400,000
John Dill. Churchill’s men,’ the prime minister
pr ivate secretary, Jock fumed. ‘If they lose Egypt,
Colville, recorded how the blood will flow. I will
prime minister’s attempts Wavell: an Imperial childhood have firing parties to shoot
‘to elicit the general’s views the generals.’
were met with the silence of shyness’. Whatever the Wavell never tried to shift the blame onto other shoul-
reason for Wavell’s reticence, and it might well have been ders; when finally he was sacked on 22 June 1941 he
simple dislike or distrust of Churchill rather than genuine bore the humiliation stoically, perhaps even welcoming
shyness, there was absolutely no meeting of minds. Soon it, and agreed with Churchill’s telegram saying that ‘a
afterwards Churchill, who loved thrusting, flamboyant, new hand and a new eye’, in the shape of General
risk-taking commanders, told Eden that he thought Auchinleck, were required. Wavell may have been
Wavell lacked ‘that sense of mental vigour and resolve to out-fought by the greatest German general of the
overcome obstacles which is indispensable to a successful Second World War, but there is no dishonour in that.
war’. Other similarly negative assessments were that One of the (very few) deficiencies of this book is that
Wavell was ‘a good average colonel’ and – equally damn- this vital period in Wavell’s life between June 1940 and
ing – ‘a good chairman of a Tory association’. June 1941 is covered in a mere sixty-three pages of a
For his part, when he got back to Cairo, Wavell 511-page book, whereas it ought to have formed the
ignored many of the detailed instructions with which majority of the text, since the Middle Eastern command
the prime minister deluged him, as the tone of their is primarily why Wavell is known to history. The author
telegrams descended into barely concealed rudeness. has written eight books on Pakistan and India, and has
Every time attacks were postponed, (as the ‘Operation devoted far more space to Wavell’s arguably less impor-
Compass’ assault in the Western Desert had to be, tant period as commander-in-chief in India and then as
in November 1940), Churchill pr ivately blamed her penultimate viceroy. There is, therefore, still shelf-
Wavell’s timidity. room for another biography of Wavell that concentrates
Wavell’s welcome victories over the Italians in late on his period in the Western Desert, Near East and
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AFTER THE BOMB ‘connection with affairs of state up to the end of the war
was largely ministerial and automatically responsive to
the advice of his counsellors’. Here MacArthur was surely
AMERICAN SHOGUN: MACARTHUR, HIROHITO stretching a point. The Meiji Constitution did require
AND THE A MERICAN D UEL WITH JAPAN the Emperor to follow the advice of his Prime Minister.
★ But while Hirohito was genuinely troubled by the
By Robert Harvey excesses of the military-industrial coalition that dominated
(John Murray 480pp £25) Japan’s governments during the Thirties, he never used
the imperial ‘rescript’, or decree, to restrain the armed
ACCORDING TO THE author, American Shogun is an forces in Manchuria and China. Each of these wars was a
attempt to weave the lives of two leaders, General case of naked aggression, sanctioned by the highest
Douglas MacArthur and Emperor Hirohito of Japan, into authorities in government, albeit reluctantly by the
a single narrative ‘told from both sides’. Readers, he says, Emperor himself.
should judge whether he has succeeded. It was never likely When Japan made its move into Indochina in the
to be an easy assignment. MacArthur left behind him a summer of 1941 (only a month after Hitler attacked
long trail of heavy footprints and Robert Harvey’s book is Russia), Hirohito again worried about the conse-
primarily a cradle-to-grave biography of America’s most quences. However, the transcript of a conversation with
controversial soldier, covering his many his chief adviser, Marquis Kido, sug-
heroic campaigns, his clashes with gests that the Emperor’s caution was
Roosevelt and Truman, and his remark- overridden by greed – the prospect of
ably enlightened treatment of the a rich haul of raw materials to be
Japanese as supreme commander of the gained from expansion into South
occupation. What makes the narrative East Asia:
unbalanced is the impossibility of giving I am not at all pleased when we act
anything like equal exposure to the self- on our own and take advantage of
effacing, tentative Hirohito, who – in the other side’s weakness like a thief
this account at least – seems to have tip- at a fire. However, in order to deal
toed through life in a state of bemuse- with the unsettled conditions we
ment, habitually expressing his wishes in find in the world today, it would
bursts of ambiguous verse. not do to be beaten because we
The two men met only rarely. The failed to attack when we had the
Emperor made the first move, visiting chance. ... I only hope you will
the General two weeks after Japan’s sur- show prudence in the execution of
render. In MacArthur’s terse account, your plans.
