"They've
gone to a great deal of trouble to construct a sham world around me to keep me pacified. Buildings, cars and entire town. Natural looking, but completely unreal......Sixteen
hundred people, standing in the centre of a stage. Surrounded by props, by furniture to sit in,
kitchens to cook in, cars to drive, food to fix. And then, behind the props, the flat, painted
scenery. Painted houses set farther
back. Painted people. Painted streets."
Some may recognise the above scenario from the 1998 film, The Truman Show, starring Jim Carrey
as the unfortunate Truman Burbank, a man whose every move is captured by
thousands of hidden television cameras and broadcast all around the world for
the viewing pleasure of an adoring populace.
Truman is the star of the show, unaware of his celebrity, and perhaps
even more disturbingly, unaware that his wife, his friends, his neighbours,
everyone he knows in fact, are nothing more than actors, and that his home, his
street, his town is nothing more than a gigantic film set in which he
unwittingly lives his life.
They
would undoubtedly be surprised therefore, when one tells them that it isn't a
quotation from the film, but from a little-known 1958 science-fiction novel, by
Philip.K. Dick, the author of Blade Runner and the story that later became Total Recall.
While it is to be applauded that in The Truman Show Hollywood eschewed millions of dollars of
computer-generated special effects, and the lure of marauding alien
invasions/200 feet tall monsters/rubber-clad superheroes (delete as
applicable), one can't help but deplore the fact that a film that was hailed at
the time as a zeitgeist-capturing comment on the power of the mass media was in
fact little more than a re-tread of a novel written some forty years
before.
Of course there was a convincing argument for the film's
contemporaneity. Writing in The Daily Express at the time of its release,
Peter Sheridan argued that The Truman
Show wasn't too far removed from the likes of the Jerry Springer Show where guests laid bare their personal lives
for the delectation of the braying audience, or even the Internet phenomenon of
the JenniCAM, where, via a video camera link to her computer, Jennifer
Ringley's web-site offered a 24 hour view of her as she ate, slept, read and
(as most of her then 500,000 daily on-line visitors undoubtedly hoped for) had
sex. And as the much maligned
proliferation of fly on the wall documentaries, CCTV clip shows, supposed “reality”
shows like Big Brother and Love Island, and even semi-scripted
so-called “reality drama” like TOWIE or Geordie Shore show, the general public
has an insatiable appetite for watching others at work, rest and play.
And there is also undoubtedly some truth in the arguments
of Gary Ross (the director of Pleasantville,
a contemporaneous film that explored similar themes), who believed that there
is a "blurring between entertainment and news", that results in a
"cultural entropy that takes place when you take what's important and turn
it into a carnival and trivialise it.
Television has robbed us all of an innocent sense of wonder."
But while all this may be true, there is the feeling that
Hollywood was again being cynical, and that the makers of the film were in some
way hoping that we are all the vacant TV-vidiots that they apparently think we
are, as there is a strong case that the Truman Show, far from being a
ground-breaking analysis of the late 90s was in fact plagiarizing a number of
Science Fiction stories from four decade earlier. Is this just an innocent case of
synchronicity, yet another example of predictive writing, like Arthur Clarke's
stories about information satellites, or H.G. Wells' tales about armoured
warfare, or is The Truman Show an
example of out-and-out plagiarism?
It must of course be remembered that science fiction has
had a long history of paranoia about the media and the new technologies that it
employs (one only has to think of Winston Smith in Orwell's 1984, who lives in fear of Big Brother
watching him through the large TV screen in his room), and there are many
examples of stories that have fortuitously predicted future media trends. For example, in his story "Panel
Game", Brian Aldiss described a couple living in a television-obsessed
world who help an anti-television subversive who knocks on their door. They give him food to last his journey to a
less media obsessed country like Bali or India.
After the husband throws him out they decide to watch the TV and see a
programme where they see the man, a kind of future Jeremy Beadle, duping them
out of their food, before discussing his escapades in the studio, the couple's
own TV screens being used to record the incident. (There are certainly shades of everything
from Candid Camera to Beadle’s About to YouTube pranking shows
like Prank vs Prank or NQTV/Remi Gaillard here).
