On Film Adaptations of Beloved Works of Literature
Still of Bilbo and dwarves, from P. Jackson's The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey |
Many fans of J.R.R. Tolkien's novels of Middle Earth are
waiting anxiously for the premiere of Peter Jackson's new film, The Hobbit:
An Unexpected Journey, which will cover the first part of Tolkien's famous
novel about Bilbo Baggins's taking off from his comfortable life in Hobbiton to
travel with a band of dwarves bent on retrieving a bunch of treasure from a
dragon. I use the term “anxiously” advisedly, as many Tolkien purists were not
entirely happy with Jackson’s
massive three-film adaptation of Tolkien’s even-more-massive novel, Lord of the Rings, and are worried that he'll similarly distort this story of a beloved Hobbit, as well. As a Tolkien admirer
myself, I must admit that, while I have greatly enjoyed Jackson’s films about
the One Ring and the humble hobbit tasked with destroying it (the extended
editions, not the truncated versions that aired in cinemas), I was somewhat put
out that the films distorted or obscured many of the themes found in the novel. (I insist on thinking of Lord of the Rings as
Tolkien conceived it, a single story; only the tale’s great length caused it to
be published serially in three separate volumes. Probably it should not even be
called a novel, but a romance or a saga.)
Arwen Evenstar in Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings films |
However, as a student of the Western literary tradition, I
have long since learned that great stories get handed down by being retold in
succeeding generations; each new telling brings out something different, making
an old story new again. The whole history of the Western literary tradition –
at least, up to the invention of the modern novel – bears witness to this fact.
Unfortunately, in Hollywood, even not-so-great and lousy stories get re-told ad nauseum these days, presumably because screenwriters aren’t aware of the truly great, time-tested tales, having been “educated” in universities where the classics of literature have been abandoned and where no one actually reads anymore. (Here endeth the rant, before it is even begun. Another day, perhaps.)
At any rate, whenever I find myself watching a film version of some greatly loved literary work, I have learned to stuff the student of literature back into a dark corner of my mind so that the film enthusiast can enjoy herself. I tell myself that Peter Jackson the filmmaker, creating cinematic versions of Tolkien’s tales, are rather like Mallory or Tennyson reworking the romances of Chrétien de Troyes and Geoffrey of Monmouth. I would not reject Mallory’s version of Lancelot as an illegitimate appropriation of Chrétien’s original, so perhaps I should not begrudge Jackson’s giving Arwen Evenstar the role of an Amazonian action star or accuse Jackson of failing to appreciate the true thematic depths of Tolkien’s stories. I can convince myself that “different” is not necessarily “inferior.”
Unfortunately, in Hollywood, even not-so-great and lousy stories get re-told ad nauseum these days, presumably because screenwriters aren’t aware of the truly great, time-tested tales, having been “educated” in universities where the classics of literature have been abandoned and where no one actually reads anymore. (Here endeth the rant, before it is even begun. Another day, perhaps.)
At any rate, whenever I find myself watching a film version of some greatly loved literary work, I have learned to stuff the student of literature back into a dark corner of my mind so that the film enthusiast can enjoy herself. I tell myself that Peter Jackson the filmmaker, creating cinematic versions of Tolkien’s tales, are rather like Mallory or Tennyson reworking the romances of Chrétien de Troyes and Geoffrey of Monmouth. I would not reject Mallory’s version of Lancelot as an illegitimate appropriation of Chrétien’s original, so perhaps I should not begrudge Jackson’s giving Arwen Evenstar the role of an Amazonian action star or accuse Jackson of failing to appreciate the true thematic depths of Tolkien’s stories. I can convince myself that “different” is not necessarily “inferior.”
1955 film, a good adaptation of Graham Greene's novel. |
Of course, sometimes “different” really is “inferior.” I
remember being truly enraged at the way the 1999 film version of Graham Greene’s
The End of the Affair had completely
missed the unmissable theme at the heart of the novel (without which it became
meaningless). I probably should have simply skipped this “filmization” starring
Ralph Fiennes, because it made me unwilling to watch film versions of beloved
books for several years thereafter. I must add that the 1955 film version of
this novel, which came out just a few years after The End of the Affair was published, managed to convey the book’s
central theme adequately, while still providing enough romantic tension to
satisfy those who cared nothing about meaningful themes and bought tickets only
to see Van Johnson and Deborah Kerr in a clinch. (What? You haven’t read The End of the Affair? Don’t worry, it’s
never too late. Find a cheap second-hand copy and start reading! Then get back
to me if you still don’t understand what it’s all about. As a hint, I’ll just
say that it is not simply about a love affair that ended too soon.)
