Satyajit Ray: The Inner Eye [Hardcover]

Andrew Robinson (Author)

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Publication Date: January 11, 1990

"Pather Panchali", the first film in Satyajit Ray's "Apu" trilogy brought world attention to the work of this director. Andrew Robinson views Ray's prodigious achievements from both an Indian and a Western perspective.

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"... an extraordinarily good, detailed and selfless book."--V.S. Naipaul

"I have read this book with profound admiration for its research and the manner in which it has integrated the details. It is an important document as well as a literary contribution."--R.K. Narayan

"...extremely thorough often perceptive and at times highly entertaining."--Salman Rushdie

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About the Author

Andrew Robinson is the author of acclaimed works on Rabindranath Tagore, and the editor of three screenplays by Satyajit Ray. He is literary editor of The Times Higher Education Supplement.

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Product Details

• Hardcover: 429 pages
• Publisher: University of California Press; First American Edition edition (January 11, 1990)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0520069056
• ISBN-13: 978-0520069053
• Product Dimensions: 9 x 6 x 1 inches
• Shipping Weight: 1.4 pounds
• Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (3 customer reviews)
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5.0 out of 5 stars As Great And Vast As Its Subject, September 15, 2006

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David Alston (Chapel Hill, NC, USA) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Satyajit Ray: The Inner Eye: The Biography of a Master Film-Maker (Paperback)

Any serious admirer of Satyajit Ray probably is already aware of this biography; I would also recommend it to general readers: if you aren't already familiar with Ray (I don't know many Americans who are), you will love him by the time you're done with this very engaging and readable critical bio.

Robinson, who had been a friend of Ray's, spent a number of years working on this, and his account of Ray's family and childhood draws upon interviews and conversations, supplemented with material from Ray's own CHILDHOOD DAYS, MY YEARS WITH APU, and other sources. Robinson paints a portrait of a Calcutta overflowing with creative potential - Ray's family connections to Tagore are also detailed, as are the accomplishments of his father and grandfather, and the intellectual independence of his mother, who seemed to strongly influence at least a few of his cinematic characters.

Later on, Robinson engages in a film-by-film analysis of Ray's career, which includes shorts and documentaries. Accessible but well-researched and well-written critiques are followed with some personal impressions, and quotes from varied film critics and other filmmakers: fans of Jean Renoir and Akira Kurosawa will note their presence here, and their influence upon Ray's thinking and career. Robinson locates each film with certain contexts: Indian cinema, the 1950s/60s international arthouse boom, the artistic milieu of Calcutta, and Ray's many international influences and fascinations; the end result is something that will make one want to see (and read) as much of Ray's work as one can get one's hands on.

I'm a big admirer of Ray, but - in it's success in realizing its' ambitions - Robinson has also created one of the greater artistic biographies I've run across - this is a rich and very sophisticated piece of writing which I very highly recommended to all.

-David Alston

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5.0 out of 5 stars Masterly portrait of a master film maker, May 30, 2010

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Phillip Kay (Sydney) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Satyajit Ray: The Inner Eye: The Biography of a Master Film-Maker (Paperback)

The Inner Eye by Andrew Robinson, (I.B.Tauris 2004) is an attempt to deal with an unusual problem: a writer, composer, artist and film maker, of world stature, who created in a relatively obscure language and whose works risk misrepresentation and oblivion without some sort of interpreter, both of the works and the culture which gave them birth. Before looking at the book we have to look a little at the problem.

Satyajit Ray is a name to mention when compiling lists of great film directors, but when you ask around, not that many people have actually seen his films. The early Apu trilogy of films are well known, but Ray made 37 films and most of these are unknown, in India and in the West. The reasons are not far to seek. Ray was a Bengali, a Calcutta man to his core, and he preferred to, needed to, make his films in Bengal, spoken in Bengali. He thus missed out on the millions to be earned in the Bollywood film industry: Bengali is a minority language, and few Indians understand it. On the other hand Ray's films were influenced by Western cinema, and his films have been shown there, but nuances, allusions and references obvious to Bengalis pass unnoticed or puzzle the Western viewer and cannot be conveyed in subtitles.