he was deeply moved when Hirohito The author believes that by the
took sole responsibility for every politi- autumn of 1941 the Emperor had
cal and military decision and action of changed his mind in favour of war. It
his people in the conduct of war. is likely that he was persuaded by
Others thought it a gambit – an what he saw as the obduracy of
attempt by the Emperor to persuade The General and the Emperor Roosevelt, who had raised the stakes
the Americans that if he were given by demanding a Japanese withdrawal
immunity from prosecution it would be difficult to from China as well as from South East Asia. Early in
convict his subordinates. November Hirohito was joining his chiefs of staff in
In Washington, and also among America’s allies, there operational planning for war against the US. He was
were many who wanted Hirohito deposed, tried as a aware of the date and location of the strike against Pearl
war criminal and executed. MacArthur vehemently Harbor. At a meeting on 2 December Hirohito was told
disagreed: he told the chiefs of staff that he could not that Sunday 8 December would provide the best oppor-
govern against the Emperor, only through him as a tunity for a surprise attack since the Americans would
constitutional monarch. He added that if the Emperor be resting, with their ships in port.
were hanged he would need at least a million American So, how harshly should history judge Hirohito?
troops to police Japan, and with that he found himself Robert Harvey’s view is that, given what had gone
preaching to the rapidly converted. before (his repeated endorsement of a policy of imperial
In the same message MacArthur tried to relieve expansion at the expense of Japan’s neighbours), his
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A NDRO L INKLATER
ORKNEY’S LAUREATE
G EORGE M ACKAY B ROWN : T HE L IFE
★
By Maggie Fergusson
(John Murray 363pp £25)
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perils of journalism or media celebrity. Niall Ferguson, trivial, not least when it is based on one lot of scribblers
David Starkey and Norman Stone should congratulate scribbling about others, like his own book. As for his
themselves for causing so much panic in the academic triumphal claim that tax-funded academics will duly
dovecotes. Collini seems to have no self-awareness as monopolise the terrain on which a wider variety of
regards the fact that so much of what passes for ‘scholar- intellectuals operate, the only response is: God help us.
ship’ is utterly ephemeral, self-indulgent, solipsistic and To order this book at £20, see LR Bookshop on page 40
A BIGAIL G REEN sparrow survived. Rarer, more predatory beasts like the
lynx, the bear and the wolf found themselves on the road
POLITICAL LANDSCAPING to extinction pretty fast.
A hundred years later, Kaiser Wilhelm I followed in
the footsteps of his illustrious ancestor by approving a
T HE C ONQUEST OF N ATURE : WATER , proposal to reshape the Rhine. This had been on the
L ANDSCAPE AND THE M AKING OF cards ever since the Napoleonic era, when French revo-
M ODERN G ERMANY lutionaries saw the river as a natural political frontier.
★ But the Rhine in its natural state made a poor boundary.
By David Blackbourn Annual floods meant that an island which was French
(Jonathan Cape 497pp £30) one winter might be German the next, while the river
itself changed course two or three times a year. Even
THE GERMANS LIKE to see themselves as lovers of nature. after Napoleon, rulers of German states like Baden con-
Ever since the hero of Caspar David Friedrich’s famous tinued to toy with the idea, but the project only became
painting bestrode the mountains in his frockcoat and feasible after unification. The upshot was the largest civil
walking-stick, they have prided themselves on their engineering project Germany had ever seen, as the
unique sensitivity to the landscape in which they live. At Upper Rhine lost almost a quarter of its original length
the turn of the nineteenth century this love of nature and some 2,200 islands vanished from the map.
spawned a generation of conservation societies and hiking Imperial Germany was a golden age for civil engineering.
fanatics. Thirty years later, the vegetarian Führer of the The drowned landscape of Jade Bay in Oldenburg was
Third Reich passed a series of ecologically motivated laws reconfigured as a Prussian naval base, while the state
that formed the basis of German promoted the colonisation of the
nature preservation for decades to surrounding moorland, the con-
come. Even today, hikers sing the struction of a myriad of artificial
praises of ‘Green forests, German waterways, and the proliferation of
forests’ – and anyone who has the ‘giant dam’. If Prussian military
spent any time there will tell you ambition was the catalyst for the
that German recycling is second to Jade Bay project, then the hunger
none. David Blackbourn’s highly for hydro-electric power and
original and thought-provoking drinking water in an age of indus-
book turns this myth on its head. try and mass urbanisation was the
He demonstrates that from the driving force behind the new dams.