I was shocked recently when one of my friends, whose
literary taste and perspicacity has always seemed reliable, said she had quite
enjoyed the 1999 film version of The End
of the Affair. She was surprised that I had truly hated it. (Our
conversation, alas, was cut short before I couldn't explain while I thought the
film was such an awful distortion of the novel.) This has led me to wonder: Is
there any criterion for judging a film based on a novel, qua adaptation, to be “good”?
Still from Eric Rohmer's Perceval le Gallois |
My first thought is that we might
adapt the criterion for judging books “good” that C. S. Lewis set out in his An Experiment in Criticism. I would say
that a good adaptation would have to constitute an intelligent, perceptive
reading of its literary original. That is, in order to be deemed a “good”
adaptation, the film would succeed in bringing out or developing some important
theme that can be found in the literary original in such a way as to enrich –
or at least ratify – an intelligent reading of the original, even if it has to
alter or truncate the novel’s plot or characters to be cinematically effective.
A truly “great” film adaptation would go even further, illuminating the story
in such a way that a re-reading of the literary original would be enriched for
having seen the film, perhaps bringing out nuances that had escaped the reader’s
notice upon the first reading. I suggest that, according to this criterion,
Eric Rohmer’s Perceval le Gallois, a
film adaptation of Chrétien de Troyes’ Perceval/The
Story of the Grail, is a great adaptation, although it does not even
touch upon the Gawain strand of the narrative, which occupies about one third
of the romance’s total length. My reading of Chretien’s romance, which was the
subject of my doctoral dissertation, was probably changed forever, and for the
better, once I had seen Rohmer’s film.
On the other hand, if the film fails to bring out literary
themes faithfully, no matter how closely it follows the original plot points or
characters, it is a “bad” adaptation. Notice that this is quite different from
saying that it is a bad film qua film.
It’s possible, for instance, that the 1999 film, The End of the Affair, is of passable quality as a movie qua movie (I recuse myself from trying
to judge it on these grounds) while being a truly execrable film adaptation qua adaptation (which is still my
assessment, although I’m planning to re-watch both the 1955 and 1999 films, to
see if my opinion still holds).
At any rate, it is a truly intrepid (or, sometimes,
ignorant) filmmaker who dares to make a screen version of a beloved literary
work. Fortunately, Peter Jackson is a great storyteller for the big screen, so
I’m willing to bet that his Hobbit films will be more than worth the ticket
price, even if it does turn out that he has deviated from Tolkien’s story in
some significant way. The fact that he is splitting the novel, to create two
films, suggests that he did not want to leave out a single interesting detail.
(I turn a deaf ear to the cynics who suggest that he simply wants to milk the
Tolkien cash cow for all it is worth.) I certainly am looking to seeing the new
film.
By the way, if you are one of those people who like seeing
film adaptations of literary works (or discovering that a film you’ve enjoyed
is based on a book you’ve never read), you should take a look at Movies for Booklovers,
a section of a larger web site called The Greatest Literature ofAll Time which lists and reviews film versions of great literary works.
Meanwhile, anyone who both loves Tolkien’s The
Hobbit and is looking forward to the Peter Jackson film might think twice
before re-reading the novel before seeing the movie. Try to enjoy the movie for
what it is before comparing it to the book that Tolkien wrote. If you’re lucky,
you’ll find that it succeeds both as a movie and as a film adaptation of a
beloved literary work.
What do you think about film adaptations of your favorite stories? Love 'em, hate 'em? Click "comment" and chime in.
Could you recommend how best to get a copy of Rohmer's Perceval film?
ReplyDeleteAmazon has it on DVD and VHS (through their resellers). I wish they could make it available in streaming video -- I've got the VHS, but no longer have a tape player. You can also find some excerpted scenes on YouTube.
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