Showing posts with label From Novel to Film. Show all posts
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10.23.2021

From Novel to Film, pt. 37: Starship Troopers



THE FILM

In 1997, my buddy AJ and I drove down 
from Dayton to Cincinnati for a sneak preview of Starship Troopers. We were both huge Verhoeven fans. Neither of us had read any Heinlein. We borrowed his Dad's Vanagon for the journey - I love those things - and it was my first time seeing Cincy.  

It's achieved a bit of a cult status now, but it was a big flop on release - both with audiences and critics. I was baffled. I thought its blend of fantastic computer animation (the best I'd seen up until that time) and ironic send-up of, well, everything (but definitely democracy, propaganda, youth TV, and media) was Verhoeven's masterstroke after years of improving his approach. Some people "got" it, which is to say some people appreciated its caustic eye for all the above, but most didn't. 




Its sequels shed the sarcasm and pumped up the sci-fi bug action. That franchise seems to have done/ is doing okay with itself. I've never checked out any of it. For me, the sarcasm was the whole point of it. I was an ironic fan of things like Beverly Hills 90210 and Saved by the Bell (and later Dawson's Creek) and that part of it landed like gangbusters with me. I was also a big Marxist - the best kind, illiterate and over-trusting - so its "reductio ad absurdum of militaristic culture" was just fine with me. The film seemed to nail a certain approach and a certain shade/ tone of bullshit and definitely had all the angles, lighting, music cues, and soap opera tropes to deliver it.




I've watched the film many times in the years since and still find its cynicism and sarcasm refreshing. These are my people, my snarky, cross-media-steeped, Fruitopia, Doogie-Howser-as-SS, Donna Martin Graduates people. 

A few years back Aasif Mandvi wrote in Salon (of course) about the monochromatic "whitewashing" of the cast, given that they all have Spanish names. It takes a special kind of density to not understand the deliberate nature of this "whitewashing." i.e. this is a critical trajectory both filmmakers and critic have in common, only the latter is too tunnel-visioned to see it. It's almost like one can plot these things out - the inevitability of them, and the exponential nature of the tunnel vision on a graph. I used the phrase reductio ad absurdum up there. Few things illustrate the reductio ad absurdum of now than that. It's like condemning Jonathan Swift for promoting cannibalism. 




Anyway, of course Mandvi was corrected and he apologized, tearfully vowing to reflect on the hurt his words caused and to redouble his efforts to understand and compensate for the warping effect of such endlessly circulated narrativemongering, never projecting, always twirling twirling twirling towards freedom, and we've all lived happily ever after ever since. 

THE NOVEL


I'd never understood the intense, special kind of hate fans of the book had for the movie. I assumed it was just a generational thing. Heinlein has never really landed with me. I've made multiple attempts in multiple places and have never understood the fanatical appeal his work has for some people. So, that was my bias going into this: let me try and see what "these people" are seeing here.

Well, what do you know - it's great reading. I had zero problem getting into it and at no point felt swept up into any kind of personality cult of the author. (And the writerly tics that prevented me from "grokking" other Heinlein works are absent here.) It's well-written and engages with its philosophies (essentially Athens vs. Sparta, hardly "fringe" stuff) intelligently and accessibly. You'd have to basically hate western civilization (in the very specific way Marxists do) to see in it a glorification of fascism, which is the criticism most often echoed about it. Ezra Pound this is not.  

As such, I completely understand why fans of the book (as separate from fans of Heinlein, who seem to respond more to the personality cult of the author) hate the movie. The movie seems like it was made by people who actually hate the book. Which, actually, is likely the case. So, there's an antagonistic relationship engineered into the very making of the film that I could not see before. 


I still love the movie, though, not having had that relationship with it. So let's just focus on the book. I concede that the aggrieved fans of the book have a point, and it's the sort of point (hey, the adaptation hates the source material - and us) that supersedes most others. 

The book references some manner of military disaster in the past (Chinese hegemony, eastern bloc vs. west) that proceeded a domestic collapse. When crime and corruption proved incurable, the vets took control. 

