But Seriously, Folks.
The year is 1977, and America is finally getting over the nightmares of Watergate and Vietnam and the national hangover that was the 1960s. But not everyone is ready to let it go. Not aging comedian Koo Davis, friend to generals and presidents and veteran of countless USO tours to buck up American troops in the field. And not the five remaining members of the self-proclaimed People’s Revolutionary Army, who’ve decided that kidnapping Koo Davis would be the perfect way to bring their cause back to life…
If you’ve been reading this site for any length of time, you know the story behind The Comedy is Finished. Briefly, Donald Westlake didn’t publish it because the Martin Scorcese film The King of Comedy (which I have not seen) came out with some plot similarities. Max Allan Collins had a copy of the manuscript, and eventually it got to Hard Case Crime impresario Charles Ardai, who published it as a stunning hardcover.
The story of The Comedy is Finished, the manuscript, is fascinating. Fortunately, the story in The Comedy is Finished, the novel, is just as fascinating.
Koo Davis, based about as obviously on Bob Hope as he could be without naming him “Hob Bope,” is an asshole and a patriot. He couldn’t serve in the military for medical reasons, so he served by entertaining our troops wherever they were, something that wasn’t controversial until Vietnam. The war over, he’s beginning the healing process along with most of the rest of the United States.
The members of the People’s Revolutionary Army have not joined in that healing, and love the symbolism behind kidnapping Koo Davis. He is the Establishment, the court jester of the Military Industrial Complex or whatever term the radicals are using this year.
The Comedy is Finished is absolutely vicious in highlighting that with the members of this so-called Army, as often with radicals, it isn’t the politics at all. It’s a deeper pathology expressed through politics. Every one of the kidnappers is heavily damaged in his own way. Liz is Bernadine Dohrn as acid casualty. Leader of the “movement” Peter is mainly concerned with power. Joyce is a den mother with a lousy family that she’s determined to keep together no matter what. Mark has daddy issues. Only Larry seems 100% in it for the politics, spouting off his theories to anyone who will listen and anyone who won’t. He’s the one who might be pardoned by a future liberal president nostalgic for the ’60s and land a teaching job at some small liberal arts college if he makes it out of this alive, but his politics are a ridiculous utopian pipe dream that would require humans to stop being human to actually work.
With all of them, it’s extended adolescence at its worst, and it’s pathetic while also being frightening. Throw into the mix a rich touring musician who seems to be dabbling in (and funding) radicalism because he finds it so damned amusing, and you’ve got a canister of nitroglycerine on the back of a rickety old truck that’s hurtling down a rocky road at a ridiculous speed.
But, just like he makes a jerk like Koo Davis human, Westlake also makes these lost souls human, as well as the other characters who play roles in the Koo Davis Primetime Special. Each has a fleshed-out personality. Each is even sometimes sympathetic.
The Comedy is Finished is about as square as it gets in its subtle message, as it advocates for at least the broad outlines of The System that the radicals want to smash. Bleeding-heart liberals and rock-ribbed conservatives can unite under the cause of saving a man who may be a jerk, but who makes people laugh and makes people like him, and who, despite his shortcomings, is a human being who served his country the only way he knew how. Bleeding-heart liberals and rock-ribbed conservatives may not agree on much, but they understand that political violence in a country like ours is a bridge too far, and they reject it, and fight against it.
Suspenseful, believable, and all too human, The Comedy is Finished might not be the masterpiece that the previous lost Westlake novel, Memory, was, but it is a triumph, and a big one.
Thank God Max Allan Collins saved that manuscript.
Note: I recently participated in a podcast on The Comedy is Finished with Jesse Willis of SFFaudio and DEW’s son Paul Westlake. Spoilers, so beware. The podcast can be found here.
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I loved “King of Comedy”, and saw it when it originally came out–it’s a minor classic, with arguably DeNiro’s best (and craziest) performance since Taxi Driver, and a rather remarkably subdued performance from Jerry Lewis.
Scorsese never claimed to have come up with the story himself, nor was it his idea to make a film like this–DeNiro basically said they could make King of Comedy together or they wouldn’t make any film together at all, and Scorsese’s career was linked with DeNiro’s at that point. DeNiro had the Oscar, and Scorsese (at that time) did not.
