FIRE
BRINGER
Oliver Stone's Alexander
"It was pretty good, but it doesn't need a sequel."
That was the solemn pronouncement of a twenty-something college student exiting the theater after viewing Oliver Stone's Alexander. I laughed, at the time. But when struggling to find a place to begin this review, I settled on that remark because it underscores the huge divide between the types of viewers who will go to see this movie.I had laughed (if kindly) at the fellow's expectations because I knew enough about the subject that such an idea would not even have crossed my mind. In fact, some would say I know too much to properly assess how the average film-goer will react to Alexander . . . and that is why I began with the average film-goer -- a young white man of the 18-24 age bracket . . . THE demographic at whom many film-makers aim movies these days (rightly or wrongly).
Spider-Man hit that demographic square on, to great success -- and make no mistake, I loved Spider-Man -- but that demographic is not the target audience for this film. Too often today, when we think 'epic,' and 'block-buster,' it entails certain assumptions and expectations. So shall we scratch off some of those right now?This isn't Troy. It isn't Gladiator. Nor is it a popcorn summer feature, chick-flick, date movie, gay film, or action blockbuster. It's not about the war(s) in Iraq. It's not a moral fable about George Bush (either of them). And if there are several myths referenced (including that of Alexander himself), it isn't mythic in the way of Star Wars. The parallels I've seen many reviewers draw to modern events say more about them than about the movie.
This is the story (part Plutarch, part Curtius, part Arrian) of Alexander of Macedon -- a biopic, or novel on the screen where every plot event serves characterization; characters don't exist purely to move along the plot, as in an adventure story. And therein lies one of the problems with this film for the average film-goer. When it comes to multi-million-dollar blockbuster epics, we've come to expect adventure stories of one type or another. Some film reviews have tried to compare it to Stone's Vietnam movies, or to Moulin Rogue, or even to Fellini's Satyricon. Those are off the mark. Rather, I would compare it to Lawrence of Arabia, in terms of sheer scope, pacing, and its unrelenting focus on a single individual in order to map out the tragedy of his life. In many ways, this is a movie for Greek and Alexander 'geeks.' The more one knows, the more one will recognize -- the historical accuracy of sets is better than I've seen in some documentaries. The more one knows, the less likely one will be to draw outside parallels, too, I think. The biggest parallel in the film is to the novels of Mary Renault; there are multiple tributes to the late, great author of Greek historical fiction. I won't say that everyone familiar with Alexander's history will like this movie -- many won't and don't -- but it is better than I expected, as long as one recalls that it is historical fiction, not a documentary or docudrama. I've read or viewed plenty of bad, and very bad, historical books and films on Alexander, and this movie is not among those sad examples.Given the many and varied pans of this film in newspapers, blogs, and message groups, it may come as a shock that I am willing to say that I liked it. Yet if I compared this movie to Lawrence of Arabia, it isn't Lawrence of Arabia, and Colin Farrell isn't Peter O'Toole. He's not in O'Toole's class. Of course, most actors aren't, yet that caliber of actor was what this film required. It is SO strongly focused on one person that the lead actor must have sufficient magnetism and breadth to carry the film alone. Colin Farrell does not, quite -- particularly in grand scenes that call for 'speechifying.' Farrell is better in scenes of smaller scope and high emotion; I never believed that he believed his exhortations, or dreamy flights into ideological fantasy. At those points, I found myself thinking, 'This is an actor reciting lines, not Alexander.'
Farrell is supported by a good cast, and one actor who made me sit up to take notice was Gary Stretch as Kleitos (Cleitus). Other good performances came (unsurprisingly) from Val Kilmer (Philip) and yes, Angelina Jolie (Olympias). The historical Macedonians were a melodramatic bunch. My 'Olympias issues' had less to do with her performance than with interpretations of her character by the director/script. Jared Leto as Hephaistion tried his best in a mostly thankless role, but did not stand out for me (despite my personal interest in the historical man), and I fear he did not have enough to work with. I found the most disappointing performance from Anthony Hopkins, although again, it was less Hopkins' fault than the narrative role he was assignd to fill. Voice-over work in films is like pepper -- best employed sparingly. There was too much of it in Alexander.Nonetheless, and in the language of reviewers everywhere, I would give it three stars out of five. It may not succeed in everything, but I think it succeeds more than it fails.