Another way to consider this situation is to look at Ray as a Bengali might. This is not my viewpoint: both Western and Bengali cultures are alien ones to me. I am merely using my imagination. In Calcutta, one finds, there is not one Satyajit Ray but many.

Ray is a best selling and enormously popular author who excelled at detective, science fiction and children's literature, and made his living by writing it. His stories and characters are not just popular, but are known, in a way only possible where an oral culture lingers on. Western influence was strong on Ray, who admired the great British writer Arthur Conan Doyle enormously. It is said one can find fans of the stories who don't even know Ray made films. Ray was also a critic, whose writings on cinema, including his own cinema, is as perceptive as his films.

Ray had an earlier career as a graphic designer. His typefaces are still used, his book jackets are famous. As well, many of his stories are accompanied by his own illustrations, which are loved in their own right. He was an excellent calligrapher and many viewers are familiar with his work through the titles of Ray's films. Each one of his films was first created in a storyboard format with each scene sketched in: each book a work of art.

Ray is a prominent composer fluent in both Western and Indian modes and self taught. He composed the scores of most of his films and is one of the major artists in that genre. Ray was also a song writer of genius, something he could have turned into a fortune by writing for the Bollywood market, but didn't. Song is something hard to classify: the place of song, filmi song, in Indian culture is quite unique. Ray's songs are sung in the streets by those not swamped by Western rock music.

Ray was a man of two cultures and his art is the product of their meeting and at times their conflict. Like the Anglo-Indian of Kipling's time he fell between two cultures, not Indian enough for the Indians, too Indian for the Westerner. To the isolation of genius was added the breadth of cultural interests that few could share with him. To the lovers of the all singing, all dancing Indian film and the Western action film alike, Ray's films are too slow: not enough songs or fantasy for one, not enough car chases or exploding buildings for the other.

Robinson's book tackles the job of interpretation as well, and as badly, as one might expect. It is a very difficult job he has set himself. It has the advantage of including many personal interviews with Ray and his actors, and includes the usual scholarly appendages: notes, bibliography, glossary and filmography.

The bulk of the book is devoted to the Ray most Westerners know, the film maker. Robinson looks at all 37 films chronologically, though some are grouped thematically: comedies, musicals, detective and documentaries. We also learn about some unmade films, including the film that became E.T., the script of which was stolen from Ray and ended up, several years later, on Spielberg's table (Spielberg didn't feel the guilt that Lucas felt for appropriating Kurosawa's Hidden Fortress and denied any connection between his and Ray's film: not cultural imperialism but agressive business practice).

Half a dozen pages outlining each film's action, while hardly redundant, seemed unsatisfactory to me. The impact of Ray's films is not primarily made by the events that are depicted but by delineation of character and the exploration of each character's reaction to events and other people. Of course these precis are not intended to substitute for viewing the film but they'll be forgotten long before you see it. What they try to do is give a verbal picture of each film's ambiance and provenance, something that viewing a single frame could do more powerfully and evocatively. Other facts, such as the novel or story from which Ray's script evolved, how the actors were cast, who financed each film, how certain scenes were shot, all this is fascinating for the films you've seen and loved, not so much for ones you haven't seen. My overall feeling about this section of the book is that reading about films is a poor substitute for seeing them. I found most valuable those comments that explain cultural contexts that aren't familiar in the West, such as the expected relationship between wife and husband's 'brother' or close male relative who becomes something like the wife's own brother, overcoming conventions of purdah where appropriate. This adds a dimension to what happens between Charu and Amal in Charulata for example. I would have liked to read more of this kind of thing. But I realise summing up an entire culture in an aside in a chapter of a book is not possible. Best go there and live there for a while: you'd learn a lot more a lot more quickly. I began to realise a lot of my dissatisfaction was inherent in the actual written form. There was nothing more Robinson could do having decided to write a book (rather than, say, film a documentary).