1740s to the 1960s German history By now the landscape of
was as much about the subjugation Germany had changed beyond all
of nature as it was about political The Rhine as it was recognition. And yet, for a century
mastery and military might. and a half, only the nostalgic and
His story opens with the draining of the Oder Marshes, those who lost homes and livelihoods in the process
an achievement that prompted Frederick the Great to made much fuss. Then, in the 1930s, Hitler’s penchant
boast: ‘Here I have conquered a province in peace.’ It was for nature fused with the anti-modernist preoccupations
the first of many projects, which saw hundreds of thou- and racialist assumptions of the conservation movement –
sands of acres reclaimed from the wilderness of North they were, after all, conservatives with a small ‘c’. At first,
German wetlands to be settled by hordes of colonists nature came a poor second to military and economic
attracted by land, equipment and other perks. Like other considerations. The bird-r ich wetlands of the
eighteenth-century princes, Frederick also promoted the Westeunteich became a protected area in 1936, but the
systematic culling of species that challenged men for natural-gas industry had destroyed all fifty acres by 1943.
resources. Amazingly, the humble sparrow was his greatest Only the intoxicating conquest of large swathes of
victim: some twelve million were killed over a thirty-year Eastern Europe changed this equation.
period in Old March Brandenburg alone. At least the With their new-found Lebensraum, Germans had room
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R ICHARD O VERY probably can be seen as such when set against the ‘general
moral standards’ of 2,000 years of Western history. This is
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agreement because the liberation of France was seen as a but precise, though no one has yet computed the
higher moral objective than saving thousands of civilian lives. number of dead caused by US air forces in the daylight
The retrospective argument that bombing was effective campaign. If Grayling’s principle is applied only to area
in securing victory and thus by implication must have bombing, then other forms of bombing, must by impli-
been moral is also presented here (indeed this reviewer cation be regarded as legitimate, though this is clearly not
finds himself involuntarily selected as one of its principal what he means since much of the book is taken up with
protagonists). This is to confuse history and philosophy. the development of international legal instruments in the
The historian asks a number of different questions, which twentieth century designed to outlaw all bomb attacks
require different kinds of judgement. It is possible to argue that cause civilian deaths and destruction.
that something is effective without then arguing that it is The logic of the case made here is that all bombing
morally legitimate. I might object strongly to my neigh- from the air should be regarded as immoral unless it is
bour playing loud music and shoot him dead for doing so; directed at the armed forces in the field. Intention is in
this would effectively end the nuisance but it could not this case irrelevant. German historians have made much
remotely be regarded as moral or proportionate. Historians recently of the distinction between the Luftwaffe and the
narrate and explain; if they spent RAF, claiming that the German air
their whole time condemning the forces were directed only to attack
past they would write bad history. military and military-economic
That is why they don’t write books targets. The result was the death of
debating whether the Mongol sack 40,000 civilians in the Blitz, a dis-
of Samarkand was moral or not. proportionate number but perhaps
This is only one of the historical legitimate if intention is what
and philosophical confusions that counts. Clearly this will not do.
emerge from Grayling’s book. He Any bombing of cities will involve
is at great pains to explain that only civilian casualties, dead, maimed,
area bombing of Ger man and dispossessed, traumatised. In this
Japanese cities was a ‘moral crime’. sense, all bombing must be regarded
The reader must assume that the as immoral if any bombing is to be
Ger man bombing of Warsaw, regarded as immoral. Or perhaps
Minsk, Stalingrad, London and a for Grayling the real issue is not
host of other places is to be regarded one of principle as such, but of
a priori as a ‘moral crime’ like the proportionality, which is once
Japanese bombing of Shanghai. Yet again a complex and morally rela-
what of the Allied bombing of tive issue. If the RAF had killed
Italian and French cities, which only the same number as the
resulted in the deaths of an esti- Germans did in Britain, then per-
mated 60,000–70,000 in each haps Grayling would not feel he
state? Was it a cr ime to bomb had a case to make.
Italian cities up to 1943 and the fall of Mussolini, but The more pressing questions about the whole history
not thereafter because Italians in the area still occupied of bombing and its effects upon civilians remain unan-
by the Germans were being bombed in order that they swered. Why did only Britain and the United States –
might be liberated? What sense would it make to a leaders of the liberal West, committed to a set of liberal
French bombing victim to be told that his loss was a moral principles, and actively arguing in the 1930s for
regrettable by-product of military necessity but that the bombing of civilians to be prohibited – engage in
German civilian deaths were a crime? Not much. such massive campaigns of destruction during the war,
The problem is one of principle. Grayling makes culminating in the atrocious bombing of Hiroshima and
much, at the start of his prosecution, of limiting his Nagasaki? And why, having realised that big questions
interest only to area bombing, that is the deliberate attack had to be answered after 1945 about the legitimacy of
on civilian morale and residential amenities (and, of bomb attack, did they continue to employ bombing
course, on civilians) carried out between 1941 and 1945 which resulted in civilian casualties right down to the
by the RAF in Germany and in 1944–45 by the US air recent war in Iraq? This is a strategy of choice, and it is a
forces against Japan. But where can the line be drawn? choice at odds with the whole drift of international law
Attacks on targets genuinely identifiable as military or since 1949 with the signing of the Geneva Convention.
