After having seen the movie Trumbo a few times and thoroughly enjoying it, I must say that I was rather looking forward to reading this book, but unfortunately it was somewhat of a let down.
It really was a grind in places and more often than not, it just bored the pants off me.
With entire sub chapters dedicated to things like how, as a child/teenager Dalton Trumbo used to argue with his mother, which was, to be quite frank, dull as dish water and didn't really bring much, if any advancement to the story.
It really felt like the author was just stumbling about in the dark and had just 'happened' upon the subjects he was interviewing, in the middle of the street, rather than having any semblance of an organised structure or process in place.
During the interviews, you just never seemed to be getting much of any relevant information to the story allegedly being told. Everyone, including the author, just started to ostensibly think out loud and ramble on rather haphazardly and randomly, like a couple of fish wives sharing a pot of tea over the kitchen table, with little, if any of their musings being really pertinent to Dalton Trumbo's tale.
In fact, the first interview with Trumbo's wife, Cleo, takes us about four sub chapters before any germane information whatsoever is related to the reader, the conversations previously being unimportant, personal tittle tattle and uninteresting social waffle.
And speaking of his wife, the afore mentioned Cleo, I did find the story of how she was 'selected', then, for lack of better words, 'stalked', 'hounded' and seemingly 'coerced' into marrying Dalton, just a little bit creepy! No surprise then that Trumbo was the only one out of the Hollywood Ten to remain married to the same woman by the time the blackist had effectively been broken.
They did seem perfectly happy together in later years, but the courtship, if you can call it that was certainly dubious to say the least!
I did enjoy the book however, when the story was on point and was relating the blacklist and the Hollywood Ten's struggle against The House Un-American Activities Committee (THUAC).
I still struggle to come to terms with such things as THUAC and McCarthyism, which were literally so utterly, utterly outrageous it just beggars belief how the United States can claim to be ’the home of the free!‘ in any way, shape or form.
However, it was what it was, but even within that mind blowingly regressive prism, I find it absolutely stone cold shocking that Trumbo wasn't allowed, in his own defence, to enter into the records, the reading of his own work (movie scripts, book manuscripts), against the charge that they were "full of communist propaganda" (which was ultimately never proved, because let’s face it, it’s complete and utter bullsh*t and falls apart with even a cursory inspection of Trumbo’s work), on the grounds that there were just, "too many pages"!
Un-f**king-believable!
Obviously Dalton Trumbo received his fair share of hate mail. But on one particular occassion, it went completely beyond the pale, with extremely violent threats and verging on the treacherous, Dalton, against his better judgement, but worried none the less, called in the FBI. Needless to say the goons weren't interested in the slightest about the threat of the right wing terrorism, they instead, aggressively grilled Trumbo and left him knowing that the only thing they were coming away with, was that he was marked as a Red Menace! To be honest, I'm not quite sure if I'd have expected anything else from J. Edgar Hoover's fascist boot boys. However, it is another nail in the coffin of so called American democracy!
The book was rereleased on the back of the 2015 movie release starring Bryan Cranston as Dalton Trumbo, but I did find it a bit strange that all the photos in the centre of the book are from the movie production and there's absolutely zero imagery from the real life events and characters that feature in the book (even the cover is resplendent with the movie poster, featuring Diane Lane, Bryan Cranston and Helen Mirren, the actual, real life Dalton Trumbo, I’m afraid to say, doesn’t warrant one single photograph!). Not that I’m looking for photographs in my books per se, but, as the Scottish saying goes, ’you can only piss with the genitalia you’re given’.
So, Scottish sayings aside and back to the comparing of the book/movie, the film heavily features the completely odious and repugnant characters, Hedda Hopper and John Wayne (wonderfully played by Helen Mirren and David Elliot), who really are unpleasantly detestable, ultra right wing nut jobs, but strangely, they don't feature in the book whatsoever, not even a passing mention or side barred reference! Weird certainly, but perhaps they are just a manifestation of the entire THUAC community, using, with more terminology from Scotland, ‘weel kaint faces’ (well known people).
I'll round off with an excellent quote that sweetly sums things up, from one of the Hollywood Ten and close friend of Dalton Trumbo, screenwriter and producer, Adrian Scott, who said,
"I sincerely believe if there is an American fascism, then the House Un-American Activities Committee is an agency of it"
Amen.