Thursday, May 26, 2016
A very knowledgeable friend of mine asked me not long ago about my appreciation of the writing of Mark Twain. I talked about the usual highlights: "Tom Sawyer," "Huckleberry Finn," "A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur's Court." He asked if I were familiar with the novella, "The Mysterious Stranger." When I confessed my ignorance, he strongly recommended that I read it, and so I did.
In this compilation of the novella and three short stories, this familiar writer speaks in an unfamiliar voice. Toward the end of his life, Samuel Clemens became quite cynical and curmudgeonly. The novella "The Mysterious Stranger" was published posthumously in 1916, and reflects his later life jaundiced views of God, mankind, and the universe in general.
In the short story "The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg," the narrative is centered on a town this is renowned for the unshakable honesty of each of its citizens. A mysterious stranger comes to town, leaves a bag of money with clear instructions of what is to be done. The instructions are written in a way that is almost guaranteed to test the moral mettle of the town residents. As the possibility of getting their hands on the money dawns on some of the towns most prominent citizens, the fabric of their rectitude begins to unravel. In this tale, Twain shows a depth of understanding of human frailty and the human psyche that is disturbingly accurate.
The novella "The Mysterious Stranger" treats the topic of an alluring young man who calls himself "Satan." He bedazzles a group of naive young men, and using his Angel of Light seduction sleight of hand, leads them on a merry chase across the universe. Reading this fascinating story reminded me of the oft-repeated phrase that "the Devil's greatest accomplishment was convincing mankind that he does not exist."
On the final page, Twain shares what appears to be his ultimate nihilistic philosophy of life, spoken by "Satan":
"It is true, that which I have revealed to you; there is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream - a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought - a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities.
He vanished, and left me appalled; for I knew, and realized, that all he had said was true."
What a sad perspective upon which to end one's otherwise rich life.
I found this little book to be absolutely fascinating. It's subtitle sets the parameters for Sam Wesson's exploration of the making of a Hollywood icon: "Audrey Hepburn, Breakfast At Tiffany's, And The Dawn Of The Modern Woman." Along the way, we get to look inside the making of the film that elevated Ms. Hepburn's career, as well as the behind the scenes maneuvering in choosing writers for the screen play, director, wardrobe, etc. Many familiar names from the world of film and literature come to life with all of their warts and peccadilloes: Blake Edwards, Edith Head, Mickey Rooney, George Peppard, Henry Mancini, Billy Wilder, Hubert de Givenchy, et al.
Turning Truman Capote's novel "Breakfast At Tiffany's" with the unlikely anti-heroine Holly Golightly, into a film was no easy matter. This book illuminates many of the stages of that process. Reading this gem of a book made me choose to sit down to view the movie with fresh eyes.