Before I go into the details, let me say that one must allow this movie to be what it is, not the story of Alexander as we would tell it. That may be the most difficult struggle for Alexander enthusiasts. Years ago, E. N. Borza said in his introduction to Ulrich Wilcken's biography, "It is enough to say that there are many Alexanders, perhaps as many as there are those who profess a serious interest in him.." We each have our own version, positive or negative, and our own idea of what his story should be. I have heard too many complaints of, 'He didn't show this, he didn't show that . . . ," but when reviewing Oliver Stone's Alexander, it becomes important not to condemn Stone for failing to make our movie instead of making his. I do think it valid to note differences in vision and opinion (and there are plenty such expressed below) -- as long as it remains clear that is what we are doing, and we can separate ourselves enough to evaluate whether Stone's film succeeded in doing what he set out to do, rather than failing because it did not do what we wished it had done.Meta History and Other Matters
If
you're reading a review by a Macedoniast, you want to know about the
history, right?There are actually three levels to historical authenticity in any film (or book). First are the details of set design and costuming -- the 'what did it look like' aspect. In general, Stone's film handled these exceptionally well. There were problems, but I was impressed overall, and there are a large number of small accuracies and tributes. Whatever else one thinks of the film, it was lush with particular attention to detail (even if things occasionally showed up in unexpected places).
Second comes the 'what really happened?' aspect. The flow of events. Here, far more liberties were taken, but frankly, it is impossible to cram all of Alexander's career into a single feature-length film and choices will have to be made, conflations occur. This is an area where it can be the most difficult to separate 'our' story from the one we are watching. Alexander enthusiasts have griped that there were not enough battles, or Alexander's trek to Siwah was left out, or they should have done more with Alexander's (male) love interests -- or done less. Etcetera. Yet when it came to the choices of what events to show, what events to combine, and what events to rearrange the order of, I could follow Stone's choices in almost every case, even if his choices might not have been ones I would have made. That suggests Stone did his homework and thought long and hard about decisions, and I must respect him for that.One cardinal rule of novel writing or film making is never to let a scene do only one thing when it might do two or three. This is called creative conflation, and what it means is that one not only cannot, but should not expect an historical movie or novel to reflect the exact order of historical events in the time frame they occurred. In fact, Stone's film may have suffered from too much historical accuracy -- although I think it not half so bad as some film critics have complained. There were points, however, where it became plodding, and other points where small details were tossed in without explanation. One only recognized them if one already knew the story.
Yet the events Stone chose to show, those he cut, and those he combined mostly made sense for the goal I believe he was after. A different goal would, naturally, have yielded a different set of choices. One does not begin an historical novel or movie by deciding, "I want to show this, and this, and this . . ." It would be a mishmash of events with no guiding theme. One begins with the theme one is trying to illustrate, then selects the events and encounters (and characters) that will allow one to tell that story. This is something that Stone (mostly) understood, and although some have complained that Stone's film did not have a theme, actually, I believe that it did. It simply was not the theme that we expected -- like Prometheus, Stone tricked us, as I will attempt to show.
Finally, the third -- and most important -- level of historical accuracy concerns the themes and worldview. These are matters both more fundamental and more esoteric. Does the film reflect how people living in that era understood life, the universe, and everything? And does the film convey this in such a way that the viewing audience can follow?As a corollary to this comes a tougher question and perhaps the one place where it is hardest to separate our own views from that of the creator. Do we think the story being told, in the way it's told, deserves to be told? Or put in simpler terms, this is the, "Why should I care?" question. It goes beyond set accuracy, costume accuracy, event accuracy, or the artistic elements of good writing or good filming. It involves why anyone not already interested in the topic should become interested. Unfortunately, this is the level at which Stone's Alexander fell flattest, in my own estimation. I find much of the criticism leveled against it to be overly strident; it is not nearly as bad a movie as some would make it sound, but the reasons for the spiteful hostility are not easy to isolate because they range from critics' (perhaps American) fondness for hyperbole, to preconceived notions of what an epic (especially an epic about a world conqueror) should be, to homophobia, to problems in length and repetitive dialogue, to simple dislike for Oliver Stone. Thus, a flawed film stumbled over multiple pre-existing cracks in the pavement. The result was an embarrassing sprawl.
Yet the basic problem remains. Why should modern audiences care about Stone's Alexander? His thematic question is simple enough -- what, psychologically, drove Alexander to do what he did? Historians have been asking that since antiquity. Yet from a modern historian's point of view, it represents an impossible question, and I think we have finally realized as much. One cannot psychoanalyze ancient people, and these days, historians try to ask questions that have a hope of being answered.Yet psychological questions are wonderful for fiction. In fact, THE novelist's question is, Why does X character behave in the way that s/he does? Novel writing is about character exploration as opposed to 'what happened' (plot). So it is not for asking "Why did Alexander do what he did?" that I fault Stone. No, I question some of Stone's answers. They were, in my opinion, the most ahistorical aspects of the movie. If Stone does not quite cross the line to present us with a twentieth-century man in Macedonian clothing, he does dance at the edge.
