William Boyd

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Too often the easy response (“I liked the book better.”) to television or film adaptation of a novel comes about through dissatisfaction: it seems that the richness of the original cannot be reproduced in a different medium. But since I had not read the book, I could not make even this hackneyed remark about Any Human Heart based on William Boyd’s novel of that name (PBS Masterpiece production last winter). By the time, months later, that I found the novel in the local library, I had read other works by Boyd. I count myself lucky to have seen the adaptation, both for the success of the production and for the fact that it had given me the incentive to read more of Boyd.

Just a brief look at the author’s web site indicates something of his range, but Brazzaville Beach, a work that won prizes in the ‘nineties, stands out for me. The plot encompasses primate research in Africa, professional fraud and deceit among scientists, political revolution set against a story of marital failure of the English female narrator – the collapse driven by the psychological delusions of her spouse.  The novel is masterful in its parallel construction and its handling of voice. It succeeds in bridging two disparate places and the discontinuities they bring in the life of the narrator, managing to tie revolution to renunciation. It is wise and subtle in unraveling of the knotted difficulties that beset the narrator who views her life in retrospect.

Restless also employs a female narrator, with the generation gap between mother and daughter providing a chasm. The secrets of the mother’s past, which she reveals piecemeal in letters to her daughter (She was an English spy in the Second World War.), become a demand to right old wrongs. In the process her daughter has to reckon with her estranged German husband, his shady family, and an Iranian student opposed to the Shah’s regime. The novel exploits the spy thriller genre and goes beyond it.

New Confessions is an ingenious paralleling of Rousseau’s Confessions and self-revelations of a fictional English film maker who establishes his reputation in post – World War I Germany. A film adaptation of Rousseau’s work will constitute his masterpiece and its completion takes decades that see the rise of the Nazis and the encroachment of the Hollywood studio system on evolving German film industry; the focus is German advancements in sound technology. Martial failure, bankruptcy, war, displacement to America and the HUAC ‘s machinations provide a remarkable set of plot obstacles that show off Boyd’s command of period and character. As in the best of novels, we travel where we have never been, especially in that past where things are done differently.

And then there is Any Human Heart, a book that one critic said did in a volume what Anthony Powell did in the many books of Dance to the Music of Time. This sweep through the twentieth century has Logan Montstuart as the focus. He finds himself embroiled in great events that allow him to negotiate from a unique perspective Waugh’s Oxford of the twenties, the Spanish Civil War (and a chance meeting with Hemingway), the Duke and Duchess of Windsor in the Bahamas, imprisonment during the Second World War for spying, and a latter day career as an Art Dealer in the post-war New York. Dissatisfaction with retirement leads Logan to an unwitting role in a Bader Meinhof- like bomb plot. The form of the novel, journal entries, catalogues not only his adventures but his marriages and many infidelities. His end, in the south of France, is remarkably restrained. The great issues of life’s significance, guilt and responsibility, and what constitutes the just life are left unstated but are inescapably present in the reflections of one who has lived so long and so affectingly in this fiction.

Boyd is a remarkable author, too little lauded for his achievements. He deserves the recognition that seems to be reserved for his far better known contemporaries such as Ian McEwan, Martin Amis, and Julian Barnes. Yes, television adaptation has had for me a most positive effect – a firm appreciation of the novelist’s art. There is much richness in Boyd’s works for Commonweal readers to explore.

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  1. I loved William Boyd’s Any Human Heart so much that I passed the PBS version by, thinking it could not possibly match the intelligence and integrity of the book. Now, perhaps, I’ll take a chance on it. My notes from a 2006 reading of the novel said “Not perfect, but close.” I felt the same way about A Blue Afternoon, a glorious adventure set mostly in early 20th century Manila and touching on, among other things, love, surgery, flight, and insurrection. Boyd’s range, as Mr. Wheeler notes, is wide. In Brazzaville Beach, the lives not so well lived are still full of reflection and adventure in nearly equal parts. And although Restless, which deals with espionage in WWII, was an interesting read it is not up to Boyd’s usual standards. To Ed Wheeler, thanks for this tribute to William Boyd, and if you have yet to read A Blue Afternoon I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

  2. New name to me. Thanks. Samples of three on the way to the iPad.

  3. A bit of Boyd (The Blue Afternoon:

    I remember that afternoon, not long into our travels, sitting on deck in the mild mid-Atlantic sun on a slightly smirched and foggy day, the sky a pale washed-out blue above the smokestacks, that I asked my father what it felt like to pick up a knife and make an incision into living human flesh. He thought seriously for a while before replying.

    Nice. I like that style. The one hiccup here is the distance between “afternoon” and “that”. Overcomeable :o)

  4. I’m loving A Blue Afternoon. Thank you, both!

  5. The Blue Afternoon also uses a female narrator. Boyd must have great confidence in his female side. Seems very tricky, though.

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