military-industrial also produced extensive civilian casu- This is a central paradox of the modern age, observed
alty. American bombing in Europe, so long defended as more than a century ago by Dostoevsky, when the
‘precision’ bombing, was, as Grayling shows, anything gloomy anti-hero of Notes from Underground contrasts the
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unthinking barbarian who ‘massacres with a clear con- nineteenth century onwards to limit the effects of war to
science’ and the civilised man who abominates slaughter the battlefield and to protect civilians from victimisation.
but engages in it ‘more than ever’. But this will not get us very far. Two million protesters
Grayling’s book has already generated a good deal of in 2003 did not prevent Shock and Awe a few weeks
discussion. He has done what many people have shirked later. The apparently unambiguous judgement that area
doing for a long time. Bombing was not technically a bombing was immoral will do little to dent the strategic
war crime in the Second World War (even today the use hubris of today’s Western leaders. I would be a nervous
of nuclear weapons is not formally illegal), though it inhabitant of Tehran at the moment.
clearly violated the spirit of all attempts from the late To order this book at £16, see LR Bookshop on page 40
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L UCY L ETHBRIDGE not seem have stopped to consider whether this intro-
spection, like describing one’s dreams or passing round
OF BARONS AND BUTCHERS holiday snaps, might not be rather boring for her reader.
Speller believes that ‘madness’ is an indication of a higher
order of creativity; she says of her admirable and intelli-
T HE S UNLIGHT ON THE G ARDEN : A FAMILY gent-sounding therapist mother (for whom she seems to
IN L OVE , WAR AND M ADNESS display a quite unexamined resentment and hostility),
★ ‘the genes for mental illness appeared to have passed her
By Elizabeth Speller by, as had any literary or artistic ability’. Furthermore,
(Granta Books 240pp £14.99) she makes only the most cursory attempt to examine the
genetic legacy of madness, eventually finding that there is
THE HAZY BLACK-AND-WHITE photograph of a pair of ‘no line of lunacy shrieking through the generations’.
imposing gateposts which adorns the dustjacket of This conclusion only makes one wonder what the book
Elizabeth Speller’s memoir of her family suggests that the has all been about, with its portentous hints at family
gardens of her childhood were rather grand. This turns secrets and dark mysteries of the creative mind.
out, intriguingly, to be only half-true: in among the usual The interesting story is the one that never gets a real
middle-class British family tree peopled by characters spi- telling: the story of Ada Curtis and Gerald Howard.
ralling up and down the social scale, there was a startlingly Apart from a brief mention at the beginning of the
unusual connection. In the 1880s and 1890s Gerald book, we have to wait until page 221 (of 240 pages) till
Richard Howard – wealthy son of Lady Fanny Cavendish we meet them again – and then they make a momentary
and her husband Frederick Howard MP, and nephew of appearance. Speller dashes off to Lincolnshire (or, as she
the Duke of Devonshire – lived with Ada Curtis, a for- puts it, ‘A few years after I had left Lincolnshire never to
mer maid and daughter of a Lincolnshire butcher; the return, I went back’), meets some Curtis cousins (still
couple produced eight children, including the author’s butchers in the town where Ada grew up), then dashes
grandmother. The Howards and Cavendishes are the back home to the safe labyrinth of her own psyche.
‘grand gates’ aspect of Speller’s family, but there are also What a waste – to have that story and to squander it!
affluent shopkeepers from the 1920s, a fashionable screen- To order this book at £11.99, see LR Bookshop on page 40
writing uncle in the 1960s, and a missionary great-aunt in
Bulawayo. Speller’s grandmother had a passionate liaison
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absorb Speller’s full attention is that of madness; but
although the book purports to be about tracing a family’s
mental instability through the generations, it is her own
experience that interests her most. At one point she
describes herself as ‘endlessly introspective’, but she does
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systems as soon as possible. We need not only to mitigate the politics, and there are a number of small editorial mis-
what we now do, but also to adapt ourselves to changes takes which should be corrected in future editions. But this
which are in some respects inevitable. is an excellent as well as comprehensively alarming book
Flannery writes easily and well, and his scientific analysis about the human prospect, and I warmly commend it.
is interesting and persuasive throughout. He is less sure of To order this book at £16, see LR Bookshop on page 40
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The Legion that while the long-leg fieldsman attempted to fight off a
gigantic seabird, a skua, which had attacked him.
Eventually play had to be abandoned after a mass pitch
Never was ’Listed invasion by penguins.