One thing that did emerge was the extraordinary stature Ray had in the culture. Despite his achievements he was very much the junior member of a very highly esteemed family; his father and grandfather are still household names in Bengal. The second thing emerging from the details Robinson gave was that Ray's was an uncommercial cinema, meaning there was rarely a big budget. When Ray wanted a big star, like Uttam Kumar in Nayak, he got one (Kumar apparently accepted 10% of his usual fee for the chance to work with Ray) but usually he didn't want a big star. Stars became big by working with Ray. Ray's films in certain respects (including production) can be compared to Bergman's or Woody Allen's. Because of his stature Ray was given autonomy over how the films were made, but at the same time he wasn't risking millions of dollars either. The third point to emerge was Ray's amazing range of talents. He had autonomy because he could script, compose, design sets and publicity material (including titles), cast, direct, photograph, edit footage and act ' and do all of these as well or better than anyone else on the project. It made sense to give him autonomy. And lastly one can see that Ray needed autonomy because the films were personal. They expressed his views, philosophy, culture and knowledge of human nature. Not many artists have explored human nature so deeply (a fact totally irrelevant to the folk who go to the cinema to see what it's like when a machine gun bullet goes through someone's eyeball and out the back of their head: the depiction of which Ray would consider a time wasting non-event. But there you go; different strokes for different folks).

The remaining third of Robinson's book is partly biographical, partly a critical summing up. His early life, relationship to his mother, early career, relationship to Tagore, personal hobbies (collecting books and Western classical records, reading scores). There is a chapter on Ray as writer (some of his books are now available in English translation). And one on Ray as film maker.

Overall the book is as comprehensive as it needs to be. I would have liked more detail of Bengali cultural mores and more on Ray's books and less on Ray's films, which really need to be seen to be appreciated. But I realise you have to start somewhere. Perhaps Robinson's book will alert readers that Ray made more than the Apu films (though leaving them with the frustration of finding copies in good condition with readable subtitles). Summing up a genius offers poor rewards. Robinson's book is a starting point, an observation I have a feeling would please him, but Ray needs to be seen and read through his own works. He can himself teach you most of what you need to know to appreciate his achievement.

Personal cinema is not unusual (though always unlikely given the form). Bergman's psychodramas, Fellini's trips to the subconscious, Ozu's vignettes of social interactions that offer unbelievable subtleties of nuances of behaviour ' and Ray's films, with the most complete depiction of human emotions ever attempted in cinema: not the yelling and screaming that others see as profound, but emotions like dismay, trust, indecision, veiled contempt, the stuff that drives our day.

Most of us are interested in the rest of us; people watching is fun. And Ray's films are entertaining, once you realise that they're about real people, not cardboard cutouts (which are entertaining too of course). They say that when Ray died, Calcutta almost came to a standstill. That's a big thing, this is Calcutta we're talking about. Let's hope the rest of the world realises what a good thing it's lost.

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5.0 out of 5 stars A treasure of information!, June 18, 2007

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This review is from: Satyajit Ray: The Inner Eye: The Biography of a Master Film-Maker (Paperback)

I cannot think of a more definitive biography than this one! The biography of a master filmmaker is of remarkable detail. Uncommon extras, from something as simple as a section on the maternal and paternal family tree to a page devoted to the pronounciation and origin of the name Satyajit Ray.

Another unusual detailed section is NOTES. The notes refer to a reference line or quote and it's source, publication and date. If the section refers to the Apu Trilogy, then any quotes are clearly identified. Another feature is the glossary of words taken from the book, the languages are Bengali and other Indian languages.

You will also get a complete Filmography and Bibliography, and the book includes a definitive index.

The biography begins with his early life 1921 to his life as a commercial artist and critic. What I believe to be his most famous work, The Apu Trilogy, is well documented and a synopsis is included.

There is plenty of insight into his others, The Music Room, The Goddess, Three Daughters, Kanchenjungha, The Expedition, The Big City, The Lonely Wife, The Coward, and The Hero, Calcutta Trilogy, Distant Thunder, Chess Players, and more.

And, there is more! This is a wonderful reference to one of the greatest movie directors in history. And, he is also a composer!

The version has been updated to cover his death in 1992 and the Ray legacy. A quote on the book from Films and Filming reads: 'A glorious book, a feast of research and insight'

If you haven't seen a Satyajit Ray film, do so and read about it here within 420 pages. ......Rizzo