Two of the apparent
overarching
themes struck me as either outdated
or anachronistic (more
below), but there were themes that echoed ancient
concerns,
and some sentiments voiced could
have been uttered by long-dead lips. At the film's end,
Ptolemy
says,
"I never believed in his
dream. None of us did. That's the truth of his
life.
Dreamers exhaust
us. They must die before
they blasted kill us." And at the film's beginning, he
observes,
"We
idolize him, make him better
than he was. All men reach and fall, reach and fall."
Those
both
paraphrase historical sentiments
about Alexander. Along with Stone's other themes was the
matter
of
Alexander's hubris, or over-reaching -- and if I had to pick the
chief
vice for which Alexander was critiqued in his own day,
hubris would top the list. Upon hearing of Alexander's death
in
Babylon, the Athenian orator
Demades retorted, "Alexander? Dead? Impossible!
The
whole world would
stink of his
corpse." Yet hubris is more than over-reaching.
Film-Philp
tells his
son, "A king isn't just born,
Alexander, he's made, by steel and by suffering . . . No man
or
woman
can be too powerful, or
too beautiful." Hubris was believed to offend the gods -- and
could
bring down their wrath -- so
it was an especially heinous offense.
Thus, exploring Alexander's hubris is an historically accurate theme, but not presented in a way that resonated well with modern audiences. We prefer the underdog, the common-man hero, the one without pretensions . . . not the man who thinks himself the son of a god. So it is no surprise if Gladiator's Maximus made us cheer, or Frodo from The Lord of the Rings. We admire reluctant heroes who just want to live a quiet life, but rise to the occasion when called upon.
By contrast, ancient sensibilities were less modest, boasting not only permitted, but expected, and Alexander was worse than average. Even his own soldiers tired of him. Hubristic Alexander is annoying, not sympathetic, and Stone's Alexander felt entirely too much like the whiney poor, little rich kid. We do not, generally, like such characters, and thus, audiences were not prepared to care about him or his trammeled dreams. We were far more inclined to sympathize with his frustrated troops who had had enough."Dreamers exhaust us." Yes, they do. And that makes Alexander a hard sell.
I do not think most audiences liked Alexander -- yet I am also not convinced that Stone wanted us to like him, so much as to pity him. Unfortunately, viewers lacked enough sense of commonality to pity him. It was too complex an expectation. I spoke with one young lady in her middle-twenties who remarked, "The movie was just sad." Yet it was not 'sad' in a way that permitted emotional catharsis, nor was it bittersweet. There was no victory at the end, however dearly bought. Thus, I fear that instead of pity, too many moviegoers felt only contempt. Another young man in his twenties put it bluntly: "He was pretty pathetic for a conqueror." And a film critic from Columbus, Ohio summed up the character as "a mama's boy with a bad dye job."Can one make Alexander's story pertinent to modern audiences? Is it even possible? Or have we become too content with mythic heros -- the Luke Skywalkers and Captain Kirks and Supermans -- so that we no longer accept anything else? Some would point to the success of The Incredibles against Alexander and say that North Americans want fantasy, not reality. There may be some truth to that, though perhaps not so negatively phrased. The same young lady quoted above who called the movie "just sad," went on to add, "I get enough of that in real life. I don't go to the movies for it." We want a hero, and Stone's Alexander was not.
Therein lay the great stumbling block for Alexander as marketed to the average audience. Stories touch the capacity of the heart, or should, and I am convinced that the average movie-goer (or book reader) will put up with all manner of flaws in a creative work IF that work evokes passion or compassion. The collapse of Alexander's dreams failed to evoke much besides a sense of his just deserts, or even outright contempt.
The
love story between Alexander and Hephaistion might have offered
the emotionally evocative
aspect necessary, if viewers had been less uncomfortable with it,
or
less unprepared to accept it
as either valid or admirable. Yet to be fair, I believe
homophobia
applied to only some cases of
audience indifference. I did not find the relationship
especially
compelling, either, though it is
one I have studied in depth and written about in detail (“An
atypical
affair?
Alexander the
Great, Hephaistion Amyntoros and the nature of their
relationship,” The
Ancient History Bulletin, 13.3 (1999) 81-96).