For all the team’s determination not to take things
seriously, games became pointless unless the rules (Laws
P ENGUINS S TOPPED P LAY: E LEVEN V ILLAGE in this case) are strictly followed and everyone does their
C RICKETERS TAKE O N THE WORLD best. Thompson admits that he was sometimes dispirited
★ by the ‘constant hilarity’ with which the anarchic
By Harry Thompson ‘layabout’ element in the team sought to sabotage any
(John Murray 242pp £16.99) hint of seriousness. As he observes after a large crowd
disperses when one ‘celebrity’ game descends into farce,
CRICKET – AS MY old boss E W Swanton never tired of ‘people like to watch real contests’.
pointing out to us hacks who toiled away at his encyclo- The odd famous name does crop up in the narrative –
pedia of the game – holds up a mirror to character. It is Ian Hislop, Hugh Grant, Hugh Laurie, Geoffrey Boycott,
also not a bad metaphor for life. In a moving afterword David Gower, Tim Rice – but the book’s strength is its
to this funny and inspiring book by the late Harry portrayal of what Kipling called the ‘Legion that never
Thompson – television producer (Have I Got News For was ’listed’, the illustrious obscure club cricketers whose
You, Harry Enfield and Chums, They Think It’s All Over, dedicated enthusiasm for the game is strangely touching.
etc), biographer of Richard Ingrams and Peter Cook, Thompson writes with a novelist’s sympathy about a
and prize-winning novelist (This Thing of Darkness) – his wonderfully mixed bunch of characters – from the
widow Lisa describes how at his burial in Brompton ‘gobby’ O’Herlihy brothers, Irish-Malaysian lawyers, to
Cemetery someone tossed a cricket ball into the grave. an Old Etonian model for ‘Tim Nice-But-Dim’. When a
Cricket and long-distance travel were Thompson’s fellow-player told the Etonian that a fr iend from
two chief passions. They are celebrated here to good Lancashire was having trouble finding an affordable room
effect in an account of the Captain Scott Invitation XI’s for rent in Stockwell, he received the puzzled reply: ‘So…
remarkable world tour, wr itten shortly before why doesn’t he just buy a flat in Kensington?’
Thompson’s death from lung cancer in November 2005, The portraits are generally affectionate – none more
at the age of forty-five. (Incidentally, for the benefit of so than of the charming Cie, a Kenyan Asian by birth,
bossyboots politicians, Thompson points out that he who devoted his life to playing cricket seven days a
never smoked a single cigarette in his life.) week and eventually died from a heart attack at the
In his essay on cricket eccentrics in Swanton’s encyclope- crease. A rare exception is the odious Australian wicket-
dia, Benny Green divided them up into the Expert- keeper, Greg, who constantly ‘sledges’ his own side. At
Technical, the Inept-Aspiring, and the Dotty-Idolatrous. the end of the tour, Thompson writes witheringly:
Thompson belonged to the second category. His cricketing ‘None of us ever saw Greg again.’
ability ‘roughly approximated to that of Mother Teresa of Although the travelogue and the descriptions of the
Calcutta’. Denied the chance to play the game both at games can occasionally become slightly wearisome,
school (Highgate) and at his Oxford college (Brasenose), he Thompson usually comes to the rescue with a lively turn
and a group of like-minded friends determined to start of phrase. His obiter dicta also hit the mark. The stages of
their own cricket team: ‘We would play fantasy village- being a ‘cricket widow’ (ending with ‘You and your fuck-
green cricket against horny-handed blacksmiths, not spotty, ing cricket’) are wittily delineated. The difficulties of
serious-minded student cricket.’ The team was named after developing talent in the domestic game are attributed to
Captain Scott because ‘he came second, and because he did Labour governments’ making competition in school
so in the right spirit’. (Some biographers of Scott have sport a dirty word, while the Tories ‘flogged off all the
rather cast doubt on this, but never mind.) The Scotties’ school playing fields to be turned into sausage factories’.
blue-and-yellow caps were emblazoned with Modo Egredior, Happily, one’s abiding impression is the exuberant
a loose Latin translation of Captain Oates’s famous last camaraderie and the author’s love for ‘this stupid bunch
words, ‘I’m just going outside’. Another of the team’s of deadbeats’. Lisa Thompson remarks that though a few
founding inspirations was Captain Valentine Todd, who people at the funeral looked shocked when the cricket
had insisted on continuing to play cricket during the Siege ball was thrown into the grave, Harry himself would
of Ladysmith, and had been killed by a shell while running have liked it. Besides, she adds, ‘it would go with the
in to bowl; the umpires, unable to prize the ball from his cricket bat I had placed in his hands’.
