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The
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Graham Greene never won the Nobel Prize for literature, a paradox; but, his
tour de force lives on…
Greene Junction – 2
by
Rajgopal Nidamboor
Having been responsible for hastening one of India’s finest writers, R K
Narayan’s entry into the world of books, as a novelist in his own “write”
and right, by some years, Greene also had a penchant for adventure, in the
dangerous light of things. No small wonder, that, his dream from childhood
was focused to playing the Russian roulette. Needless to say, Greene, the
writer, was just as fearless. Yet, what was most vital to him was the human
act, its morality — of individuals as well as nations. His human axiom,
therefore, speaks to us directly, in effect, of our own experiences and
observations — oppression, politics, belief and trust. Besides this,
Greene’s classicist (“Catholic”) outlook was quite autobiographical —
universal, and lush Green(e), forever. Writers like him are never lost or
forgotten.
By his own admission, Greene wrote both “entertainment” and “serious novels”
— many of them with the underpinning of a politically enthralling register.
What, of course, made Greene Greene was his sublime affinity for words, and
brevity of expression. Also — if the secretiveness, in his novels, is
seductive, so is sin. It’s alluring. A number of Greene’s heroes, like
Scobie, believe themselves to be disaster-prone; and, they also seek their
“destiny” with a kind of rapture. Another paradigm: the murderer Pickie, in
Brighton Rock, is more sympathetic than the righteous avenger Ida. All the
same, some of Greene’s foremost critics, in expression and idiom, insist
that Greene spoke of immorality, or sin, only in his books, and that he was
in real life “immoral.”
It is, therefore, not without reason, thanks to constant change in our
inconstant world, that many critics today consider Greene as “vain,
duplicitous, and out-of-date.” This is not all. Some of Greene’s more
profound critics have also castigated him, and pushed him down from his high
pedestal into discredit. However this maybe, what makes Greene expansively
alive in his works is his worldliness — a linguistic trait that continues to
be a model for the practicing writer.
Interestingly, It is also quite ungrudgingly accepted that Greene’s moral
indistinctness serves us better now than George Orwell's transparency,
albeit modern reviewers of his works suggest that Greene can be regarded as
our greatest novelist, during his time, the master of ingenuity and
excitement — a writer whose ambivalent moral equations and compromised
characters invaded the consciousness of two generations of readers. This, in
spite of our ever-changing world having moved on to another century and
other manners of thought and belief. |
A
Virtuoso In His Own “Write”
Graham Greene was a writer like no
other. His reminiscences were anecdote-free. He talked of smells
and sights — of human distress and inquiries of trust. Few
writers, today, deal in grey shades, or hues.
A great
admirer of Somerset Maugham, Greene did not magnify sarcasm and
spoof; nor did he amplify motives. In today’s world,
publicity-stunts and the bizarre grab attention, yes. Not
down-to-earth, mesmeric story-telling ability, which was
Greene’s hallmark. Yet, it’s going to come back — sooner than
later.
Observes Haresh Pandya, an academic, writer, and avid Greene
reader: “What gave Greene’s landscape a highly distinctive
quality and, above all, a deep understanding of the human mind
was his brilliant narrative — a technique marked by a lucid
style and choice of ‘spotted’ locations. It’s a characteristic
that also distinguishes him from many other eminent novelists
and short-story writers — both past and present.”
Adds Pandya: “Few can, in fact, match Greene when it comes to
exploration of emotions — like guilt, frustration and self-pity.
Greene’s preoccupation with moral dilemmas (personal, political,
and religious), may have had something to do with his own sense
of Catholicism — one that counteracts the misery in his novels
(by implications of spiritual dignity, and even nirvana), in the
face of suffering and/or distress.”
Says Lakshmi Subramaniam, a long-time Greene fan: “I find Greene
quite easy-to-read. What I find most appealing in his novels is
the way he engages us in everyday details; simple details that
make us feel just like human beings. Greene also does not bother
his readers and others with complex data, or ‘records.’ He
reports like the good old newspaper writer (so, it is
‘trouble-free’ for almost all of us to relate to him). This is
something that is missing… in our newspapers, or magazines, and
also in books and writers, today.” |
Greene, with his own sense of practical wisdom, perforce, saw it all coming.
As he once wrote: “To render the highest justice (to corruption), you must
retain your innocence… You have to be conscious all the time within yourself
of treachery… to something valuable.”
Call it “psychical” insight, or what you may, Greene, and his novels,
espouse an ambivalent play between luminosity and murky shades of
faithfulness and failure, innocence and seediness, hope and despair, romance
and realism. In other words, they present us a remarkable tapestry, quite
unlike any other writer’s — born or unborn.
January 1, 2006
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