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Harry Palmer Files — 005 — The background of the Angry Young Spy

The Harry Palmer Files

Playwright John Osborne

Playwright John Osborne

Through July, or at least until I run out of things about which to talk, we’ll be looking at the Harry Palmer series of novels (in which the character doesn’t actually have a name), their author — Len Deighton, the films based on them, the star of those films — Michael Caine, and the television movies that followed. I will be re-reading the whole series of novels, re-watching the films, and giving my thoughts on all I encounter. I’ll inevitably be drawing heavily on the collection of Kees Stam, author of The Harry Palmer Movie Site, and Rob Mallows, creator of the Deighton Dossier, and other odds and ends that I’ve turned up over the years.

A busy day today, so I’m only a couple of chapters into The IPCRESS File. How’s your progress coming at home? I wish it had occurred to me before yesterday that this series of posts could probably benefit from a “book club” style conversation. I hope that those of you who haven’t read The IPCRESS File will give it a chance, if you’re not already, and that those of you who have already read it are inspired to give the novel at least a refresher skim.

Today, I want to briefly touch upon a…I hesitate to call it a literary movement — perhaps more of a phenomenon or environment…that might help explain the anonymous character who would later be filmed as “Harry Palmer.” I won’t assume that the group of creators, sometimes dubbed “angry young men,” by the critics and press, or their works were a direct influence on Deighton, but that they were at least writing about the same social conditions. I had originally intended with this post to explore a number of different authors and works that would inform a reading of The IPCRESS File, but in researching and writing have found that an extended look at one work should do the trick:

John Osborne -- Look Back in Anger (1956)

Osborne is often hailed as the prototypical example of the “angry young man” writer. Indeed, the phrase was said to be coined by press officer George Fearon in response to Osborne’s 1956 play. Though there are earlier examples (Kingsley Amis’ titular character in Lucky Jim, for instance, or even in Graham Greene’s short story “The Destructors”), the lead character in Osborne’s play, Jimmy Porter, personifies the anger, as he spits acidic diatribes that stem from his hope for a better society and the cynical view that such hopes are futile.

These writers, and their characters, were of a generation of young British men who fought in the war, were treated somewhat equally in social status and class to that of their peers during their service time, received an education, and then promptly found that, post-war, nothing had really changed for them. Amidst the rubble of the bombings, England was rebuilding, and in that rebuilding, was changing. This wave of literature, which gave rise to so-called “kitchen sink” realist films, was part of that change. So, it might be argued, was the rise in popularity of the Liverpudlian Beatles.

The “heroes” of the “angry young man” are discontented with their place outside of the establishment, but are also sort-of in-betweeners, often having to reconcile their lower and middle-class upbringings and their upper-class educations. They struggle to find a place to be happy, without constantly feeling the pressure of those above them. Often, the characters were not so much angry as disillusioned and alienated. As Jimmy’s wife, Allison, tells her father in act two of Look Back in Anger: “You’re hurt because everything’s changed, and Jimmy’s hurt because everything’s stayed the same.”

The play opens with Jimmy, Allison, and their supportive lodger Cliff, and takes place entirely in their shared flat. Allison’s background is, if not upper-class then nearly so, and Jimmy comes from a working-class family. He, ironically, works in a sweets shop, a job for which his college education over-prepared him, and spends much of his time acrimoniously deriding post-war England and accosting his flatmates. Tensions arise from two developments: Helena, an equally upper-crust friend of Allison’s, arrives and creates a rift, and Allison slowly lets everyone know that she’s pregnant with Jimmy’s child, with Jimmy finding out last of all. In the end of the second act, Allison’s father arrives to take her home, after Helena places a rescue call, and by the beginning of the third act, the situation has seemingly changed completely though some things look familiar….

Here’s a clip with Kenneth Branagh as Porter, in a well-made “filmed play” version from 1989 (directed by Dame Judi Dench, also with Emma Thompson, Siobhan Redmond and Gerard Horan):

The play was made into a film in 1958, and in this case there is a direct connection to the later Palmer movies: Look Back In Anger, made by influential director Tony Richardson with Richard Burton and Claire Bloom, was one of the first achievements by producer Harry Saltzman, who would go on to produce the Caine films. Along with another Saltzman production, 1960’s Saturday Night and Sunday Morning (based on the novel by another “angry young” author, Alan Sillitoe), this adaptation of Osborne’s play would play a role kicking off the British New Wave film movement. And so, in a way, The IPCRESS File, coming in 1965, is a combination of Saltzman’s greatest successes to that point — the “kitchen sink” representation of the day-to-day life of a working class bloke, with the high tech gadgets and codenamed villains of the James Bond films.