I was
hardly
unprepared to accept it. In
fact, a compelling love story can challenge cultural
assumptions, but in Alexander, there was
both too much emphasis on it, and not enough. Hephaistion
never
crystalized as a character
outside his attachment to Alexander. That they loved
each
other
was clear -- less clear was why. And the 'why'
must be
answered before preconceptions can be overturned. Audiences
have
to
care about both characters, and Stone never let us get that close
to
Hephaistion.
First, let's consider the family relationships. Stone gives Alexander's love-hate relationship with his mother and emulation and resentment of his father a distinctively oedipal twist. The opening scene after Ptolemy's introduction involves Olympias playing games with her son and talking about her pet snakes, only to be interrupted by a drunken and violent Philip who practically rapes then tries to kill her in front of the (hiding) child. Anyone familiar with Mary Renault's novels will immediately recognize a homage to the opening scene from Fire From Heaven. This is not an event recorded in our histories and points, I thought, to just how deep a debt Stone owed to Ms. Renault in shaping his own views of the conqueror. Although Stone's movie is in no way a copy of Renault's novels even when it echoes them (as here), nonetheless, Stone's Alexander is Renault's Alexander in some very fundamental perceptions . . . family dynamics not least.
Fortunately, Stone's Olympias is not
quite as
(frankly) bitchy as
Renault's, which owed too much
to Plutarch's misogynistic rendition. (For a more
balanced
treatment of
Olympias, see the work
of Elizabeth D. Carney, "Olympias," Ancient Society 18
(1987)
35-62, and "Olympias and the
Image of the Virago," Phoenix 47 (1993) 29-55, or her
recent
book, Women and Monarchy in
Macedonia.) Nonetheless, Stone's Olympias is
a snake
in her own
right, and the Oedipal
complex is clear. Emotional strains in parent-child
relationships
are a
staple of Stone movies. Very early in the film, Stone offered
several
myths that would prove central in understanding
what he is about. Philip takes his son Alexander down into a
cave
for a
chat -- not to mention a
quick mythology lesson for a viewing audience mostly unfamiliar with
the symbolism. (Unfortunately, artistic representations here
were
horrible, and I can think of better ways to have
accomplished this same summary, including the use of Greek pottery
art.) In any case, two of
these mythic motifs are a 'must' for Alexander: the story of Achilles
and of Herakles. The
historical Alexander considered himself a descendent of both --
Achilles on his mother's side and
Herakles on his father's -- and he emulated them throughout his
life. Yet even here, Stone tells
the audience what he wants them to know about these figures, neither
of
whom is presented as
fortunate.
Three other myths are named in this same scene. One, predictably, is Oedipus, who killed his father and married his mother without knowing it. A second is Medea, who murdered her own children in order to revenge herself on her husband Jason when he replaced her with a younger queen. Obviously, both reference Alexander's relationship with his parents, and movie-Philip says, "All your life, beware of women. They are far more dangerous than men." It is typical Greek misogyny, an attitude we find throughout the movie, and which is never much challenged. That should be disturbing. Stone is not a feminist, at least not in this film. In any case, the fifth myth touched on is that of Prometheus -- who, we should remember, was named also by Ptolemy at the film's opening. Philip says that Prometheus tried to help men, but suffered for it, and this motif recurs throughout. It is clear that Stone's Alexander is Prometheus, and if Stone never goes into it, Alexander's name -- Alex-andros -- meant 'protector of men.' Yet I will suggest that, in the end, the assimilation of Alexander to Prometheus has two edges, and only one is positive.
Returning
to Oedipus, and despite its Greco-mythic title, the
'Oedipus complex' is modern
Freudian -- not ancient Greek -- and it certainly didn't
apply to
a Macedonian court that practiced
royal polygamy. We must remember that Philip had seven
wives,
albeit not all at once. One
ancient wit said that he took a new wife for each new war, but
Philip
knew the value of marriage
as a political tool. In Stone's film, only two of Philip wives
are ever
named, and the polygamous
nature of the court is passed over -- no doubt to avoid confusing
his
viewing audience. In fact,
Philip's marriage to Eurydike is presented as a middle-aged man's
interest in a younger woman, a
midlife crisis of sorts (not entirely unsupported by the evidence),
but
Olympias' concern is thus
reduced to the vengeful wife who vents her anger on her son.
This
is a
terribly modern reading
that does not reflect an ancient mindset.
