WALKABOUT
- JAMES VANCE MARSHALL
At
just 120 pages, Walkabout by James Vance Marshall is a very
simple story but rich in the extreme with thoughtfulness, care and
exquisite descriptiveness. Written in 1959 and turned into a film by
director Nic Roeg in 1971, it offers an insight into civilization,
reality and life that is all too rare. On reading it, it's impossible
to not picture the three characters in the book as played by the
actors and actress in the film though thanks to the inspired casting
this is no bad thing and actually adds to the reading experience.
It's
the tale of two children - brother and sister (in the film played by
Jenny Agutter and Nic Roeg's own son, Lucian) - who are the sole
survivors of a plane crash in the middle of the Australian outback.
They have neither food nor water and it's quickly apparent that
though having survived the crash, they have little or no chance of
staying alive for long in such inhospitable conditions; that is,
until they come face-to-face with a naked Aboriginal boy (in the film
played by David Gulpilil) who is on his walkabout. It's here and at
this point that two worlds suddenly collide.
'The
brother and sister are products of the highest strata of humanity's
evolution. Coddled in babyhood, psycho-analysed in childhood,
nourished on predigested patent foods, provided with continuous
push-button entertainment, the basic realities of life were something
they’d never had to face.'
The
Aboriginal on the other hand 'knew what reality was. Among the
secret water-holes of the Australian desert his people had lived and
died, unchanged and unchanging, for twenty thousand years. They had
no homes, no crops, no clothes, no possessions. Their lives were
utterly uncomplicated because they were devoted to one purpose,
dedicated in their entirety to the waging of one battle: the battle
with death.'
The
girl views the Aboriginal as an uncivilised heathen whose nakedness
perturbs her and so is loathe to get too near him. Her younger
brother, however, though viewing him as a 'darkie', recognises him as
being their only source of water, food and help. The Aboriginal boy
in the meantime views them with bemused curiosity.
Through
the innocent and simple method of gestures, mime and laughter the
children manage to communicate with each other and the brother and
sister are led to water and provided with food but for all this they
all resolutely fail to actually understand each other. This failure
is brought to the fore when during a playful song and dance it
suddenly dawns upon the Aboriginal that the larger of the two strange
creatures is in fact a female; which in turn brings a look of sudden
fear to her eyes which is then translated by the Aboriginal as her
having seen the image of the Spirit of Death in his eyes.
The
book explains how Australian Aboriginals are an extremely tough
people who can survive extremes in both heat and cold but that they
have a propensity for dying purely of auto-suggestion. 'Death, to
the Aboriginal, is something that can't be fought. Those whom the
Spirit wants, he takes; and it's no good kicking against the pricks.'
As
confirmed by the female of the two queer creatures seeing Death in
his eyes, the Aboriginal boy believes he is soon to die. The fear in
her eyes, to him, could only mean this one thing. He understands,
however, that if he dies then they - being such helpless creatures -
will die also. He understands then that he must lead them to safety
to save them from also becoming victims of the Spirit of Death. And
so begins the most strangest, the most enchanted and the most
important of walkabouts.
Nic
Roeg is one of Britain's greatest and original film directors and his
interpretation of the book is nothing less than a visionary work of
art. Though he keeps to the premise of the story as written by James
Vance Marshall there is sufficient deviation from it so as to make it
his own. The start of the film, for example, as in how the two
children end up stranded in the outback differs from that of the book
as does the ending. In fact, the way Roeg ends it by showing the girl
some years later seemingly safe but trapped in domesticity, casting
her mind back to a moment when all three played and swam naked
together in a billabong is actually far more satisfying than the
book's. By depicting this memory of them all naked, at ease and at
play it dispels the theme within the book of the girl's sexual fear
of the Aboriginal boy, so leaving the story less weighted. The book
on the other hand is full of wonderful descriptions of the animals,
insects, birds and fauna of the Australian outback whilst Roeg's film
is actually full of quite violent images of nature in the raw.
Both
book and film, however, are uniquely beautiful and brilliant and both
deserve to be recognised as classics in their own right.
Dreamtime
John Serpico
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