Friday 15 June 2012

Graham Greene

Notes from a radio programme
He toyed with women, apparently played Russian roulette with a loaded gun, he wrote about men who took huge risks.
Guilt and shame were his territory. Grappling for handholds but never finding them
Strangely inviting.
Lugubrious figure of a man.
1951 he was established
tortured an caught in their instincts his 3 characters established him as a top novelist.

Newspaper correspondent and novelist

Conversion in the 20's to a Catholic. He was a Catholic atheist towards the end of his life.
in the 50's the lies and betrayal and love were played out on a dark stage - never knowing what would be waiting in the wings.

The End of the Affair - Divine judgement was a distraction from human decency.
There is something distinguished about being disturbed

The Man Within - the character is a hunted figure.

Later he was preoccupied by the man pursued by his demons.
The first sentence is the hook

Hail new that before he's been in Brighton more than three hours he knew they meant to murder him.

Born in Berkhamstead he believed this formed him - the necessity to form a mistake. He's been playing truant ever since.

Our Man in Havanna
The Quiet American - arguments that would traumatise America a decade later.

Greene wove a moral tale.

Greene in the Quiet American told the story of South East Asia.

He was a story teller and a poet of the moment.
He was a professional spy - MI6 - he enjoyed saying he had a ID number in the service. And attached the number to Wormold in Our Man in Havanna.

King Philby - Moscow's master spy.

Guy Burgess and Donald McLean defected -

Greene's connections rather mysterious with these people. He was intensely secretive man - a lonely way of life being a writer. He wanted to be away from friends and people he loved

Evelyn Waugh was a defender of his troublesome ways.

His era was the 30's to the 80's - master craftsman.

He was demanding and had questions chewing away at him.
He asked why must it take so long to come when on his death bed.
He was not afraid of death.

Bliss
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