DeNiro had bought the rights to the script from Paul D. Zimmerman, a writer whose career to that point was, shall we say, undistinguished (didn’t do much of note afterwards, either). It doesn’t really seem to resemble anything else Zimmerman ever wrote. I’d guess the script got reworked a fair bit by Scorsese and his people. The basic story structure is awfully similar to the descriptions of The Comedy is Finished. The big difference is that the main protagonist of King of Comedy is one of the kidnappers, and the kidnappers in KoK are mainly just interested in getting the attention of a celebrity–in this case, modeled after Johnny Carson, not Bob Hope.
If there were manuscripts circulating out there, given that Westlake had strong connections with the film industry, as did Zimmerman (an aspiring screenwriter, and a successful film critic)–well. Sometimes these things happen by coincidence–the collective zeitgeist, shall we say–and sometimes they don’t. I’m always happier when both of the people who came up with the same basic idea have a shared record of creativity and inventiveness. But that is certainly not the case here.
All we can say for sure is that it wasn’t Marty’s fault. Or Westlake’s.
KOK was very good. If I’m not mistaken, and I could well be, it originally aired in America as an HBO film, not in theaters. I’m sure Chris, whose knowledge of film is encyclopedic, will correct me if I’m wrong. But that’s when I first remember seeing it as a kid.
I only find Jerry Lewis funny when he’s being serious and you can catch a glimpse of how incredibly egomaniacal he is. That’s why Martin Short’s impression of him on SCTV was so funny. (SCTV–my all-time favorite comedy sketch program and vastly superior to the SNL of any era.)
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KoK was first released in theaters, but was not a success, and didn’t stay there long. That’s probably why you don’t remember it as a theatrical release. I made sure not to miss it, because I’d been so impressed by Raging Bull.
My knowledge of film these days is more Wikipedic. You too can know what I know, through a simple Google search. ;)
TCIF will definitely go on my to-read list, but I have never liked his non-Stark work as much. Even the Dortmunders, which I like quite a lot, don’t have the same electricity as a Stark piece. His work as Stark is magical for me. Parker is one of those characters that resonates with the intensity of a deep sea charge. There aren’t many of those around. Travis McGee was another one of those for me. They just change the color of your perception of the world.
What a shame DEW stopped writing Parkers for 23 years. Imagine all the great books that would have resulted. Even if he wrote one Parker per 2 years that would have been 11 more books! But he felt the magic, for him, was gone–at least temporararily–and he would have just been going through the paces.
I can’t agree. While Parker is certainly my favorite continuing character of Westlake’s (under any name), he’s just one facet of a writer who would have made a name for himself with or without Parker.
I went from Parker and Grofield to Mitch Tobin, to Dortmunder–but in many ways, the best Westlake’s I’ve read are the one-shots he wrote under his own name, where he had the most freedom to say what he was trying to say.
How many of those have you read? Westlake wrote some incredibly dark, bloody, hard-boiled stuff under his own name. If you think he’s just writing comic capers as Westlake, you need to dig deeper.
As to his writing more Parkers–he wrote as many as he had in him. He wasn’t one of those guys who cranked stuff out just to fill a quota. Okay, maybe when he was doing the softcore stuff. ;)
Chris, in no way am I inferring DEW wasn’t a master storyteller, and wouldn’t have been successful just publishing his DEW stuff. And as I stated, I really like his DEW stuff. I just prefer his Starker stuff;-)
I haven’t read a few of his novels, one being The Merceneries. I’m looking forward to that one because it seems dark. I haven’t read Comfort Station or Under an English Heaven yet. Plus his Hard Case Crime stuff. But I will get around to them. If a book gets on my to-read list, as all of DEW’s stuff is, it gets read.
I’ve only been reading Stark/Westlake for a couple years. I was well aware of him before that, but somehow I’d never gotten around to reading him. Now I’m addicted.
It’s like that with a lot of writers I like. A friend kept pushing Philip K. Dick on me, and I was like “Sci-Fi? Blade Runner? Androids? I’ll pass.” Even though I’ve always felt Blade Runner is a visually stunning film and Rutger Hauer’s “tears in the rain” speech is one of my favorite movie moments. Then I finally gave in and read VALIS and now I’m hooked on PKD. (I was gonna write “now I’m hooked on Dick” but I didn’t want to give anyone the wrong impression;-) lol
This is why when I ask for opinions/recommendations I am being sincere and I follow up on then, because I know there’s a lot of great material that’s gone under my radar. I’m just like everyone else; I have half-assed assumptions and prejudices that are born of ignorance–but as I get older I’m more aware of it and I’m consciously trying to break the pattern.
You haven’t read a FEW of his novels? Are you saying you’ve read MOST of them? I count 50 (including The Comedy is Finished) that have been published under his actual name, as opposed to a pseudonym.