"At first, this is unmistakably nothing more than vigilante justice. But through sheer force, they are capable of maintaining a rudimentary peace. The order of martial law is a low form of order; no great civilization can flourish with a boot on its neck. But eventually, not through any formal grant of legitimacy via democratic processes but a gradual acceptance of the new ad hoc regime, regularity returns to the social world. On-the-spot justice gives way to regular procedures for ascertaining guilt and assigning punishment to perceived criminals. As these practices become institutions, civilization shifts from one sociopolitical equilibrium to another. With regularity comes justified expectations of future behavior by the new government, and along with it the rule of law, and the return of some semblance of democratic and parliamentary governance. The chief difference is that society is now quasi-Spartan: only those with a military background can participate in the governance of the polity; key civilian positions are reserved by law for veterans; and those who do not perform at least two years of federal service cannot exercise “sovereign franchise.” That is, they cannot vote.

(...) In the real world, we tend to view sovereignty in ethical terms. We answer “Who rules?” by asking, “Who ought to rule?” This is how we continue to affirm democratic legitimacy even though it is obvious that the will of the people has little to do with how modern Western polities are actually governed. The characters in Starship Troopers have no truck with romantic theories of governance that have no basis in reality. At its root, sovereignty is power, which means force. The quasi-military government of Starship Troopers exists because the founders of the Terran Federation, back when they were little more than a vigilante mob, were willing to impose themselves on others. As it became clear that nobody could oppose them, they became the new de facto government, and eventually the new de jure government. The essential truth of sovereignty, in terms of who actually rules, is that sovereignty is inevitable and, in a higher sense, arbitrary. Why do veterans govern the Terran Federation? The only possible answer is because they can. To be clear: This is not a claim that social order requires violence. It is the claim, as historically robust a truth as can be found, is that someone, somewhere, will wield the sword. To the extent that our political constitutions can be founded on “reflection and choice,” our choice is not power versus self-governance, but responsible versus irresponsible power.

Heinlein had the audacity to explore a world where Sparta works, and is durable. Understandably, this puts our Athenian sensibilities on Red Alert. The novel’s justifications for franchise restrictions, perhaps the ultimate blasphemy in our egalitarian-democratic age, highlight a second sociopolitical truth: Any society that decouples rights and responsibilities thereby enables irresponsible power."




That review of the book is good stuff. I wish the site would rethink its name, so I could post it to social media. But who needs the aggravation. Anyway, we hear this debate raging in 2021 re: any 
society that decouples rights and responsibilities enabling irresponsible power. The book directly addresses this:

"To permit irresponsible authority is to sow disaster: to hold a man responsible for anything he does not control is to behave with blind idiocy. The unlimited democracies (of the twentieth century) were unstable because their citizens were not responsible for the fashion in which they exerted their sovereign authority... No attempt was made to determine whether a voter was socially responsible to the extent his literally unlimited authority. If he voted the impossible, the disastrous possible happened instead - and responsibility was then forced on him willy-nilly and destroyed both him and his foundationless temple."


While imperfect, military service was better than having
no stake/ skin in the game. 

It's easy to see how a generation (or mix of generations) having just lived through appeasement, the Depression, World War 2, the advance of communism on all fronts under guise of others, and Korea could have these thoughts, or find resonance in works like Starship Troopers. It was the force of Allied guns - the efforts and "fascism" of millions of Allies - not its rhetoric that silenced what the political machinations of those who appeased from drawing rooms wrought. Broadly speaking. 

Broadly speaking, too, the bugs were a great metaphor for the new threat of assembly line communist automatons, etc. 

"Those bugs lay eggs. They not only lay them, they hold them in reserve, hatch them as needed. If we killed a warrior – or a thousand, or ten thousand – his or their replacements were hatched and on duty almost before we could get back to base. It takes a minimum of one year to train a private to fight and to mesh his fighting with his mates. A bug is hatched able to do that. Every time we killed a thousand bugs at the cost of one GI it was a net victory for the Bugs. We were learning, expensively, just how efficient pure communism could be when used by a people adapted to it by evolution."


Dehumanizing the enemy, of course.



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VERDICT: Both novel and film are As, probably A+s. As an adaptation, probably a hate crime. Not an art crime, though. 