One might argue that such a presentation is necessary, as trying to explain the complexities of Macedonian marriage practices -- not to mention five other wives (and siblings and half-siblings) -- would have been too much to ask of a non-specialist audience in a two hour and forty-five minute film. Certainly true, and I had no arguments with weeding down the field to Philip's two most significant wives. Yet sexual jealousy was not really a motivator in polygamous situations. Instead, quarrels erupted over status -- and the power that went with it. This status depended on the successful production of viable male heirs to the throne, and this is why Olympias (in reality, wife #4) was regarded as Philip's chief wife. She was herself royal by birth (a princess of Epiros), and of Philip's five children -- two boys and three daughters (not counting the last child, whose gender is uncertain) -- Olympias gave him two (Alexander and Kleopatra). So she ruled the roost. Why, then, be threatened by Eurydike? Because Eurydike's uncle had power in Pieria, the old heartland of the Macedonian kingdom. Olympias was not considered quite the 'barbarian' that the film presented, but she was -- compared to Eurydike -- foreign. And if Eurydike could produce a healthy male child, she might displace Olympias as chief wife. In polygamous situations, the status of a wife depended on the status of her son, and the only way to be certain of one's place was to become queen mother.
So it was all about power and influence, not sex or
desirability,
except insofar as sex could be a
tool to establish power and influence. We do get some of this
in
Stone's film, but with too much
overlay of voluptuous oedipal tension used to explain the emulation
and
resentment that existed
between Alexander and Philip. Poor Alexander really was a rag
pulled
between two (very
ruthless) dogs -- but the prize was the throne, not the marriage
bed. Philip was certainly more
powerful and competent than the film made him out to be, and Stone
quite deliberately presented
Olympias as a Medea character, wrapped about with snakes and
Egyptian-style eyeliner, plotting
like a spider in her boudoir. I think the historical woman
more
akin to
Eleanor of Aquitaine than
Euripides' Medea, and would have been more terrifying if played with
the iron will Katharine
Hepburn showed in The Lion in Winter than Angelina Jolie's
manipulative edginess (accent or no
accent). I understand this was a writer and directorial
decision,
not
Ms. Jolie's, but Olympias
once faced down Alexander's own veteran soldiers and walked away
alive. I have a difficult time
picturing Jolie's Olympias carrying off that confrontation.
Yet if one removed that oedipal tension, one would kick out a key prop from Stone's movie. I may have personally wished he had done without the long shadow of Freud, but he would hardly be the first Alexander enthusiast to read the Philip-Olympias-Alexander triangle in that fashion. It does work for the use to which he put it. The real question is simply whether he should have used it at all. My own opinion is that he should not. It was historically out of place.
The second anachronistic theme arose from the long shadow of W. W. Tarn, not of Freud. Tarn is perhaps the best known Alexander historian from the first half of the Twentieth Century, and his two-volume set on Alexander's career became the foundation for a plethora of subsequent biographies and high-school history textbooks.Among Tarn's legacies to Alexander Studies was the notion that Alexander's conquests were a civilizing mission to bring Greek (European) culture to the benighted barbarians of Asia, and that he wanted to establish a 'Brotherhood of Mankind' between the two ruling classes, Macedonians and Persians. Note that this was not a 'one-world' idea of ethnic equality; only Macedonians and Persians were involved, not Egyptians, Greeks, or anyone else. Stone took Tarn's idea (mediated via Mary Renault) and tuned it for a modern audience, but the result is even less reflective of historical reality. At least Tarn could point to Alexander's speech at Opis, even if historians since have shown that speech to be pure propaganda, not reflecting actual appointments. But there is no evidence at all that Alexander believed in anything we would recognize as 'one world' politics. In truth, he was not much of a political theorist period. He was a conqueror, an explorer with an army, and in Alexander studies, Tarn's Brotherhood of Mankind has been on the way out since Ernst Badian's article "The Eunuch Bagoas" appeared in Classical Quarterly in 1956 (the article was actually about source criticism, not Bagoas). One will find few Alexander specialists today who still buy into it.
Nonetheless,
the
Brotherhood of Mankind is certainly romantic, and
might have provided a
reason for modern audiences to care about Alexander. If
Alexander's hubris
turns us off, the idea
of a united world appeals to us. It becomes so seductive, in
fact, that
many Alexander 'fanboys'
and 'fangirls' actively resist -- and resent -- having their
romantic
notion challenged. It would be
nice to think the world's greatest conqueror was really just
interested
in uniting everyone in an
equal society. But that is fiction, not
reality.
The ancient
world was ethnocentric, elitist, and
hierarchical, and if Alexander may have been more a bit more
broad-minded than most, he was
still a product of his society. We should not try to make him
a
civil
rights visionary.
There is good reason to think, however, that Stone himself questioned this romantic Alexander.