(Another spy film connection that’s probably obvious — Burton and Bloom were, of course, the stars of Martin Ritt’s 1965 adaptation of LeCarre’s The Spy Who Came in From the Cold. There’s more to just the casting, however. I can see Alec Leamas as an “angry middle-aged man” dealing with the same feelings of disillusionment.)

Look Back in Anger movie poster

Look Back in Anger movie poster

In Deighton’s work, and later through the interpretation by Michael Caine, the “Palmer” character faces the same issues of class and not belonging. He responds not with anger, but with sarcasm and sass. As Andrew Spicer writes in his, Typical Men: The Representation of Masculinity in Popular British Cinema: “In the novels, [the Palmer character] is identified as a displaced ’scholarship boy’, a figure from a provincal university, resentful about the privileges conferred by birth, class, a public-school education and the Old Boy network, who dissociates himself from the Establishment by his cyncial humour” (77). Deighton himself was born in a workhouse (as you’ll recall from the documentary, because the hospital was full up), to a chauffeur and a part-time cook.

“Palmer” exists in that in-between — not upper-class, but not really lower-class anymore either — a state perhaps most acknowledged through his love of gourmet food. My favorite scene in the movie adaptation, which we’ll revisit later, is the grocery store scene in which Ross implies that Palmer is attempting to purchase status by favoring the champignons over the button mushrooms. Caine proves his upper-class tastes through his methodical food preparation, but betrays his roots every time he speaks in that Cockney accent.

I’m sure we’ll be talking more about these issues later, but I wanted to explore some of these thoughts as a basis for my reading of the novel. I’m eager to hear your thoughts on the subject as well (please comment!).

One last note of interest. Osborne, the angry young man who wrote Look Back in Anger wound up playing opposite Caine as one of the most laid-back, but dangerous villains ever to grace the screen in Mike Hodges’ 1971 film Get Carter.  In his auto-biography, What’s It All About?, Caine describes Osborne as a personal hero, and says, “[He] was cast as the chief villain and he was marvelous. He had not acted much since his success as a writer and he really seemed to enjoy his role of the ruthless gang boss, even though he was not typical casting.”


Harry Palmer Files — 024 — The David Bailey Michael Caine portrait

The Harry Palmer Files

Through July, or at least until I run out of things about which to talk, we’ll be looking at the Harry Palmer series of novels (in which the character doesn’t actually have a name), their author — Len Deighton, the films based on them, the star of those films — Michael Caine, and the television movies that followed. I will be re-reading the whole series of novels, re-watching the films, and giving my thoughts on all I encounter. I’ll inevitably be drawing heavily on the collection of Kees Stam, author of The Harry Palmer Movie Site, and Rob Mallows, creator of the Deighton Dossier, and other odds and ends that I’ve turned up over the years.

In the banner above…you know, the one that’s been on top of every HPF post so far…you may have noticed what is perhaps the coolest photograph ever taken. It’s a portrait of Caine taken by photographer David Bailey (inspiration for a movie that’s the epitome of 60s cool, Blow Up), in 1965, during the promotional period for The IPCRESS File. It’s one of my favorite portraits ever taken, and for the reasons that Salon journalist Charles Taylor elaborates upon in a 2000 profile of Caine:

The iconic image of Michael Caine is probably best summed up by a 1965 David Bailey photograph recently reprinted in his book “Birth of the Cool.” In it, Caine wears the black horn-rimmed glasses he donned to play secret agent Harry Palmer in three films that began with “The IPCRESS File.” An unlit Gauloise dangles from his mouth, and his black suit, tie and white button-down shirt are slim and immaculate. But there’s something unstable about the photograph, an unnerving aliveness that, 35 years later, still makes its meaning impossible to pin down, cut loose from its era as much as Bailey’s chic portraits of other icons of ’60s Brit cool — Jean Shrimpton, Mick Jagger, even the Kray Brothers — are contained by their times. The portrait is bordered by the edges of the black frame, but Caine’s eyes make you feel as if you’re the one who has been nailed to the wall. Steady, cool to the point of frigidity, they look as if they’re glowing from within their partially shadowed sockets; the long eyelashes that frame them might be tiny laser beams. Caine’s impassive expression and ray-gun orbs don’t offer the certainty of either kindness or cruelty but something far more unsettling: the sensation of being coolly appraised, of having each action or utterance totted up and held to your credit or debit.