I will be most impressed if the only ones you haven’t read are The Mercenaries, Comfort Station, or Under an English Heaven, plus the few republished by Hard Case. As well as having read all his Starks (I’m still missing two of the Grofields), his work as Tucker Coe, as Samuel Holt, Curt Clark, and etc? I mean, how many books could you read in two years?
Sorry I misunderstood your earlier remark, but I was just saying I don’t think the Dortmunders are the best work he did under his own name (bearing in mind that to date I’ve only read The Hot Rock so far, and I loved it, but I’d still take The Axe or 361 any day). The Dortmunders are almost certainly his best-known works–I suspect many more people know him for Dortmunder than Parker.
Anyway, glad you eventually checked out PKD. Might I recommend Alice Sheldon (aka James Tiptree Jr.)? Another pseudonymous spinner of tales–much less prolific than Westlake, but when she was on top of her game, there was nobody else like her, and never will be again.
And let me say one more thing–he published ten more Parker novels than Dortmunder novels (though he wrote a book’s worth of short stories about Dortmunder as well). While he created Parker much earlier, he was famously unable to write any stories about Parker for almost a quarter of a century–and I’d bet good money Dortmunder was a more lucrative ‘franchise’ for him.
So I think this could be taken as evidence that he himself preferred Parker on some level.
It’s also clear evidence that he couldn’t have written a lot more Parkers–not without compromising the very standards that make those novels stand out so far apart from the rest of the genre they were written in.
Now that you mentioned it, I do have quite a few more DEWs to read! Aside from the Starks/Dortmunders, I’ve read–Put a Lid on it, Smoke, Kahawa, The Ax, the angel book (can’t remember the title offhand), God Save the Mark, Dancing Aztecs, Sacred Monster… I think that about does it, although I could be forgetting a couple. I just downloaded The Cutie, which is really The Mercenaries. But I do indeed have a few more to go.
I generally read 3-4 books at once, if that makes any sense. You know, read a few chapters of one book, then the next, etc.
I am currently reading:
HOLLYWOOD’S HELLFIRE CLUB by Gregory William Mank. (Great bio of the Bundy Drive Boys–John Barrymoore, W.C. Fields, Errol Flynn, John Decker, John Carradine, etc.)
SINISTER FORCES: THE MANSON SECRET: a grimoire of American political witchcraft by Peter Levenda. (I highly recommend this trilogy of non-fiction books about… Oh, boy, just trust me, it’s good stuff. This is the third and final one; I’ve read the first two and loved them.)
TIME ENOUGH FOR LOVE by Robert Heinlein. (What can I say? Lazarus Long is one bad m**herf**ker –literally.)
Plus, I often reread certain books just for the pleasure of the artistry the author has with language.
Example: DOG SOLDIERS by Robert Stone. I’ve probably read that book seven times since discovering it. The last part of the book, where Hicks is walking down the train tracks, slowly dying (inspired by Neal Cassady’s real life death) is one of the most touching passages ever commited to paper.
Chris, I will definitely check out Alice Sheldon. Any particular book you would recommend I start with?
First of all, most of Sheldon’s best work was written as James Tiptree Jr.–that’s a story in itself. For years, science fiction fans were debating who this mysterious Tiptree was–many thought he might be a moonlighting spy (Sheldon did actually work in military intelligence and later the CIA, though she was never an agent–she’s also one of the few science fiction writers who was a working scientist–Experimental Psychology).
Anyway, as Tiptree’s reputation grew, and the awards began to pile up (never to be claimed by Tiptree in person), it was occasionally suggested he might actually be a she, but this notion was largely derided. She was very embarrassed when she was accidentally ‘outed’ (so were a lot of the people who’d insisted she was male). She didn’t write as a man to get published–there were a number of very successful woman writers in the genre at that point. But she didn’t want to be TYPED as a woman writer, and as Westlake demonstrated more than once, writing under a different name often gives you the freedom to write in a different voice. She wrote some very powerful stuff under her own name, and also as Racoona Sheldon (who ‘Tiptree’ introduced to the world as a new talent he’d discovered)–that work tends to be more overtly feminist.
Anyway, her metier was the short story. Her novels are few, revealing, and far from the best she had to offer. The best single sampling of her work would be the posthumous collection, “Her Smoke Rose Up Forever.”
