THE
DREAMERS – GILBERT ADAIR
It's fairly easy to see why a film director of such standing as
Bernardo Bertolucci would want to make a film of Gilbert Adair's
novel, The Dreamers. Essentially it's a story about cinema,
full of cinematic images and allusions to classic scenes from
cinematic history that is bound to appeal to any cinephile. Moreover,
it's about the blurring of the lines between reality and the
silverscreen, set in Paris of 1968 and the revolutionary events that
took place during that year. It was practically begging to be filmed.
The story concerns a French brother and sister by the names of Theo
and Isabelle who befriend a fellow student, an American called
Matthew. Their friendship with Matthew, however, is based solely
around their shared love of films and when the cinema they attend is
suddenly closed down by the government they are cast adrift with
seemingly nothing further to hold their friendship together.
With no cinema to attend, they hatch the idea to instead re-enact a
scene from one of their most favourite of movies, Jean-Luc Godard's
'Band a Part', in which the characters race through the Louvre in an
endeavour to break the record for viewing the museum's collection of
treasures in as short a time as possible. If films can no longer be
screened at the cinema, they decide, then they will take them into
the streets and into the Louvre itself.
Except they don't. Whilst their Louvre escapade is very successful
and they do indeed break the record, rather than remaining on the
streets they retreat instead to the empty confines of their parent's
apartment where they mimic, quote from and act out various scenes
from films as a continuous, rolling game of charades. They introduce
forfeits and penalties to pay when failing to correctly guess what
film they are each alluding to, the forfeits rapidly escalating into
being ever more outrageous.
The brother is made to masturbate in front of the other two, Matthew
has sex with the sister, the brother has sex with Matthew, then they
all end up having continuous sex with each other. Come the end,
having dispensed with wearing clothes altogether and caked in vomit,
faeces and semen, they have cast off all vestiges of respectability
and become ignoble savages eating cat food from tins.
A stone thrown from the street smashes through their window and their
hermetically-sealed world is suddenly interrupted. On stepping
outside the apartment they walk straight into a full-blown riot where
barricades have been erected and police in gas masks are doing battle
with students waving red flags. Paris is in flames and the revolution
has begun.
Though it's a work of fiction, a large amount of Gilbert Adair's book
is based on real events. Apart from all the film references, Adair
also mentions such luminaries as Michael Foucault, François
Truffaut, Daniel Cohn-Bendit and importantly, Henri Langlois, the
curator of the Cinematheque Francais, the very cinema from which the
students have been cast adrift from.
Referred to by Jean Cocteau once as 'the dragon who guards our
treasure', Henri Langlois was an eccentric French legend who during
the war had rescued film prints in the same way others had rescued
Jews. In 1968 there was indeed a bitter fall-out between him and the
French Minister of Culture leading to the closure of Langlois's
cinema. This in turn led to protests calling for the reinstatement of
Langlois and the reopening of the cinema, these protests being a
precursor for the May '68 mass protests a little later.
The only problem with Adair's book if indeed it can even be called a
problem, is that its meaning and message isn't particularly clear –
if indeed there is even a meaning and a message to it? A lot depends
on the point of view of the individual reader and where they're
coming from politically, it would seem. For instance, if you think of
the May '68 events as being a terrible thing and the likes of Daniel
Cohn-Bendit as being nothing but cheerleaders for destruction then
the goings-on within the apartment between the three students can be
read as a reflection of those events but on a more miniature scale.
However, if you think of May '68 in the positive and the likes of
Cohn-Bendit as cheerleaders for social liberation, then what occurs
in the apartment is total personal liberation and a freeing from all
the moral constraints of so-called civilised society. Not that incest
and eating cat food has got anything to do with revolution, it should
be said.
Or perhaps Adair's book is an indictment of bourgeois society and the
three students are a representation of that society, gorging itself
to death in splendid isolation on a diet of decadence and perversity
while outside on the streets the proletariat are fighting for a
better world? An echo of the current situation in France with the
gilets jaunes/yellow vests perhaps? Who knows?
At the end of the day it's probably a fruitless task trying to read
too much into The Dreamers and it should instead be just taken for
what it actually is. And that is exactly? Entertainment, of course.
Of the kind you might also derive from the cinema. Interesting,
somewhat unique, culturally poignant entertainment but entertainment
all the same. And that's enough for any half-decent book.
John Serpico