From London’s National Portrait Gallery, here’s the original:

Michael Caine by David Bailey

Michael Caine by David Bailey

A photograph that evokes that much cool is practically begging for homages. And there are plenty around:

And here are some artistic interpretations:

Harry Palmer

In November of 2004, to coincide with the release of the remake of Alfie, Arena Magazine commissioned Bailey to recreate his earlier Caine photo with actor Jude Law for the cover. The cover subsequently won a best cover of the year award from Campaign.

Jude Law by David Bailey

Jude Law by David Bailey


The Harry Palmer Files — 027 — The Ipcress File (1965) review

The Harry Palmer Files

Through July, or at least until I run out of things about which to talk, we’ll be looking at the Harry Palmer series of novels (in which the character doesn’t actually have a name), their author — Len Deighton, the films based on them, the star of those films — Michael Caine, and the television movies that followed. I will be re-reading the whole series of novels, re-watching the films, and giving my thoughts on all I encounter. I’ll inevitably be drawing heavily on the collection of Kees Stam, author of The Harry Palmer Movie Site, and Rob Mallows, creator of the Deighton Dossier, and other odds and ends that I’ve turned up over the years.

Ipcress File Australian PosterI’ve spent the evening relaxing after a long, stressful half-week, watching one of my favorite movies, Terry Gilliam’s Brazil (1985). While watching, it occured to me that the film has much in common with The IPCRESS File. Consider: IPCRESS, because of it’s subject matter and the period in which it was released was inevitably compared to the Bond films; Brazil was a dystopian sci-fi art piece debuting only three years after Blade Runner, and therefore is often compared to same. Both feature government employees plagued by paperwork—Harry Palmer and his nineteen L101 forms, Sam Lowrie and the B58/732 (which should actually have been a T47/215)—and bureaucracy that hinder their achievements. In their treatment of the mundane, both films subvert the concept of the hero, and strike a note closer to reality and likely to the lives of viewers than their counterparts in Bond and Deckard.

In the case of Harry Palmer, this has much to do with the source material, the novel by Len Deighton. But surprisingly, where other film adaptations tend to add fantastic elements and foreign locales, the creative team behind The Ipcress File film relocated scenes from the novel set in Lebanon and the South Pacific Tokwe Atoll to dark car parks and university classrooms in London. Producer Harry Saltzman had secured the rights to IPCRESS before the big screen debut of Bond in Dr. No (”Producer Harry Saltzman met with Len Deighton to discuss the film rights of The IPCRESS File prior to the opening of the first James Bond film Dr No, and nearly six weeks before the publication of the novel. Saltzman had received an advance copy of Ipcress from Deighton’s agent Jonathan Clowes, and arranged to meet the new author at Pinewood Studios,” says Deighton biographer Edward Milward-Oliver), filming didn’t commence until the Bond series was already a hit. In deciding the tone for the film, Saltzman came under heavy pressure from director Sidney J. Furie and set designer Ken Adams (who also worked on the 007) to distance IPCRESS from Bond.

Michael Caine as Harry Palmer

Michael Caine as Harry Palmer

Perhaps this pressure, as much as budget considerations, contributed to the decision to restrict the film to London. I think this was a good decision, as were the slight changes to the narrator character brought to Harry Palmer by screenwriters Bill Canaway and James Doran, and actor Michael Caine, in his first starring role. In the novel, as we’ve discussed, the narrator is a bit of a Philip Marlowe type, cooly gliding along providing sardonic commentary when apt. In the film, without the benefit of first person narration, Caine’s dialogue and mannerisms, along with a few choice bits of exposition, create the character. He seems a bit greener than the character in the novel, and perhaps a bit more boyish. See the scene where Dalby gives him the tour of the building, as he “dances” with the lady in the hallway, can’t keep his hands off the dynamite plunger, plays around with the router, and makes a leering head-to-toe appraisal of every “bird” he sees.

Dalby reads from the B107, a sort of adult version of the “permanent record” we all feared as children, that Palmer is, “Insubordinate. Insolent. A trickster. Perhaps, with criminal tendencies,” noting that the last of those might be useful in this line of work. We learn from conversation with Jean later in the movie that Palmer was bailed out of detention barracks after, “making rather a lot of money out of the German army,” who, “insisted that the British army made an example of me.” We never learn exactly what Palmer did to deserve his arrest (he only tells Jean, “It’s very complicated”), though it apparently carried a long sentence. Fear of jail is one of the few motivators that (barely) keeps Palmer in line.

Perhaps because he is not narrating his own story, the Palmer of the film seems more mysterious than the narrator of the novel. One gets the feeling that these immature tendencies are a put-on, or a defense mechanism, as Jean says, “You’re not the tearaway [Dalby] thinks you are.” In a sense, The IPCRESS File is almost a coming-of-age story for the Palmer character. He goes from being a character who masks his inexperience with boyish bravado to one who has been stripped down to his core and found worthy. I’m avoiding the old onion metaphor here because Palmer doesn’t peel his onions, he dices them.