And yeah, I’ve done the several books at once thing, but never when I’m reading Westlake. Because once I start one of his books, I can’t stop. :)
Thanks, Chris, I’ll read “Her Smoke Rose Up Forever” as a start. She sounds fascinating–she must have had a good sense of humor to use the “Racoona” handle;-) lol
I’m actually the oposite when I discover I’m reading a wonderful new book–I read slowly, savoring every word. Not wanting the experience to end. Anticipating the next installment with … well, anticipation;-) lol
As you are a longtime science fiction fan, I was wondering what you think of Mr. Westlake’s science fiction. I don’t think there are many writers who are truly excellent in different genres.
I haven’t read any of Westlake’s SF yet, unless you count “Humans”, which is more like fantasy, or maybe magic realism. I just ordered a vintage copy of “Anarchaos”. But as you know by now, I basically consider the entire Parker saga an exercise in speculative fiction–what if a wolf got born into the body of a man? ;)
I think there is more to be said about “The Comedy is Finished. It you read the preface carefully, you will see that it says that the similarity to the Scorcese film was only one of the reasons Westlake decided not to publish it, but we aren’t told what the other reasons were. You will also note that the Westlake estate apparently was unaware of this book until Westlake’s friend turned up a copy of the ms. Normally, the estate of an author as prolific as Westlake will include several unpublished mss. I also note that, although the plot is up to a point a very typical Westlake plot, in which plans go awry owing to human failings (sometimes with comic effect, as in the Dortmunder series, and sometimes very seriously, as in the Parker novels), in the last part of the novel a new element is introduced that is not typical Westlake (which, in order not to be a spoiler, I will simply call a highly emotional family story.)
I propose the hypothesis that some of Westlake’s reason for not publishing the novel lay in this last part of the story, about which he had reservations either on artistic grounds (the writing is not as detached as his writing usually is) or (pure guess) because it touched too closely on something personal in his life. If it is the latter, that could also explain why no copy was found among his literary remains. Yes, whole manuscripts can get lost, but that is rare; generally authors are compulsive about saving anything that might eventually prove usable.
I finished it last night, and while it is an unusually personal work for Westlake, I don’t think it’s likely that he’d want it kept permanently from the public on that basis.
I think he just felt like he missed the boat–that there was no point dredging up the 60’s again at such a late date. The book is set in 1977, and that would have been around the right time to bring it out. It’s well worth reading now, with the ‘culture wars’ perhaps more volatile now than ever. Though the revolutionary left seems less and less relevant to those struggles now, much as the reactionary right keeps trying to bring them back to life to serve as bogies. I wonder if Westlake had realized by his death that the fanatics of the right wing had surpassed even the most die-hard 60’s radicals in their capacity for self-delusion?
So how would you rate it in his canon? A must-have or only of you’re a completist?
At this point, I don’t even make that distinction when it comes to anything Westlake wrote under his own name–or as Richard Stark or Tucker Coe. His other aliases may have to wait a while, but I’d say they’d be the ones for the completists.
I’m looking forward to reading more Tucker Coe. The Holt books–I’m a little trepditious; books about actors are not my favorite thing, but I’m sure if anyone can create an interesting actor/protagonist, it’d be Westlake.
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Fascinating speculations. Westlake certainly did like to play his emotional cards as close to the vest as possible. I do think we see hints of his personal life in many of his books, though.
He may have just felt the book was already passe–critiquing an era that was basically over–the idealistic excesses of the 60’s burning themselves out in the 70’s, only to be replaced by the equally excessive self-seeking materialism of the 80’s, and its vapid worship of celebrities–which is really what the Scorsese film is lampooning.
But it is odd that he didn’t keep a copy of the manuscript. Well, better order this one as well.
I’m not sure I exactly support a writer having unpublished work published after his death. He may just have thought the book wasn’t up to his usual high standards. Although from a fan’s perspective I realize it’s awfully attractive to have a new book by a beloved writer to read. I will be reading it soon, and I’ll have a more complete opinion, but I can’t help but wonder if DEW would have been angered over it’s publication.
As for Westlake and Sci-Fi, I think Smoke may possibly veer into the Sci-Fi realm. I also think Smoke and Put a Lid on It may have started off as Dortmunders. I remember reading these between Dortmunders and thinking that. In Smoke’s case, it’s possible he changed the lead characters because he felt the premise went too far into a Sci-Fi or fantasy direction than Dortmunder and crew would normally find themselves in.
We do know Westlake did this previously, as The Hot Rock and Good Behavior were originally started as Parkers.
And I agree Humans is more Magic Realism than Sci-Fi. Sort of like Zelazny’s Lord of Light.
