TIFF Books On Film | The Reluctant Fundamentalist, Mohsin Hamid

reluctant_fundamentalist_xlgThere’s a line in the film adaptation of Mohsin Hamid’s The Reluctant Fundamentalist (movie on Rotten Tomatoes | book on Goodreads) that I absolutely love. A teacher in Pakistan speaks to his students about the American dream and asks, “Is there a Pakistani dream? One that doesn’t involve immigration?” As a Filipino who immigrated to Canada, that line struck a chord in me. The character was speaking about Pakistan, but it’s a question that is just as relevant to the Philippines and, I imagine, to many other countries worldwide. Even more powerful, I watched the movie last March 3 at TIFF Bell Lightbox, during the TIFF Books on Film series, and the author had flown in all the way from Pakistan to speak with Eleanor Wachtel after the film. Speaking about the line I loved, Hamid said, “It’s not that there should or shouldn’t be a Pakistani dream, but that Pakistanis should dream whatever the hell they want.”

Hamid’s point was that Pakistanis shouldn’t be lumped together into a single ideology, and indeed his story argues against fundamentalism of any kind. The result is richly textured, highly ambiguous, utterly real characters whose story just blew me away. The Reluctant Fundamentalist is about a Pakistani man named Changez (Riz Ahmed) who is living the American dream as a Wall Street executive — he is brilliant and ruthless, cold-heartedly suggesting companies cut a large section of their workforce to save on costs. In many ways, he has everything to love about America and the opportunities it has given him to escape the comfortable yet less affluent life he had in Pakistan with a poet father. Yet when 9/11 happens, he faces a crisis of identity and an indefinable urge to return to his roots.

Hamid doesn’t shy away from uncomfortable material. When Changez first hears of the collapse of the World Trade Towers, he sits on his hotel bed in the Philippines, half in shock, and smiles. The effect is chilling — we are so used to the proper, understandable response to 9/11 that seeing a hero smile at the news makes us unsure what to think. It wasn’t a smile of evil, and I’m not sure how to describe it, but bravo to Ahmed for pulling off the scene with such complexity that we as viewers are compelled to dig deeper rather than immediately condemn him. In the film, Changez confesses his reaction to 9/11 to an American reporter (Liev Shrieber), who looks at him with disgust. It’s not that he was happy, Changez explains. Who could be happy at the death of so many people? It was just at that moment, there was a sense of satisfaction at arrogance brought low. Didn’t the reporter ever feel that?

In his interview after the film, Hamid explained that he got the idea for the scene from seeing the reaction at his gym in London when news of 9/11 broke on the TV screens. “What kind of gym was this?” a horrified Wachtel asked. Hamid joked it was an Al Qaeda training facility but immediately explained that it was a regular gym, and that the faces of the people he saw reacting much like Changez did were from a variety of backgrounds. Obviously, he explains, none of them were actually thrilled at so many people dying, but that split second satisfaction intrigued him, and he wanted to write it into his book. “One of my themes as a writer is to re-complicate what has been oversimplified,” Hamid told Wachtel, and indeed Reluctant Fundamentalist does just that. It raises much more questions than it answers, and is immensely more powerful for it.

Reluctant Fundamentalist is somewhat unusual in that Hamid himself collaborated on the adaptation, so it was great hearing his insights into the different mediums. For example, he said that both versions employed ambiguity but in very different ways. He joked that the film version of ambiguity lay in its lack of English subtitles for the lines in Urdu. The lack of subtitles wasn’t a big deal through most of the movie until one of the final scenes where, after a climactic moment, the protagonist Changez gives a long, impassioned speech in Urdu, other characters nodding sagely at his words and I wondering if the mystery around his words was deliberate. Apparently not, since the first thing Hamid did after the film was translate the speech for members of the audience who “don’t speak Urdu and may be wondering how the film ended.” (Hamid did say that the DVD had subtitles, so this might have just been a one off fluke.)

Listening to Hamid talk about the making of the film was such a great opportunity to glimpse behind the scenes and see how what worked so well in a book was adapted to work well in such a different way in film. Hamid said that for him, a successful film adaptation was not a literal translation of the book to the screen, and that it had to be different in order to take into account its different medium. Unlike film, “in a book, there’s a greater space for creative co-imagination for the reader,” Hamid said. “Novels invite the reader to create their own story.” Hamid has a great respect for both mediums and particularly for how the differences between the two allow for different, yet equally rich, storytelling experiences. When asked what his favourite thing about the film was, Hamid cited the music, because “it’s so deeply important and different from what I do.”

I haven’t read the book. After the movie, I want to, though given some of the changes in the adaptation that I actually really like (for example, Changez’s girlfriend is much stronger in the movie, due to director Mira Nair’s desire to portray strong women, and also the movie continues Changez’s story far beyond what the book covered), I think I might end up liking the movie more. Still, I love the story and I’d love to see how it’s interpreted on the page. The book is available at the TIFF store, along with the other titles on the TIFF Books on Film series.

