A few months ago, I went to see
The Golden Compass, an adaptation of the eponymous first book in Philip Pullman's trilogy,
His Dark Materials. I had read several reviews that took issue with the lightened treatment of religion in the movie as compared with its portrayal in the book, and, being wary of religion myself, I expected to concur. I had also read that the adaptation was a fairly faithful one, making changes that were necessary for the story to command the medium of film. My own impressions, however, were quite the opposite.
The Golden Compass was identified as an anti-religious book when it was first published in 1996. The association of evil with the religious establishment is certainly consistant and pervasive. The movie adaptation of this theme, however, presents it in terms far more unequivocal than the source material. As a talented and sophisticated author, Pullman avoids infusing one faction of his book's world with all the power, and there are a variety of forces contributing to the stumbling blocks encountered by Lyra, his gifted child-heroine, and her many companions. Terrible events are infused with shades of evil; "bad" characters are defined by multiple levels of malicious behavior, their motivations unclear and only partially revealed. There is a huge differentiation made between institutional evil and individual evil, between human insecurities and the fears of the state.
I understand that movies like this, blockbuster family movies, naturally and necessarily have less room for the shades of meaning that make novels so satisfyingly subtle and diverse. This particular blockbuster family movie, however, took the concept of evil in
The Golden Compass and turned it on its head. This is not an anti-religious movie, it is an anti-Catholic movie. Which, as an atheist, doesn't particularly bother me on a moral level. As a lover of meaning, however, it offends me deeply. In Pullman's
Golden Compass, there are multiple levels of rivalry and conflict; regional, governmental, scholarly, and personal; in the film that made it to the screens, all good is allied against one very mean but not particularly interesting Magesterium, which is a thinly-veiled euphemism for the Vatican. Responisbilty for every evil or unhappy act in the book is placed, with the verbal grace of hurled cinder blocks, on their institutional and pervasive evil. This is achieved not only by putting cumbersome explanations into the mouths of previously eloquent characters, but also by simply eliminating all sinister characters other than the Magesterium. There are several local people, or people specific to a certain part of the story, who work against Lyra and her companions at different points throughout Pullman's novel.
The Magesterium is mentioned twice as a source of authority, whereas the Church and Chaplains are presented as the agents of that authority much more often, and the two institutions are not immediately connected. Lord Asriel, Lyra's father and someone who, in Pullman's book, seems alternately good and evil, uses the story of Adam and Eve to justify his acts, while at the same time rejecting the Magesterium and its power.
Given this careful elimination of potentially confusing, darker narrative in
The Golden Compass, it is odd that the only really physically gorey act in the whole story remains. This is consistant with a particularly unnerving trend in theater, literature, and movies geared toward children. There seems to be a popular idea that young people can't deal with pyschological darkness, but that seeing someone's jaw get ripped off is okay and normal. I would much rather have a kid with a keen sense of the varied nature of evil than a really good grip on what it looks like to dismember someone, or worse, the idea that it's a normal thing to do. Along with the increasingly traditional normalization of violence, the creators of this film changed the names of many objects and ideas in order to make them more familiar to American audiences. Once again, I find myself wondering when the decision was made that it is more traumatizing for a kid to find themselves asking someone for the definition of a word than it is for them to remain ignorant. A history-laden Zeppelin becomes a non-specific ferry, just as Harry Potter's referential Philosopher's Stone became a meaningless Sorcerer's Stone for Americans because the publishers were afraid we wouldn't get the alchemy reference, and would be turned off by the mention of Philosophy.
The Golden Compass as a movie, however, is well worth seeing, and in some ways the localization of meaning and evil into a narrower set of characters allowed for a very satisfying, cinematic build-up of tension. Dakota Blue Richards is probably the best child actress since Margaret O'Brian, and she valiantly resisted the temptation to make Lyra as bland as the movie being made around her. I only hope that she will stick to the books for meaning and imagination, and look on the movies as exciting elaborations on a much deeper, more beautiful tale.
Copyright 2009 Cabiria Jacobsen