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- BOOKS, Page 68Rich Man, Poor Man
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- By Richard Schickel
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- IRWIN SHAW: A BIOGRAPHY
- by Michael Shnayerson
- Putnam; 447 pages; $24.95
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- When he was young and poor, Irwin Shaw wrote well. His
- first play, Bury the Dead, was an emblematic work of social-
- protest theater in the 1930s. His lyrically realistic New Yorker
- short stories in the same era expanded the form's horizons, and,
- because he made it look easy -- almost fun -- to be so good,
- they became inspiring, formative experiences for several
- generations of writers.
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- When he was old and rich, Shaw wrote poorly, at least
- according to critical consensus. The only horizon his mighty
- best seller Rich Man, Poor Man expanded was that of the
- television mini-series. And the rest of his late work inspired
- little beyond envy of the author's expensive expatriate life,
- which the work subsidized.
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- It is possible that if Shaw had imagined his life instead
- of living it, he might have turned it into another best seller.
- As Michael Shnayerson's admirably researched and readable
- biography demonstrates, the story has all the elements of a good
- airplane read: an energetic and engaging protagonist who
- transcends humble Brooklyn Jewish origins to become a symbol of
- his generation's promise before he is 30; war years in which he
- serves as a member of a dashing documentary-film unit, enabling
- him to meet all the right people from Cairo to London and to see
- just enough action to lend authenticity to The Young Lions, the
- epic war novel that made him famous; a middle passage in which
- he fritters away critical and popular esteem while pursuing the
- good life in Paris, the Riviera and, above all, Klosters, the
- Swiss ski resort that he and the beautiful, occasionally
- talented people he drew to him made famous. The ending even
- produces the kind of Faustian moral that goes down well in
- popular fiction: the hero achieves a full measure of worldly
- success but at the cost of his artistic soul.
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- Shnayerson, one of those rare, lucky biographers who are
- able to maintain affection for their subjects throughout, mounts
- a spirited but finally too conventional defense of Shaw's late
- work and life. The prose was always better than that of Judith
- Krantz and her ilk, Shnayerson notes, even in the most
- improbable tales. Moreover, he argues, the glittering "sweep"
- of these 71 years in themselves represents an artful
- construction, worthy of the sometimes numbing detail with which
- he recites old guest lists.
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- It is true that in novels like Nightwork Shaw could provide
- very intelligent entertainment. It is also true that in the
- midst of glitz he remained an agreeable, unpretentious man. But
- much of the late fiction was unbearably wooden, and much of the
- late life was marred by Shaw's insatiable womanizing. In the
- end, conviviality deteriorated to an often befuddled alcoholism
- that was more distressing than Shnayerson cares to admit.
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- Shaw was betrayed by his own facility. On the night in 1936
- that Bury the Dead had its first public performance, he was
- signing to write his first movie, something called The Big Game.
- And that was pretty much the way it went with him thereafter.
- There was nothing he couldn't write, so there was nothing he
- didn't write. Preoccupied by productivity and the demands of his
- life-style, he had no time left to develop the guiding vision
- of self and world a major novelist needs.
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- Finally, the case for Irwin Shaw must rest on the short
- stories, in which the force of simple observation,
- uncomplicated inspiration, modest but authentic craftsmanship
- are sufficient to sustain both writer and reader. A life devoted
- to such work might not have inspired a biography as lively as
- this one. But it might have provided the truly exemplary
- qualities Shnayerson strains so hard to find.
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