The History
Boys (15)
Written by Alan Bennett, Directed by Nicholas Hytner
Screening at from 13th October
– 2nd November 2006
Reviewed by
When I studied Alan Bennett’s Talking Heads monologues for A-level,
I found his stories of isolated, introverted northerners fascinating.
That may be something to do with the fact that I was an isolated, introverted
northerner, but it’s also because I marvelled at the way he would
sketch the cold and unfriendly Thatcherised world using the smallest details
of the unravelling personalities in his stories.
More recently, Bennett’s play The History Boys has toured three
continents and won a shedload of awards. However, though it is shot through
with the writer’s trademark wit and intelligence, and though the
entire cast is perfect in each of their roles, there seems to be something
missing.
At a working class school in Yorkshire, the headmaster (Clive Merrison)
is obsessed with getting more students into the posh universities. The
History class has passed their A-levels with flying colours, thanks to
their charismatic gay teacher (Richard Griffiths), and the fact that –
for some apparently random reason – nine intelligent and enthusiastic
students have ended-up in the same place at the same time. But the headmaster
thinks they are a bit rough and unready, so he hires a young up-and-coming
teacher (Stephen Campbell Moore) to shepherd them through Oxbridge qualification.
The styles of the two teachers clash wildly, with a world-weary female
teacher (Frances de la Tour) playing referee.
So whose side is Bennett on? Pathetically, he seems to think that all
sides have good points. Yes, it’s a shame that schools are like
sausage factories, but on the other hand, you just have to swallow the
nastiness of the modern world. Nothing can be done.
Even more annoyingly, though the soundtrack places the film firmly in
the mid 1980s, this is only a minor detail, so it really could be any
time in the last thirty years. There are no other cultural or political
references of any substance. The school seems to exist in a kind of vacuum,
albeit one where an entire class of students from a poor background qualify
for Oxbridge and have no hang-ups about homosexuality.
Pressure from business has led successive governments to focus the schooling
system on measurable results. Rather than encouraging young people’s
natural curiosity, schools teach them to pass exams, memorising facts
and techniques that will have little use in whatever career they go on
to have. Forcing six year olds to prepare for SAT tests amounts to child
abuse. How can anyone with an ounce of humanity not be furious about this?
Alan Bennett’s monologues succeeded because all his characters
were so clearly extensions of his own personality. Trapped in their own
alienated existence, they perfectly reflected the time in which they were
set. However, stepping out of his comfort zone and into the world of human
interaction has set new challenges for Bennett – namely to create
believable dialogue, and express opinions about the wider society he finds
himself in. This proves to be a task too far.
Comment left by johno on 1st November, 2006 at 11:06 agree he represents the symmetrical opposite of thacherism..a cold sterile or more accurately a puritainanical camp carry on stereotype of the old school system..comeliterally and enjoin us..but he is able to speak to an audience of equally eunuch intellectuals so the mediocrities have a king to crowntheir misery on..in short a middle class pompous twat..but hey wed have have no targets if they all died out..
good review though..gizza jobgo on gizza job i can do that
ps school education class hierarchy and status..thyre wahat makes this country great..so dont try rock the boat laddie
a por mans version of "IF" by lindsay anderson ..withouth the action or critique of class snobbery or oppression ..more im ashow off get me in here..
rannt rant rant and double mutter mutter mutter muttley do something dont just stand there.
gottta go things to do pigeons to stop
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