If one considers carefully the dialogue and construction of scenes wherein Alexander elucidates his 'dream' of a united world, one gets the definite impression that Stone intends us to doubt it all. One must not just accept what Alexander is saying, but should pay attention to the framing of these speeches. Then one comes away with a sense that Alexander's one-world dream was just a cover for an endless campaign that had more to do with Alexander's own demons and desire for glory, than the 'freedom' of his subjects. Perhaps the clearest presentation of this comes during the balcony scene between Alexander and Hephaistion in Babylon. Alexander pontificates at length on his theories of world unification and how Aristotle was wrong, etcetera. But at the end, Hephaistion tells Alexander that he is really just running from his mother, and asks him what he is afraid of. Hephaistion knows the truth.1 Alexander sidesteps the question by a profession of love. Unfortunately, this goes on so long that it took the punch out of Hephaistion's observation. That scene should have concluded with the question, and exemplifies dramatic overloading.If scenes should never do only one thing if they can do three, scenes can also become too busy -- and that problem plagued this film. Too many scenes go on too long or try to accomplish too much, resulting in confused points and diffused tension. If I think few scenes could have been done without entirely, Stone's script needed a ruthless editor. In my first viewing, while struggling to scribble down quotes, I frequently found myself writing a line, only to have the same sentiment repeated a sentence or two later in different words. Such unnecessary repetition signifies a need for editing. If the dialogue had been weeded at the outset, there would been more time for some of the scenes that Stone had to cut from his longer (3+ hour!) version -- which in turn might have resulted in less overall jerkiness.
Both movie battles were framed so as to
underscore the
human cost of Alexander's
ambition, the second more obviously than the first. Yet even
with
Gaugamela, although a
Macedonian victory, Stone chose not to dwell on the astonishing
defeat
of an army that had
outnumbered Alexander four to one (some estimates say seven to
one). Instead, he took us into
the hospital tent and focused on the particular -- one
young
soldier so gravely wounded that the
kindest act his king can offer is to put him out of his
misery.
Victory
over thousands is thus
reduced to the tragedy of one man. Audiences go into Gaugamela
with
rousing speeches about
freedom and glory, but emerge from Gaugamela overwhelmed by the
blood
and misery and sea
of bodies. We should not be cheering, but weeping, just as
Alexander
did. It is not the victorious
conclusion for movie battles to which we are accustomed. This
is
anti-heroic theater. And the
"Battle of the Hydaspes" repeats this same point far more strongly.
But first, let us consider events between the two battles. It is in this part of the film that we find the greatest number of serious alterations to actual historical events, but all of them were changed to suit Stone's thematic point. Alexander's last years mark an increasing divide between the king and his Macedonians, and it is this conflict on which Stone wanted to focus. To my own mind, it is the most interesting era -- but also the most complicated and very hard to portray without sufficient foundation. Stone tried to utilize Alexander's early years in order to give viewers enough background to understand his latter years, and thus, focused on the beginning of Alexander's life, and the end -- but not the 'successful' middle because Alexander's success was not, ultimately, his interest. Audiences expecting "Alexander the Great" did not get him. They got "Alexander the Haunted," perhaps even "Alexander the Deluded." The problem with that picture is that audiences could not understand why this man had managed to convince his army to follow him so far in the first place.
How might one solve that dilemma? I fear it would be impossible without making a much longer film (or series of them). In the end, one must pick one of two ways to view Alexander -- as a success story (a 'comedy' in the old meaning of the term), or as a tragedy. Stone chose the tragic route, which I do think the more historically honest, but it is also the more inherently difficult to portray -- especially in such limited time.
In
an attempt to simplify Alexander's final four years, Stone
conflated two conspiracies against
Alexander into one, two mutinies into one, shifted about such
events as
the murder of Kleitos,
and made Alexander's marriage to Roxane an oedipally driven love
affair
(following Plutarch,
perhaps), rather than the political tool scholars such as Frank
Holt
consider it to have been. Alexander spent two years in
Baktria
and
Sogdiana, unsuccessfully trying to quell rebellion. Then he
married
Roxane, the daughter of an important local chieftain, and was able
to
depart the
area within months. Like his father before him, Alexander
had
recognized that marriage could be
a political tool. I do realize Stone wished to make the
marriage
part
of his oedipal subplot -- to
the point of casting Rosario Dawson as Roxane because she
resembled
Angelina Jolie -- but as
noted, I question that theme in the first place.
Matters came to a head at a banquet in India, which ended with Kleitos dead. If displaced in time somewhat (Kleitos was murdered before India), the switch still worked and the scene was cast to show how "oriental" Alexander had become, surrounded by exotic Indians, lounging in Persian robes, and watching a eunuch dance. In sharp contrast is Kleitos, dressed in Macedonian black wool and sitting upright in his chair, arms crossed. It is clear that he is growing increasingly sullen and irritated, and finally, he speaks out, mocking Alexander and challenging his arrogance, and thus beginning the fateful verbal battle between them.
