One pleasure
from modern TV is that it is possible to watch series etc. from long ago. Some stand the test of time, some do not, but
on the whole they are not as gruesome and in your face than the typical shows
of today. Even better they are a lot
less noisy and flashy without constant two second shots, allow long takes and
are a good deal more subtle.
At present
there is an intriguing pairing from different channels to watch. ITV Encore have been running the original
"Brideshead Revisited" from 1981 based on the book by Evelyn Waugh
while Yesterday are treating us to the "Jeeves and Wooster" filmed a
little later as a compilation from the works of P.G. Wodehouse.
While they
both deal with the highest level of the class strata and are similar in period,
they are apart in their character. BR is
serious and in depth with some comic moments, J&W is farce. up to a point,
Lord Copper. It seems impossible to
compare and contrast.
They are works
of fiction, written for what would be hoped large numbers of readers so there
have to be many complexities in the plots, relationships, events, mistakes,
misunderstandings and backgrounds to fill out the stories and keep the reader wanting
to know.
Despite the
differences it is tempting to try to relate them. Is Tuppy Glossop of J&W, the overweight
hare brained bungler, leading light of The Drones Club, who is constantly in
trouble related to "Boy Mulcaster" the loud, offensive and serially
stupid fat Viscount, leading light of the much less civilised Bullingdon Club,
of BR? At a pinch you could swap them
and with a little editing it would do.
A key person
in BR is Sebastian Flyte the second son, so not the heir of Lord Marchmain. He becomes a serious alcoholic and the
tragedy of his life is at the centre of the novel. But in J&W, Bertie Wooster seems to shift
almost as much of the drink as Sebastian, clearly out of his skull quite often,
but never regarded as an alcoholic.
Perhaps Waugh
might have given Sebastian what so many younger sons of major peers were given,
a safe Conservative seat in the House of Commons. In that case he might have been married off
to PGW's bossy Honoria Glossop whose medical father Sir Roderick might have
cured him of his troubles allowing him to progress to The Cabinet.
On the other
hand, Bertie might have been packed off by PGW to a clinic somewhere allowing
the story line to be early version of all the hospital, doctor etc. tales we
have today which command the TV channels.
Bertie straying into an operating theatre and being mistaken for a
leading surgical urologist could have been a lot of fun.
There are a
great many possibilities of mixing the two, too many for this post. However, the reality of the lives of the two
authors does have major contrasts. Waugh
lived from 1903 to 1966 and PGW from 1881 to 1975, so they were not of the same
generation.
PGW did not
serve in the First World War because of his eyesight and during it was in the
USA where he continued to spend much time but finishing up in France in the
30's for tax reasons.
He was not
entirely of this world or of Britain and failed to get out of France in
time. He was caught by the Germans in
1940 whose use of him led to him being accused of treason by many people,
although it never came to court. So
after the Second War he went to and stayed in the USA. On the other hand Waugh, too young for the
First War, volunteered for the Second and was commissioned.
It is said
that while doing his duty and willing to fight he was not a good subordinate
and a much worse superior whose men had a strong dislike of him and might
cheerfully have shot him. He seemed to
have a lot of changes of branches of the Army and Marines.
But it gave
him a rich fund of material for his later writing. Who can forget Apthorpe's Thunderbox? It is all a very long time ago.
On the other
hand Rudyard Kipling used an Imperial Typewriter.
Two of my favourite writers. It is a huge pity that Waugh is not around to comment on modern times.
ReplyDeleteI used to have a typewriter like the one in the picture and for some reason the letter 'o' often made an 'o' shaped hole in the paper. How it did that through the ribbon I don't know.
Bertie Wooster. The gentle, caring, harmless, side of the Bullingdon club.
ReplyDeleteThe working class as pets who can be teased, mocked and patronized; attacking police called to an affray, stealing police equipment and expecting to get a 10/- fine from the beak -- a miner from Durham doing the same thing would get five years hard labour.
As for fucking Hevelyn Waugh --