But there are a number of short stories and novels which
have so much in common with The Truman
Show that it is surprising that there was never any legal action. In another story in his Space, time and Nathaniel collection, Aldiss tells the tale of a
twentieth century lecturer who has to live the same day of his life again and
again, all for the edification of a half-seen future audience. Unlike Truman he is aware of the people
viewing his activities but he can do little about it.
"Guiltily
Rodney rose and performed several timid exercises to flex his backbone. The audience had its first laugh there........Under
the notion that Valerie disliked seeing him in spectacles, he refrained from
reading at breakfast. How the audience roared
when he slipped them on in his study!
How he hated that audience!...... Sometimes he caught snatches of talk from the
onlookers. "If he knew what he looked
like!" they would exclaim. Or:
"Do you see her hair-do?" Or -
how often he heard that one: "I just wish he knew we were watching
him!""
A few years ago Aldiss told me that he had considered
taking legal action against the producers of Groundhog Day (1993) for stealing this story's basic premise of
having to knowingly live the same day again and again and again, but had
decided against it. Perhaps he should have
contacted his lawyers again.
But it is Philip.K. Dick's 1958 novel Time Out of Joint where the real
similarities with The Truman Show
lie, and this novel that raises the questions of plagiarism, or at the very
least, some familiarity. It is from this
novel that the quotation at the opening of this post was taken, and in this
novel that Dick tells the story of a man named Ragle Gumm, an unassuming man
who lives with his sister and her family, in a small American town in
1959. However, after a series of strange
events, Gumm eventually finds out that it is really 1998 and that the military
have built a fake 1959 small town (based on his own childhood memories) so that
he can help them tactically without his knowing it. However, there is more in common between the
two works than this.
In The Truman Show,
all of Truman's family, friends and neighbours are actors playing out their
respective roles. In one scene Truman
confides in his best friend about how he has felt since his father died, not
knowing that his father isn't his father, or that his friend's advice is actually
being fed to him from a director via an ear-piece. The same is true in Time Out of Joint. Near the
end of the novel Ragle's "sister" (who is also unaware of the
deception) confronts Major William Black, who up until that point she thought
was simply Bill Black, their nosy neighbour.
" "Is he really my brother?" she said.
Black hesitated.
"No," he said.
"Is he any relation to me?"
"No," Black said, with reluctance.
"Is Vic my husband?"
"N-no."
"Is anybody any relation to anybody?" she
demanded.
Scowling, Black said, "I -" Then he bit his lip and said, "It so
happens that you and I are
married. But your personality-type
fitted in better as a member of Ragle's household. It had to be arranged on a practical
basis." "
And indeed, as well as the idea of a false home and a
false family, Gumm is also observed day and night by hidden cameras, and
workmen who never quite seem to repair the road outside his house. After he first leaves the town (despite being
denied by a taxi driver because of "permit restrictions", and by the
local coach company because of a queue that never seems to move), Gumm finds an
isolated house where he finds a television and a video recorder. On working out how to use it, he is shocked
to find what is on the tape.
"On
the television screen appeared Ragle Gumm, first a front view then a side
view. Ragle Gumm strolled along a
tree-lined residential street, past parked cars, lawns. Then a close-up of him, full-face.
From the speaker of the TV set a voice said, "This
is Ragle Gumm."
On the
screen Ragle Gumm now sat in a deck-chair in the back yard of a house, wearing
a Hawaiian sports shirt and shorts.
"You
will now hear an excerpt of his conversational manner," the voice from the
speaker said. And then Ragle heard his
own voice. ".......get home ahead
of you I'll do it......"
They have me down in black and white, Ragle thought. In colour, as a matter of fact."
But
remember, this passage was originally written in 1958, not only before colour
TV, but also before video recorders and certainly before the kind of television
desensitisation that The Truman Show
producers argued that their film analysed.