Sue Lloyd and Michael Caine

Sue Lloyd and Michael Caine

After transferring from the War Office to a Home Office counterintelligence group run by Major Dalby, Caine’s Palmer is assigned to find “Jay”, an opportunist who works in smuggling, in this case, smuggling top British scientists out of the country against their will. Palmer tracks Jay across London, has a tumble with his bodyguard “Housemartin,” follows a few seemingly false leads that provide important clues and winds up with two dead American agents on his conscience. Somewhere along the way, he starts a dalliance with his boss’s widowed secretary, demonstrates his gourmet skills, and gets kidnapped and brainwashed himself.

When Caine was cast in Zulu, director Joseph Levine famously wrote to his producers that his star was so green that he didn’t know what to do with his hands. Here, in his break-out role, Caine is more assured. In a movie where the success depends mostly on the details, his hands, his expressions, his smirks, are all note-perfect here. See, for instance, the scene in the library where Palmer first encounters Grantby, the way in which he grips the rail. A small gesture, but character-defining—this is not your typical secret agent. Or see the scene in the park where Palmer is forced to endure the Band of Irish Guards & Drums playing “The Thin Red Line,” where a slight glance away and grimace betrays the torture he’s going through. Perhaps Caine’s success in the role was due to his identification with the character. As Bromwell in Zulu, he donned an upper-class accent, but Caine, like Palmer, was working-class. Sharing a flat with fellow actor Terence Stamp, Caine allegedly read the book and felt that the character was written for him.

Caine is not alone in the quality of his acting. He’s backed by Guy Doleman as Colonel Ross and Nigel Green as Major Dalby. The two characters are presented as two sides of the same coin—as they stroll through the park discussing the “brain drain,” each shot shows them walking in perfect unison, their feet moving to the military lockstep. Earlier in the film, we’ve seen them exchange polite conversation, but the low-angle shots emphasize the battle beneath the words. Of course, they’re not exactly the same—by the end, one of them will be revealed as a traitor—but to Palmer, both are controlling, deceptive, and, in a sense, enemies. Doleman, as Ross, has the same detached aloofness, the same derisive wit as Palmer, but has the experience to know when to keep mum. Green, as Dalby, stays cool except for a few awkward outbursts (”I shall bite you, Palmer!”). A true appreciation of Green’s talent comes in the second viewing, with foreknowledge of the film’s ending. Watch the changes in Dalby’s face as Palmer reveals each new bit of information in the IPCRESS case, and notice his diffusion, his redirection. All of the clues were there, subtly planted in Green’s performance.

In a way, parts of the character of Dalby from the novel are transferred to Gordon Jackson as Jock Carswell. Carswell here is nothing like the statistician of the novel, except in name, and instead provides the Palmer character camaraderie that in the novel was supplied by Dalby and Carswell’s assistant Murray. Carswell’s death in the film is, I feel, the first in the series of events that leads Palmer to treat his job, his attitude, and the IPCRESS case seriously.

Sue Lloyd as Jean Courtney

Sue Lloyd as Jean Courtney

And then, of course, there’s the mysterious love interest, Jean Courtney played convincingly by Sue Lloyd. Lloyd is not the typical femme fatale. Her character seems a bit world weary, a widow, and in the end we never know if her feelings for Palmer were true or manufactured in response to orders. Lloyd, with her prominent smile lies and slightly tousled hair is a good fit. She’s not a supermodel masquerading as a nuclear scientist, as one might see in the Bond films, but is believable as an administrative assistant. There’s a lot of subtext in the scene where she tells Palmer good-bye, and grips him with the hand that still wears a wedding ring.

Much has been made of the Otto Heller’s cinematography in the film, and we’ll discuss this more at length later, but I wanted to note that, while much is made of Heller’s shooting through things, such as the phone booth or the overhead lamp, few people discuss the thematic effect of the shots. Often, the characters are isolated in the center or the corner of a screen by a post, or a slightly ajar door, or the cymbals of a hi-hat, and this visual isolation is representative of the situations of the characters. Palmer is confined by his fear of jail. Courtney is alienated from Palmer because she’s acting under orders. Jay somehow repeatedly survives the squeeze represented by the cymbals. (There are other cinematic elements / roles that have gone unmentioned, such as the score by John Barry, the set design by Ken Adams, but we’ll be covering those extensively in future posts.)