8.23.2017

From Novel to Film pt. 35: Run Silent, Run Deep


"Deep in the sea there is no motion, no sound, save that put there by the insane humors of man. Even the occasional snort or burble of a porpoise are all in low key, subdued, responsive to the primordial quietness of the deep. Of life there is, of course, plenty, and of death too, for neither is strange to the ocean. But even life and death, though violent, make little or noise in the deep sea."


Novel (1955) written by Edward Beach. Film (1958) directed by Robert Wise and written by John Gay.

Before we jump into today's offering: those among you who play the Dog Star Omnibus From Novel to Film home game undoubtedly noticed that the last FNTF official entry was numbered Pt. 33 (The Comfort of Strangers.) What happened to pt. 34? Nada - pt. 34 just doubled as a Friday Night Film Noir entry; here it is. Phwew! Close call. Now on with the show.

THE NOVEL


The novel is structured as the transcript of a Navy tape recording made by sub Captain Edward J. Richardson recounting the events that led to his winning the Medal of Honor. His story takes the reader from the prewar days in Long Island Sound, where he and his XO Jim Bledsoe put training crews through their paces on the S-16, a WW1-era submarine retired from active service in 1924 but still suitable for readying crews for combat duty, to the Bungo Channel, that narrow strait separating the Japanese islands of Kyoshu and Shikoku, with all theaters (Pearl Harbor, Midway, Guam) in-between. 


When Richardson is told his own chances for an active ship of his own hinge on recommending his XO for command duty, he puts Jim up for the job, but his reservations are justified when Jim flubs the training cruise, almost wrecking the S-16. This causes Richardson to withdraw his rec, leading to an estrangement in the two men's relationship. Adding to the tension: a love triangle with Laura, a woman who ends up marrying Jim. Jim is assigned as XO to Richardson's new sub, the Walrus, and tries to get transferred on account of his lack of confidence in the skipper/ his old friend, but Richardson tells him to pound sand. 

The Walrus goes off on patrol and quickly encounters the Japanese destroyer Akikaze, skippered by Captain Tateo Nakame, aka "Bungo Pete." The Akikaze is responsible for sinking a large number of American ships, including the Nerka, (remember that name) captained by Jim and Richardson's old friend, Stocker Kane. The Walrus duels with the Akikaze and Richardson is wounded. While he convalesces at Pearl Harbor, he helps the Navy figure out and fix the navy's innumerable and maddening torpedo problems, while Jim, newly in command of the Walrus, goes out on war patrols, eventually lost with all hands, another victim of Bungo Pete. 

"War rarely generates personal animosities between members of the opposing forces, for it is too big for that. The hate is there, but it is a larger hatred, a hatred for everything the enemy stands for, for all his professed ideals, for his very way of life. Individuals stand for nothing in this mammoth hate, and that is why friends - even members of the same family - can at times be on opposite sides, and why, after the fighting is over, it is possible to respect and even like the men who lately wished to kill you. Bungo, however, had done us personal injury, and had therefore lost his anonymity. We had learned to know him by his works and by his name; it didn't seem in the least strange to me that this time, this once, we should be consumed with bitter personal enmity towards a certain personality among the enemy. That this individual was only doing his duty as he saw it, as he had a right to see it, made not the slightest difference."


Richardson receives command of a new sub, the Eel, and convinces his superiors to let him hunt Bungo Pete. The novel ends with an all-out,-one-false-move battle between the Eel, the Akikaze, a Japanese sub, and the transport the Japanese are escorting, and Richardson pursues his grim duty to the bitter end, at no small cost to his peace of mind and combat equilibrium. An impossible rescue of some downed airmen off Guam restores his equilibrium, and it is this action which earns him the Medal of Honor.

Rotated back to the States after all the above, Jim is told by Stocker Kane's widow to look up Laura, the person with whom he was always meant to be. 

The End.

This is a hell of a great read if you're into this sort of thing. I'm a big fan of the criminally-hard-to-find Wake of the Wahoo by Forest J. Sterling (my copy is literally in tatters but the book remains stubbornly out of print), and Run Silent Run Deep is every bit as well-written, paced, and characterized as that one, but with the added details a former sub commander (as Edward Beach was) can bring to the proceedings. The science of torpedoes and of all the technology inside the submarine itself (from the carbon dioxide absorbers in hermetically sealed shiny metal canisters to the Torpedo Data Computer to everything else) is brought to life very agreeably.