lifeless grasp, declared both ball and bowler ‘dead’. To order this book at £13.59, see LR Bookshop on page 40
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L INDY B URLEIGH they all share for an actual and metaphorical room of their
own. Apparently indelibly infused with the spirit of
PORTRAIT OF A PAINTING Gwen John, the painting inspires each woman to pursue a
space away from the world in which she can, presumably,
truly be herself (even if she can’t paint). This seems fanci-
K EEPING THE WORLD AWAY ful and the plot or plots which stem from the premise feel
★ overly contrived. Upon acquiring the painting Charlotte
By Margaret Forster and Stella both abandon their artistic ambitions but find
(Chatto & Windus 338pp £16.99) the courage to be themselves. Lucasta, a successful portrait
painter, sacrifices her lover to preserve her independence
THE LIVES OF women, both extraordinary and ordinary, and, and gives the painting to him as a parting gift. The
in particular, the tension between domesticity and indepen- betrayed wife, Ailsa, turns her back on the domesticity
dence are subjects frequently revisited in the work of the which has absorbed her life and sells her home and its
novelist and biographer Margaret Forster. Her latest novel is a contents, including the painting. The painting finally ends
variation on this theme and in it she explores women’s often up with Ailsa’s granddaughter Gillian, who is studying art
troubled relationship to creativity. In the prologue, Gillian, a in Paris at the end of the twentieth century, and is set to
young art student and one of the protagonists, wonders enjoy the kind of fulfilment in both her life and her work
about ‘the lives of actual paintings’ as opposed to the lives of that has been denied to earlier generations of women.
painters, and Keeping the World Away is, in essence, a biogra- Gwen John and the fate of her painting sustain our interest
phy of a picture. The work in question is an unsigned study in what otherwise feels like a rather routine novel. Margaret
of an interior by Gwen John and the novel follows its history Forster, as an old-fashioned feminist, believes that some form
over the course of a century, telling us how it comes to be in of artistic expression is what all women want, but she doesn’t
the possession of a succession of women, connecting them on this occasion offer any fresh insights into the subject. The
obliquely to each other and to the artist. novel could have been more interesting if, for example, it
The painting is variously lost, stolen, discovered, sold and had something to say about the way in which the intensely
inherited by five women, respectively Charlotte, Stella, private nature of Gwen John’s painting has mutated into the
Lucasta, Ailsa, and Gillian. The narrative is structured overtly confessional and public ‘art’ of a Tracy Emin. Both
chronologically and each woman is the subject of a single are, however, self-obsessed and self-dramatising, which per-
chapter. It begins with the painting’s inception and a fic- haps has more to do with being an artist than a woman.
tional portrait of the artist, Gwen, as a young woman. At To order this book at £13.60, see LR Bookshop on page 40
the end of the nineteenth century, women’s relationship to
artistic creation was almost always that of male artists’ mod-
els and muses. Some had aspirations to paint, but even if, in Oxford University
the face of the sort of parental opposition that Gwen had to
surmount, they made it to the Slade, they were inevitably Continuing Education
interrupted soon after by love, marriage, and children.
Gwen’s resilience is thus as remarkable as her talent. Not English
only does her coldly domineering father disown her but
she also has to grow as an artist in the shadow of her Literature
brother, Augustus John. The freedoms and recognition he Foundation
enjoys in bohemian Paris, as compensation for starving in
a garret, are closed off to her because of her sex. Isolated Certificate
and alone, Gwen develops an overpowering passion for
the 64-year-old sculptor Rodin. When he rejects her she Master's in
withdraws from the world and becomes nun-like in her
devotion to her art. The painting originates from this peri- Creative
od and its story starts when Gwen gives it to her friend Writing
Ursula, who promptly loses it on the crossing to England.
The painting is of a corner of a room, empty except for
a table and chair, a bunch of primroses, a coat and a para- Both part-time
sol. The parasol hints at an unseen feminine presence and from Oct 2006
suggests a feminine author. Unprepossessing on first view- Tel: 01865 270369
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her distinguished lawyer husband David (‘blah blah judi- and then act as though nothing is the matter? Why is she
cial review, blah blah Queen’s Bench writ’). Their obsessed with Nora, Bessy’s dead predecessor? Why does
marriage is the envy of London. Laura is eye-wideningly she make Bessy write down her most intimate thoughts?
beautiful, David sick-makingly rich. But for Laura... well, Harris packs a vast amount into a fairly straightforward
Laura ‘is a size 8 on a good day, and a 10 on a bad, so life plot. With several twists, some thoughts on social class,
is always lived on a bit of a knife edge.’ Nothing is good sanity and the position of women, and even a ghost, The
enough for Laura. She thinks she is an artist: ‘creating Observations is both intellectually stimulating and
beautiful life-enhancing paintings is more important for immensely good fun.
the human psyche than doing legal blah-blah all day.’
Laura has yet to sell a painting. That evening they are D ISOBEDIENCE
having the managing partner of an international law firm ★
round to supper to close a deal which will make them By Naomi Alderman
even more money. But Laura makes a surprising decision: (Viking 257pp £12.99)
If she is going to leave David, she needs a good rea-
son to do so ... There must be a reason why ... Now
she just has to find out what it is. IN AN ORTHODOX Jewish community in Hendon, two
Mellinger initially draws our sympathies towards Laura friends, Ronit and Esti, once had a secret lesbian affair,
and her struggles with ‘silly David’. But as the day pro- after which Ronit moved to New York and shrugged off
gresses, and other characters drift in, our view changes. her religion, while Esti married Dovid, Ronit’s cousin.