However, perhaps the aspect of the film that most people
found eerily pertinent to television's obsessions was the fact that a normal
person can not only be a TV star, but also be one without knowing it. Surely that was a comment on the Jerry Springer/Police, Camera,
Action/Beadle/Driving School times, and not merely lifted from Dick's
novel? Although sadly, in the years
since the film’s release we seem to have gone full circle so that with the
likes of TOWIE, Keeping Up With the
Kardashians and Made in Chelsea
we actually view a reality show that is in actuality a scripted drama
pretending to be a reality show, “starring” real people whose reality is
composed of taking part in a scripted reality TV show. Even Dick would have considered the Russian
Doll nature of such a reality to be implausible although one can only wonder if
the likes of Kim Kardashian can sympathise with the character of Ragle Gumm
when he finds a magazine and sees:
“On the cover of Time....was his picture. With the words underneath it:
RAGLE GUMM - MAN OF THE YEAR
Photographs of him as a baby. His mother and father. He turned the pages frantically. Him
as a child in grammar school."
Although
arguably the fact that she knows she is part of a TV reality show makes the scenario
even more preposterous.
Of course, it could all have been an unhappy
coincidence. Brian Aldiss has himself
said that Dick, of all 50s science fiction writers, "is the one who is
seen as immensely contemporary." It
could indeed be that we are all living in a world that Dick, working in the
fifties, considered to be a nightmarish future world (Time Out of Joint, lacking robots, aliens etc was originally
published not as a science fiction novel but as a "novel of
menace"). And, similarly, the
novelist and poet Thomas Disch said in a 1994 episode of the BBC arts programme
Horizon, that Dick was often writing about what it was like "to live in a
media-soaked world", his short-stories and novels often being obsessed
with media disinformation, Governmental conspiracies and Cartesian doubt. In Dick's novels historical figures did not
really exist (after all, he had never
seen them) but were the creation of later hack writers and computer
programmers; the President was not real but a computer generated image spouting
meaningless homilies to rob the population of their own opinions; and the
population was duped by an American-Soviet agreement into thinking that each
side is maintaining a status quo in the Cold War by continually developing new
and fearsome weapons - weapons which the leaders of both sides know are
actually nothing more than Blue Peter-style
sticky-back plastic constructions. And
indeed, in a society where sociologists have shown that the constant stream of Crimewatch-style programmes on TV tends
to make the public's fear of crime far greater than its reality, is Dick's 1964
novel The Penultimate Truth really so
far-fetched? In this classic tale of
media manipulation, the entire population is forced into underground bunkers
because of an impending nuclear war, and once there are fed hours of news
broadcasts showing the nuclear devastation on the surface. It is only when one citizen accidentally
makes it above ground that he realises that the whole war is a sham, the
government leaders living on huge estates surrounded by thousands of acres of
lush vegetation, while beaming down the faked images of destruction to the
hapless populace in the cramped bunkers below.
So perhaps it is just a coincidence that The Truman Show was so much like Time Out of Joint, a novel by a writer who
examined and re-examined the power of the media and its representations of
reality. After all, Dick wrote over
forty novels and two hundred short stories in his thirty year career. Or it could be that the makers of The Truman Show were hoping that this no-one
would remember any of these works so that any possible plagiarism would remain
uncovered; that as they assert in the film, TV rules everyone's life to such an
extent that books are of only minor importance to many, so who would discover
that they have ripped one off?
Or there is perhaps another explanation that Dick would
almost certainly have found amusing.
Andrew Niccol, screenwriter of The
Truman Show said, "people are starting to question our relationship
with television. Some film-makers are
thinking about it more. The topic is
unavoidable." Here he only mentions
television and film. Could it be that
these film-makers, the media-meisters of our time and people who grew up in the
television-soaked world that Dick found so potentially dangerous in 1958, are
actually unaware of the many novels and short-stories that have addressed the
theme, their upbringing being based solely around celluloid and nitid TV
screens? For if so they made a far more
profound statement with their film than they could possibly ever have intended.
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