"Eel maneuvered between the escort and his convoy. Four stern tubes at the tincan - close quarters, but there was time to get them off. He joined his ancestors in a cloud of mingled flame, smoke, and spray."

THE FILM


The film was well-received if not a box office bonanza. Like many of the WW2 films coming out in the late 50s, it benefited from greater transparency of how the war was actually fought (vs. earlier submarine films more properly classified as propaganda) and the technical advisory of the Navy, Department of Defense, and Flotilla One. The result was (for its time) not just the most realistic American submarine movie yet made but also an appropriate tribute to WW2 veterans of the Silent Service. The generation that went to the Pacific in subs probably appreciated the latter more than the former.


Like many an author seeing his work on screen, Beach was unhappy with the changes to his original story. Some of those changes include:

- The whole training sequence at the beginning is scrapped. In its place, Richardson was in charge of a previous sub, sunk by Akikaze

How he was rescued in the Bungo Strait is unexplained but hey. Motivation. 

- Subsequently, the whole Dekker/ Jim Kirk set-up from the book is altered, as Richardson is just a guy taking Jim Bledsoe's boat rather than the commanding officer of the same ship (the Walrus.)

From the first, Richardson comes off as valuing his pursuit of Bungo Pete over the safety of the ship and crew while Jim stands for the opposite, a change that definitely alters the book's character arcs for both.
This also eliminates the Jim/ Richardson/ Laura triangle. (Laura is only in one scene - and is married to Richardson from the get-go.)
Incidentally, Eel and Walrus are combined into one ship and renamed the Nekba. I wonder why?


- In the novel, Richardson and co. deduce that Akikaze (who has passed the info on to Tokyo Rose, from whose radio broadcasts they discover this) has been retrieving their garbage and learning important info on their crew. They then place decoy info in the garbage to confuse the Japs, and the success of this plays no small part in how things shake out. In the movie, it's Jim who figures this out, and there's no decoy garbage.

Listening to Tokyo Rose.


- In the novel, Richardson is injured in the first duel with Bungo Pete, and it is Jim's death at the Japanese destroyer captain's hands that motivates him to get back into action and exact his revenge. In the film, Richardson suffers a wound during action with Pete and, after valiantly carrying on as long as he can, hiding the extent of his wound, hands the ship over to Jim. 

Apparently this was at Clark Gable's insistence, lest his character come off as not sufficiently resolute.

- He rejoins the action when he realizes the secret to the Japanese success in sinking US subs is because they have their own sub deployed as a convoy escort. 

This sub is in the book, too, but the circumstances are rearranged. 

- Finally it's Richardson who dies, not Jim. 

Kind of a big one. 

While all of these changes certainly obliterate the character and plot dynamics Beach so carefully assembled, none of it is unreasonable novel-to-film transcription and compartmentalization. I don't blame the author for disagreeing. But when you consider some of the problems in adapting a work assembled for the page to one designed for the screen and you reverse engineer this finished product back to its source material, it seems to me they solved some issues neatly (such as Richardson's convalescence in Hawaii while Jim dies out on patrol, setting up his taking over the Eel and the violence of the ending - almost certainly unfilmable in the 50s) and built up or flat-out created some other dynamics to compensate (such as the tension between Jim's ensigns and Richardson's yeoman.) 

CAST AND CAMEOS

Clark Gable as Commander Richardson.
Burt Lancaster as Lt. Commander Jim Bledsoe.
Jack Warden as Yeoman FC Mueller.
Don Rickles as Quartermaster FC Ruby.
Brad Dexter as Ensign Cartwright.
Nick Cravat as Russo.
Joe Maross as Kohler.
And Ken Lynch as Frank.
Not sure who this lady is, but she gets a lot of screentime. The crew has a ritual of spanking the poster when called to stations. Draw your own conclusions.

You can enjoy a mash-up of scenes from the movie set to the Iron Maiden song of the same name here. Enjoy.


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