Yet in the film, that sparring match did not have the same impetus that it did historically . . . which was too bad. Historically, the reason for Kleitos' anger was a staged farce during a banquet that made fun of Macedonian commanders recently massacred in a battle -- a massacre that had resulted from Alexander's failure to clarify the chain of command. The farce had chalked their deaths up to their own stupidity, not Alexander's error, and Kleitos was having none of it, incensed at the disrespect. It seemed that Alexander was only willing to accept the buck on his desk when it was a victorious one. Blame for failures was quickly shifted elsewhere.Instead, in the film, the trigger event was the eunuch's dance (also displaced from its original Carmanian context). This was no doubt easier to show, but I felt it trivialized the conflict. Still, the kernal of the fight remains as Alexander is unfavorably compared to his father and accused of taking all the glory for victories that his men bought with their blood. Much of what Kleitos and Alexander bellow does paraphrase the histories, but in the film, Alexander hallucinates his father standing in Kleitos's place for a moment, and warns Kleitos to shut up. When Kleitos barrels on anyway, Alexander's oedipal resentment reaches a boiling point and he runs Kleitos-Philip through with a spear, then collapses in horrified mourning that continues for three days.
Unfortunately, Stone then made a choice that disrupted his buildup by flashing back to the murder of Philip. This was jarring. I do understand his Freudian point, but it was jarring anyway. The original, much longer, version of the film was less linear, with several scenes connected thematically rather than progressing chronologically, but this final cut retained only a few such cases, and I believe this half-way choice merely confused, interrupting the broader thematic flow to underscore an oedipal connection that could still have been understood without setting the scenes back-to-back. In short, the movie should have been either thematically linked or linearly told, not a lot of one and a little of the other.I believe Stone meant to show that Alexander's fundamental reason for pressing onward was connected to his oedipal need to kill Philip's fame, if not to kill him literally. Yet if the need to surpass his father (and Achilles, Herakles, and Dionysos, too) may indeed have been part of his 'pothos' -- his unquenchable yearning to see beyond the next hill -- another part owed to his own culture's expectations about what a Macedonian king should be. And this is something I am not sure Stone understood, and which then led him to look in anachronistic places for an answer to his question, "Why did Alexander do what he did?"
A warrior people, the Macedonians wanted a warrior
king,
and honored
those who won battles
and provided loot. A Macedonian king was to be the great
conqueror, the
generous monarch, the
brave warrior who exposed himself equally with his men. His
success was
Macedon's success,
and thereby the success of its people; his courage was their
courage. It was not the loss of the
self to the greater good, but the equation of one's own goals with
those of the people ruled. Especially in his early years,
Alexander fit
this well. After Gaugamela, however, his goals began
increasingly to differ from those of his people, and this is the
story
that Stone wants to tell us. If
Stone does have a basic grasp of the principles of Macedonian
kingship,
he seems to have missed
the larger corollary by focusing overly on Oedipal complexes.
Alexander was a product of Macedonia's gift-exchange culture, not only followed by his army, but made by them. He became the king they wanted and needed and idolized. And thus, in India on the banks of the Hyphasis, they found themselves facing a monster of their own creation. They had wanted power, wealth, and victory -- the expected rewards in a gift-exchange society -- and Alexander had given it to them beyond their wildest dreams. Alexander's theatrical outrage and purported sense of betrayal at their 'mutiny' is, thus, not without justification. The problem wasn't that Alexander had failed to live up to the mythos of a Macedonian king, but that he didn't know when to stop. He gave them more than they had ever hoped for and, in the end, more than they wanted. This is something that Stone does not seem quite to grasp, and so some of Alexander's real motivations eluded his narrative, forcing him to substitute motivations that fit less well, and felt too modern.
In any case, and following the murder of Kleitos (and Philip's assassination), we finally reach the 'mutiny' alluded to above. This is a necessary conflation of two mutinies, one in India and the other at Opis. It begins with a respectful tone but ends violently with Alexander leaping down into the midst of angry troops to personally finger the ring leaders and order them executed. This happened at Opis, not in India. Yet for the purposes of the film, it works. The highlight of the mutiny, however, was Koenos' famous speech, modified a bit and put in the mouth of Krateros (a necessary character reduction). First he flatters Alexander for giving them such victories, then tells him what the king ought to know already: that too many men have died, and those left would like to survive to enjoy their spoils.