Laura’s mother, Lydia, is a crop-haired, leather-wearing, This impressive debut novel, narrated alternately by the
alcoholic sixty-year-old sex therapist. Her cleaner, ebullient Ronit and a more formal third-person voice,
Anoushka, is a greasy waif from Eastern Europe who begins with Ronit’s return to Hendon following the death
yearns for David. Her best friend, Louella, runs an of her father, the community’s leader. Ronit discovers that
antique shop for the sole purpose of catching a rich Esti still loves her. Meanwhile, in the background, Dovid,
man. These three women play key roles as the rest of the the reluctant leader-elect, suffers from violent migraines
day passes in a series of hilarious and outlandish events. and a growing awareness of his wife’s preferences.
The more Mellinger reveals, the more we feel a strange Naomi Alderman takes a sophisticated approach to her
mixture of pity and contempt for these characters trapped subject matter. While she generally portrays the
in their weaknesses. Laura’s ten-point plan to marry Orthodox life as one of stifling rituals and misogyny, she
David is one of the funniest and saddest things I have read also allows Dovid, the most Orthodox of the main
in a while. This is a dark, toothy, elegant winner. characters, to emerge with immense dignity. Ronit,
To order this book at £7.99, see LR Bookshop on page 40 meanwhile, for all her New World liberalism, is not
above deliberately ruining lives as payback for an unhappy
childhood. The writing is concise, forceful, and steeped
FIRST NOVELS in the author’s vast Judaic knowledge; in particular, the
early episodes set in the synagogue – during which the
smell of burning incense seems almost to rise from the
T HE O BSERVATIONS pages – exude authenticity and control.
★ Just occasionally there’s a bit too much sermonising –
By Jane Harris Alderman sometimes tells rather than shows the reader –
(Faber & Faber 415 pp £12.99) and the ending’s over-neatness arguably belies the inten-
sity that precedes it, but this is none the less a mature
THE renascent Victorian novel continues to inspire high- and convincing work.
quality imitations. Jane Harris is the latest of many authors
to engage seriously with the fireside fiction of watchful ser- G IRAFFE
vants, swooning ladies and villainy afoot in crumbling man- ★
sions. Her debut novel, The Observations, is narrated by By J M Ledgard
Bessy, a young Irish maidservant and former child prostitute, (Jonathan Cape 324 pp £16.99)
whose pimp also happened to be her mother. In a complex
voice which is at once irreverent and gentle, worldly and
naïve, Bessy tells of her escape from prostitution into the IN 1975 the Czech secret police ordered the massacre of
home of an Englishwoman named Arabella, who lives in a forty-nine giraffes, which had until then been the
(but of course) crumbling mansion outside Edinburgh. world’s largest herd in captivity. J M Ledgard’s debut
Arabella is an odd mistress, and questions soon arise. Why novel covers the horrific event, and the two years lead-
does she waken Bessy in a rage in the middle of the night ing up to it, through a diversity of narrators, each of
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whom was in some way involved. Chief among these gambles away the family’s Northumberland seat and,
are Emil, a haematologist, and Amina, a sleepwalking shortly after, she is sexually assaulted by a stranger. She
factory girl who falls in love with the animals; most keeps quiet about the assault, and a troubled adolescence
chillingly, though, we also hear from one of the giraffes follows, in which an unhealthy relationship with an
themselves, and from the slaughterhouse man given the artist who is several years older than she is leads to a
job of liquidising the herd’s carcasses. heroin habit, which in turn leads to prison.
The author’s approach is an oblique one: this is a work Among Ruins, which is set upon a background of
of imaginative fiction rather than of investigative London art dealers and glamorously bored types, is
journalism, and if the truth comes out at all, it does so ultimately a frustrating read. Its rebuke of the traditional
gradually, via dense introspection and abstruse consider- stiff-upper-lip response to adversity is a smart one (Laura’s
ations of mammalian blood-flow. In places the writing downward plummet affirms well the idea that when trau-
lies at the junction between poetry and prose, with rem- mas are internalised, they tend to beget other, sometimes
iniscences often beautifully written but telling us what nastier ones), but sadly, on the whole, a potentially fasci-
was sensed rather than what happened: ‘verges risen in nating plot fails to ignite. Principally this is due to the
summer, wasps in autumn feeding on fallen pears, funereal pace of the narrative, but there are also problems
wildcats leaping large across wintry bridle paths’. with the writing. Vyner strives for the crisp, elevated tone
Many of the voices do sound alike, but the prose is of the country-house novel, but is undermined by careless
mostly of a high quality, and in the end the discrete drafting. Participles are left regularly unattached, and
narrative elements cohere as the dreadful spectacle of the phrases sometimes run on into meaninglessness, as in, ‘he
giraffes’ slaughter fascinates and appals. felt in his feet the looming prospect of future conversa-
tions’, which evokes about as improbable a sensation as
A LL M Y F RIENDS A RE S UPERHEROES one could imagine. Better editing would have improved
★ much of this.
