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- <title>
- July 12, 1993: Reviews:Books
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- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- July 12, 1993 Reno:The Real Thing
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS, Page 58
- Books
- Civil Wars In the Soul
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By PICO IYER
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>TITLE: The Night Manager</l>
- <l>AUTHOR: John Le Carre</l>
- <l>PUBLISHER: Knopf; 429 Pages; $24</l>
- </qt>
- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: Even unresolved Le Carre offers more style
- and excitement than most authors at their peak.
- </p>
- <p> Thirty years ago, at the opening of The Spy Who Came In from
- the Cold, the protagonist, Leamas, was defined as a person who
- could not quite pass for a London clubman, a "man who was not
- quite a gentleman." Now, early in his new book, we are told
- that John le Carre's latest alienated loner, Jonathan Pine,
- though taken for a gentleman, did not in fact go to "that kind
- of school." A pungent reminder that the real wars Le Carre has
- been chronicling--the class war in Britain, and the civil
- (very civil) war between one side of a man's soul and the other--are in no way affected by the coming down of the Berlin Wall.
- Besides, in the very first paragraph of the new book, we see
- the Gulf War being followed in a posh Zurich hotel--the very
- definition of a safe "neutral" zone--and are reminded that
- espionage nature abhors a vacuum: if the cold war is over, a
- hot one must be cooked up in its place.
- </p>
- <p> There are, you might say, at least two kinds of Le Carre admirers:
- the official reader, who turns the pages avidly to follow the
- byzantine and brilliant interlacing of plots and identities
- and places; and the covert reader, who reads between the lines
- for Le Carre's searching and intense examinations into the counterfeit
- gentleman, and the divided heart of Englishmen. The official
- reader responds to the master storyteller whose narratives purr
- by with the smooth whoosh of a Bentley; the secret reader finds
- him the most interesting English novelist alive for his discussion
- of the quest for absolutes in an ambiguous, secular age.
- </p>
- <p> Both kinds of readers will find plenty to delight them in The
- Night Manager. For starters, there is the title character, who
- is (as usual) a slippery outsider, a "refined impostor" in search
- of a conscience (or a mission at least), and like nearly all
- Le Carre protagonists, half German and half English (which is
- to say, half romantic and half skeptic). A night manager in
- discreet hotels, Pine is, by definition, a "close observer"
- of people, a spy--or novelist--without a cause. In this
- instance his eye is trained largely on a glamorous slice of
- the "En glish leisure class": a jet-setting arms dealer, Dicky
- Roper, who is charming enough to be a Cabinet minister; his
- young plaything of a mistress; and such attendants as Sandy
- Langbourne, a sulky, beautiful, ponytailed lord with a gift
- for extermination.
- </p>
- <p> As the spy enters the enemy's lair, all the master's usual,
- unequaled scenes are on display: the minuet between expert interrogator
- and expert evader; the battles in London between men of principle
- and Old Etonian Iagos; the appearance of a beautiful woman who
- offers a way out of the spy's maze of mirrors. Without raising
- a sweat, Le Carre propels us from Cairo penthouses to Cornwall
- pubs, from Quebecois mining towns to secret islands in the Bahamas,
- from Miami to London to Panama, all of them evoked with an insider's
- authority.
- </p>
- <p> Even more impressive, Le Carre is a one-man orchestra of voices.
- When "wispy young men of the polo-playing classes" come into
- contact with Bahamian villagers, Le Carre catches both notes
- perfectly. Famously fluent in the tones of English smooth dissemblers,
- he is equally able to conjure up an American bureaucrat saying,
- "This is geopolitics, Rex. And what we have to do here is, we
- have to be able to go to the Hill and say, `Guys, we accept
- the imperatives in this.' " Behind all this is the steady drumbeat
- of Roper's worldly defense of his murderous trade: "This isn't
- crime. This is politics. No good being high-and-mighty."
- </p>
- <p> For what gives the book a new and particular force is that it
- is powered by a moral rage not only against the idle rich, and
- against the silky "espiocrats" of Whitehall and Washington who
- flick away men like lint, but most of all against the arms dealers,
- who, like spies, have an investment in war and are deserving,
- Le Carre suggests, of "a Nuremberg Trials Part Two." At the
- heart of the book is a passionate claim that Western governments
- are in the lap (and employ) of these mercenaries and drug smugglers,
- in a complicated scheme of mutual benefit. In other hands this
- might sound like a standard leftist conspiracy theory, but Le
- Carre documents so commandingly how Colombians deal cocaine
- for guns, and how offshore banks provide the backing, all with
- the support of those in power, that his theory gains a high-gloss
- plausibility.
- </p>
- <p> A worldly-wise romanticism, in fact, drives Le Carre. His protagonists
- come armed with irony and soft spots, as well as such Bondian
- devices as a "subminiature camera got up as a Zippo lighter."
- In this case the narrative dwindles into a slightly Bondian
- ending. The secret reader may feel that the private demons are
- still unresolved, while the official reader may be shocked that
- the public devils are still at large. But both of them will
- surely agree that by now Le Carre is almost incapable of producing
- anything other than a beautifully polished, utterly knowing
- and palpitating book. His most wide-screen and well-toned dazzler
- ("thriller" seems too mild a word) since The Little Drummer
- Girl ten years ago, The Night Manager seems sure to be the most
- stylish explosion of intelligence of the summer.
- </p>
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