They want to go home, but Alexander
is clearly not listening, and
the movie mutiny does not end
like the first historical one, wherein Alexander was forced by his
troops to turn back. Instead,
Alexander drives them into yet another battle, the second of the
movie. Ostensibly, this is the
Battle of the Hydaspes where Alexander defeated Porus and his
elephants. But the Hydaspes
came before the Indian mutiny, and was arguably among
Alexander's more strategically elegant
battles, not the messy near-defeat with which we are presented on
the
screen. (And Porus'
famous after-battle reply to Alexander's 'How would you like to be
treated?' -- 'As a king,' was
given in the film to Statiera instead because, of course, it could
not
be used here.)
In Stone's combined battle, Alexander's infantry are being trounced, making them reluctant to face the walking "walls" of the elephants, not to mention that the calvary horses are balking. In desperation, Alexander charges forward on Bucephalas, meeting the king's elephant head-on, and echoing his direct attack on Darius at Gaugamela. Except this time, his opposition is not cowed. Porus simply raises his spear and skewers Alexander's faithful mount while Alexander himself is shot in the chest by an arrow, just as happened at Malli.
Yet in the movie, this was a stunningly stupid move --
and Alexander
rarely made stupid tactical
decisions in battle. In trying to recreate Malli without
Malli,
Stone
wound up making Alexander
look brave but idiotic. At Malli, Alexander's decision to leap
into the
city was predicated on a
"snafu," and he had to think fast. Did he leap backwards and
risk
breaking a leg, or leap forward
(to what was probably higher ground inside the walls) and gamble on
the
element of surprise and
the maxim that 'when cornered, attack'? It was a brave move, a
high-risk move, but not a
completely foolish one.
Attacking an elephant on horseback armed only with a sword when your opponent has a long-spear goes beyond foolish into downright moronic. And this is one place in the movie where I thought Stone's choice to conflate things not only didn't work, but made Alexander look anything but the military genius he was. At Malli, Alexander's initial choice to climb the ladder may have been fueled by anger, but when things went wrong, he was still thinking. At Stone's "Malli," Alexander did not seem to have any plan besides desperation. It was not a heroic act, and so when he was shot, it seemed earned. My sympathies were with the horse!
Yet I wonder if that was not the reaction Stone wished to foster? Alexander is not meant to look heroic here, or particularly sympathetic. He has driven his unhappy men into a battle against forces too alien, and when they falter, he rushes forward to face, alone, impossible odds. As a result, he sacrifices the horse who has trusted him utterly since he was twelve years old -- which is symbolic of his entire army, I think. His ambitions are killing them. If his near-fatal wound spurred on his men to win the battle anyway, it is a Pyrrhic victory if ever there was one. At the end, Alexander lies in his own blood watching his men die fighting for him, his horse die trying to protect him, and his best friend wounded severely after following his insane charge.
This
is not a great leader. This is a foolish, selfish man.
And
to
make sure that we understand
this is an epiphany moment for Alexander, Stone washes the film in
(blood) red, turns up the
music to overwhelm the sounds of battle, and slows down the
speed. Alexander is carried off the
field on a shield (presumably the shield of Achilles, but one
would
have to know the history to
make that connection). In any case, and just as at the
battle of
Gaugamela, we are left weeping,
not cheering.
So -- after all this explication, readers may be wondering why I still gave this film three stars out of five, despite all the problems named?
It's a matter of proportion. This is a flawed film, no doubt. Nonetheless, it was ambitious, and attempted to tell a portion of Alexander's life that is, intrinsically, very hard to tell. It also stayed closer to history than most Hollywood ventures even attempt, and while there are ahistorical themes present -- including an oedipal complex and hints of Tarn's Brotherhood of Mankind -- in the end, I do think Stone deliberately undercut Tarn's optimistic fiction, giving us something closer to the historical truth, which is neither romantic nor majestic:Alexander's campaign killed a lot of people to little concrete purpose.
The
problem then for audiences concerns
expectations.
Is this man a
hero? The simple answer
is, "Not really." Oliver Stone has fooled us, and I wonder if
some of
the angry reception this film
has received may not be the reaction of the tricked? Viewers
went
expecting a hero -- Alexander
the Great. "The greatest legend of all was real!" ads
trumpeted, and "Fortune favors the bold!" But at the film's
end,
we
are not left with a particularly admirable character -- a 'hero' by
modern
definitions -- and the story of Alexander's life was a tragedy, not
an
epic victory.
He was Prometheus, indeed -- but we must remember that while Prometheus brought fire so we could cook our food and warm ourselves, fire unchecked can also burn down our house.
And fire unchecked was Stone's Alexander.