One might ask what The IPCRESS File is all about (♫ What’s it all about…Harry? ♫), and in the end, with the ouroborosian plot and an unresolved series of motives, one might be hard pressed to come up with an answer. But to try to limit an appreciation of this film to an understanding of the plot is to overlook the important stuff. The IPCRESS File is about the characters and their situations. It’s about the grey (both in color and in morality) world of government and espionage, it’s about subverting the rules of the system and rising above or sinking below expectations, and it’s about the loneliness felt by people who can’t trust anyone around them. Like the renegade heating-and-air-conditioning terrorist in Brazil, the brainwashed scientists in IPCRESS are MacGuffins acting in service of a film about the victims of bureaucracy.

Despite reportedly being somewhat flighty (both in the figurative and literal sense), director Furie oversaw what has become a classic of the thriller genre, a rare film in which all of the pieces fit together perfectly. If the sequels to the first Harry Palmer outing seem lacking in comparison, it’s because The IPCRESS File is hard to top—some say it’s among the best spy films ever made.

One question to leave you with, and one which I ponder on every viewing of the film: In the end, does Palmer completely overcome his programming? Or is he still following orders? Does the recall provided by the pain allow him to exercise free will, or does it just give him the clarity to properly, “Shoot the traitor”?


The Harry Palmer Files — 030 — Comparing IPCRESS film & novel (pt. I)

The Harry Palmer Files

Through July, or at least until I run out of things about which to talk, we’ll be looking at the Harry Palmer series of novels (in which the character doesn’t actually have a name), their author — Len Deighton, the films based on them, the star of those films — Michael Caine, and the television movies that followed. I will be re-reading the whole series of novels, re-watching the films, and giving my thoughts on all I encounter. I’ll inevitably be drawing heavily on the collection of Kees Stam, author of The Harry Palmer Movie Site, and Rob Mallows, creator of the Deighton Dossier, and other odds and ends that I’ve turned up over the years.

First, a pair of quick notes. First, I hope you all are reading Horse Under Water, as I am, to prepare for our next round of conversation. Second, Mark Simonson was kind enough to provide a few more typeface suggestions for yesterday’s post. If you want to make your own Dalby Domestic Employment Bureau sign, give the post a look-see.

As noted in our recent review of The IPCRESS File, scenes involving the foreign locations in the novel were rewritten to take place in London. Today, I’ve spliced together a selection from the audiobook (read by Robert Whitfield) and the film that demonstrate how the screenwriters approached the relocation. In the book, this scene is an action-packed bust out set on a night road in Lebanon. This scene also demonstrates the differences between the Dalby of the novel, who gets right into the thick of things with sticky bombs in hand, and the Dalby of the film, who for the most part stays in the car.

The novel presents the take-back of Raven as a violent surgical strike in the midst of the desert, whereas the film shows careful, choreographed procedure in a London carpark. Which do you prefer? Take a look:


Harry Palmer Contest reminder

We’re closing in on that contest due date of Dec. 12, and I wanted to remind you all to keep working on your entries.  By way of inspiring you, here’s a peek at the current leader of the pack:

Horse Under Water poster

Horse Under Water poster

THE DETAILS:

Here’s the challenge: Give us a glimpse of what an adaptation of Horse Under Water might look like. Show us a movie poster, a scripted scene, a theme song, an animation, a trailer, a level from a video game, a comic, a selection from a radio play, etc. etc. We’re not too particular. Just get it to us by midnight EST on Dec. 12th by emailing your submission (or a link to your submission) to mister8 (at) mister8.com! Improve your odds with multiple entries!

This contest is open to anyone in the world, except for yours truly. I’ll be doing solo judging on this one, in case any COBRAS or friends of the site want to enter. I promise to be fair and impartial!

GRAND PRIZE:

Len Deighton Autograph

Len Deighton Autograph

Above is a rarish sort of item, a Trivial Pursuit Baby Boomer Edition card with the question “Whose spy novels included An Expensive Place to Die and Billion Dollar Brain?” The answer, of course, is Len Deighton, whose autograph is scrawled on the back of the card (the tape is on the plastic card holder, not on the card itself). I recently purchased this from an autograph dealer who wrote: “This would have been forwarded through his publishing house back in the ’90’s and was returned from his residence in Ireland. He has since moved and since arriving in the United States has been to my knowledge next to impossible to obtain.”

OTHER PRIZES:

I’m still working on putting these together, but will likely be a mix of new and used copies of Len’s novels!

THE FINE PRINT:

By submitting an entry, you agree to allow us to display, discuss, and make available for download your material. Shipping will be on me.