Incidentally, Humans was the “Angel” book I referenced having read but forgotten the title of in an earlier post.
Westlake was well-versed in the history of fiction, and he must have known there could be unpublished manuscripts of his floating around out there that could be published after his death. He never came out and said “I never want this to be published.”
In any event, I would assume its publication had to be cleared with his estate.
Having work we never wanted anyone to see get published after our deaths is not something 99.999999999999999999% of us ever have to worry about, is it now?
Oh, and Zelazny’s Lord of Light is science fiction–not fantasy, not magic realism. Magic realism doesn’t take place on other planets in the distant future. It’s also never published AS science fiction, because seriously why would anyone want to get his novel published as science fiction if he didn’t have to, given the way that genre typically performs in the marketplace?
One of my favorite science fiction novels of all time is Lord of Light. Maybe the Amber books are a mix of fantasy and magic realism, but I honestly think those are SF as well. But honestly, if it’s a good story, who cares what you call it?
My favorite Zelazny is Isle of the Dead. I love the Francis Sandow character. Zelazny also wrote a very good crime novel that was published posthumously, as well, called The Dead Man’s Brother. From that novel one could see Zelazny could easily have had a career in the crime genre.
Are you saying Sci-Fi does not perform well? Wow, that’s hard to believe, as I see so much Sci-Fi in my local Borders. I always though it was roughly on par with Mystery/Crime, and Romance slightly below.
Because the estate OK’d TCIF does not neccessarily translate to DEW was OK with the manuscript being published. One wonders why he didn’t publish it in the 25 or so years after he wrote it. I’ve heard speculation it was because it was too similiar to King of Comedy, but why didn’t he publish it 10 or 15 years after, then?
Lord of Light is not my idea of a typical Sci-Fi novel. It’s genre-breaking in some ways due to it’s exploration of Buddhism, but I agree with you Chris, labels are stupid.
Labels are stupid, but none stupider than ‘Sci-Fi’, an abbreviation all true SF fans still roll their eyes at, as I’m doing right now.
Zelazny loved ancient mythology (he was an expert on it), and I think he really needed to have characters with larger-than-life abilities, which means either SF or Fantasy. He tended to blur the lines between the two quite a bit. No, Lord of Light is not a typical science fiction novel, and the one thing all science fiction worth reading has in common is that it ISN’T typical. Like show me one typical Philip K. Dick novel.
Yes, I’m saying most print science fiction does not perform well, and the more intelligent and ground-breaking it is, the worse it performs. There have been rare exceptions–Dune most notably, but then it got turned into a seemingly endless franchise of badly (and in some cases posthumously) written sequels. And there’s Orson Scott Card. And Lord, I wish there was no Orson Scott Card.
Westlake doesn’t strike me as the type to spend a lot of time looking back on what might have been. He was like the writer’s equivalent of a shark, who had to keep swimming to stay afloat–the book that mattered most was always the next book. And again, I think KoK simply struck him as having missed the boat–it was aimed at a subculture that didn’t meaningfully exist anymore.
Should a writer really have the power to suppress his own work after his death–to decide on posterity’s behalf what it should remember? Leaving aside the fact that Westlake doesn’t seem to have done that–
http://www.pw.org/content/weighing_words_over_last_wishes?cmnt_all=1
Interesting link. Makes you wonder why they were so vehement about it.
Should a writer have final say on the subject? Wow, that’s a hard one. I’m a big fan of John D. MacDonald and his character Travis McGee, and for ages there’s been rumors he had completed a manuscript in which McGee dies, I think the title was supposedly A BLACK BORDER FOR MCGEE. Apparently he used the manuscript as a bargaining chip in contract negotiations with his publishers. Supposedly it still exists somewhere, but he instructed his wife never to publish it after he died. I have enormous respect for JDM and his wishes, but I would probably be the first one in line to purchase it if it ever surfaced. Just being honest.
At heart, I’m a fan.
That’s a bit different, in that it’s a long-running series, and MacDonald obviously didn’t want to kill off the character–wanted us to think of him as still being out there. And it’s just hard to believably end a story that wasn’t designed to be ended, kill a character who isn’t supposed to die. And he left clear instructions with his wife, which clearly Westlake did not do. I honestly think if Westlake had said “I don’t want people to ever see this”, Hardcase would not have gone ahead and published it.
At a certain point in time, a writer of merit has to acknowledge that his work belongs at least as much to posterity as it does to him or her. And with rare exceptions, they’re just grateful posterity gives a damn. ;)