By Andrew Kaufman Round-up by Simon Baker
(Telegram 111pp £7.99)
AUDIOBOOK
TOM is an ordinary guy living in a Canadian town full
of superheroes, some of whom have a useful power, S YMPOSIUM
others a more eccentric one. Unfortunately, Tom has ★
been invisible to his wife, The Perfectionist, ever since Plato
she was hypnotised by a superhero ex-boyfriend at the (Unabridged. Read by David Shaw-Parker with full cast)
wedding reception six months before. (Naxos Audiobooks 2CDs £10.99)
All My Friends Are Superheroes begins with The
Perfectionist and Tom awaiting a flight to Vancouver, ‘WHAT IS LOVE?’ Ten aristocratic Athenian men gather at
she to start afresh, he to have one final attempt at a party in 405BC where initially they compare hangovers.
convincing her of his existence. The present-tense When Socrates arrives, they decide to hold a contest in
account of the journey is interwoven with the couple’s delivering well-turned speeches in praise of Eros. There is
history and a number of stand-alone, one-paragraph more than one god of love: the one whom Socrates praises
descriptions of other superheroes. is Heavenly Eros, who will inspire loyalty in both Lover
Kaufman’s slight novella (which is padded with several and Boy. Common Eros, however, will lead men to make
blank pages) is decently written and makes a nice enough love to women. Many arguments apply today. For
skit if you can ignore the obvious fact that Tom could easi- instance, the Lover trying to seduce the Boy will put up
ly have shown his wife that he was not dead. However, its with humiliations which no slave would tolerate – sleep-
early suggestion of depth is never truly realised, and its ing outside the door of the Boy, begging for mercy.
whimsical superhero-descriptions, though often amusing Another Lover will swear an oath of fidelity and as soon
in themselves, together seem like undeveloped synopses as he gets what he wants from the Boy, he breaks his oath.
drafted in to fill space around a cute love story. Gods and men alike give license to the Lover for behav-
iour they would denounce in anyone else. One guest can-
A MONG RUINS not deliver his speech because he has hiccoughs. Another,
★ arriving drunk, praises his own physical beauty which
By Harriet Vyner Socrates, whom he adores, holds in contempt. Most men
(Faber & Faber 224 pp £10.99) desire Socrates sexually, no matter that he is famously
ugly. The cast of ten capture contrasting arguments with
Laura’s idyllic childhood is shattered when her father vivacity and humour. Susan Crosland
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A LISON P RINCE was the deserved R EPORT BY T OM F LEMING make sense, and as such is possibly the
winner this month, for her poem on most subversive poetry competition
‘Ink’, and she will receive the £350 first prize which has running. Next month’s subject, to be interpreted in 24
kindly been provided by the Mail on Sunday. lines or less, is ‘Rebel’. Entries should arrive at these
This is a competition for poems that rhyme, scan and offices by 26 April.
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Black is men in suits and braces, A page may turn brittle and yellow
Black is profits, hardly won, but still it protects what is past,
Black’s efficient. Black’s no fun. and sentiments, ardent or mellow,
are there in the ink – where they last.
Blue’s a balanced, friendly ink,
Blue is Pop round for a drink, TO A CUTTLEFISH by J Garth Taylor
Blue is Thanks, and how are you? As did your relatives, the squid
Blue is honest. Blue is blue. And octopus, you often hid
Blue is open, wears no mask, From hungry predators amid
Blue’s what I use. Since you ask. Your inky streams,
Quite confident that this outdid
HAND-WRITTEN by Alanna Blake Their deadly schemes.
A lot may be said for computers,
for typewriters, faxes and such, You opted not for fight nor flight
but when we sit down to write letters But merely kept yourself from sight,
a pen gives the personal touch. Convinced your instinct had it right,
And duly inked
No ball-point, wherever it hailed from, In order to avoid the plight
can give to one’s fingers the link Of the extinct.
that comes with a pen that is filled from
a bottle of Permanent Quink. But though our best-laid plans are nice
For saving species, none suffice
There’s treasure in many odd corners: For all the members – men or mice
in attics, in drawers or on shelves Or cuttlefish –
the dead live again in the letters And now you lie there, stuffed with rice,
they wrote to our much younger selves. Upon my dish.
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