Next up on TIFF Books on Film series is on March 31, 7 pm, about filmmaker Agnieszka Holland on her adaptation of Henry James’ Washington Square, about the conflict between a sheltered young woman and her domineering father in the high society of 1850s New York. For the full schedule of TIFF Books on Film 2014 and details on how to purchase tickets, see the TIFF website.

The Reluctant Fundamentalist and all the books in the TIFF Books on Film series are available at the TIFF store.

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Thank you to TIFF for a ticket to see The Reluctant Fundamentalist with Mohsin Hamid at the Books on Film series in exchange for an honest review.

On Bookseller Encounters

There’s a quote in Gabrielle Zevin’s The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry that I absolutely love: “People are attached to their bookstores… It matters who placed A Wrinkle in Time in your twelve-year-old daughter’s nail-bitten fingers…” It got me thinking about bookstores and booksellers, and of librarians as well, and how much a chance encounter for them may end up being a profound moment in someone else’s life.

I grew up in the Philippines, where we didn’t have many independent bookstores, at least any that I’m aware of. I vaguely remember once visiting a tiny shop that specialized in Philippine literature near the Ateneo de Manila University, but I can’t remember the name or where it was exactly.

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The chain bookstores however — National Bookstore, Goodwill Bookstore, and later on Powerbooks and Fully Booked — played a significant role in my childhood. My mom, a lifelong book lover, instilled in my sister and myself a love for books, and we’d spend many weekends checking out the new releases. My mom formed many friendships in bookstores, and after she died, my aunt had the unenviable task of breaking the news to all the booksellers who wondered why my mom hadn’t been in their shop lately.

I grew up viewing bookstore visits as treats, and among my mom’s many legacies is that my sister and I still end up dropping by a bookstore at least once a week. Living in Toronto is a particular treat, with so many bookstore options (Glad Day! Bakka Phoenix! Type Books! and of course, Indigo!) and so many bookish events.

I remember a few years ago, seeing on Twitter how a bookseller (I think it was Christopher Sheedy from Re:Reading?) had a customer who refused to buy her daughter a book that the child really wanted. If I remember correctly, the mother’s reasoning was that the book would be a waste of money. Horrified at the statement and feeling for the child, the bookseller gave them the book for free, just so the little girl would be able to read the book. That story stuck with me, and I’d love to think that the child grows up always treasuring that book and always remembering the nice bookseller who showed her that a love for books is worth nurturing.

Unlike my mom, I never really took the time to chat with booksellers. I often knew what I wanted (the latest Sweet Valley, the new John Grisham) and I preferred solitude when browsing. That changed when I moved to Canada and particularly when I became a bookseller myself for a while. Now I enjoy asking booksellers for their personal favourites and, while I see a few deer-in-the-headlights reactions, I’ve also discovered quite a few amazing titles.

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On a recent trip to Vancouver, I dropped by new indie The Paper Hound (gorgeous shop and if I lived there, I’d totally clean out their Agatha Christie selection) and asked bookseller Rod for the best book he’d read recently. Long John Silver, by Bjorn Larsson, he said (Kirkus Review here) then threw me for a loop by asking me the same question. I’ve asked quite a few booksellers for the best book they’ve read recently, but it was the first time a bookseller had been interested in what I’d been reading myself that I loved. Other booksellers asked what I liked reading, in general, so they can recommend me something great, but Rod’s reaction struck me because he wasn’t asking as a bookseller (he didn’t have Long John Silver in stock himself) but as a fellow reader, and if I lived in Vancouver, The Paper Hound would definitely become a favourite spot.

I did have a bookseller encounter as a child that stuck with me, and when I read that line about remembering booksellers in A.J. Fikry, this is what I remembered: We were in Goodwill Bookstore, and the owner (President/CEO?) was there. It turned out he knew my dad, so he told me to choose a book — any book — and he’d give it to me for free. I don’t remember the man’s name, or how he looked, but I do remember how I felt at his words. I rushed down the aisles, searching for the one book I would choose. After a few agonized minutes, I came back with Sweet Valley Kids #29, Andy and the AlienIt’s a good book, though probably not my favourite Sweet Valley title, and worse, I later discovered I already owned a copy. I wish I could say I treasured that book, but the truth is, I pretty soon moved on to other Sweet Valley Kids books. I do treasure that memory, however. Years later, and I can still feel that sudden burst of joy, that ensuing panic at the time constraint, and the most glorious sensation of being overwhelmed by a bookstore.

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Goodwill Bookstore later cut back on its literary offerings, and began focusing more on textbooks, trade titles and office supplies. I don’t know if they’re still around, and even if they are, it’ll now be a very different store from the one I raced around in search of Andy and the Aliens. But that memory will always stay with me, so to that nice man who created such a memory for a young booklover: Thank you. 

And to all booksellers and librarians creating similar memories for children around the world: Kudos.

What’s your most memorable encounter with a bookseller?

Review | The Geek’s Guide to Dating, Eric Smith

17568806Calling all geeks! Ever wonder how to catch the eye of that gorgeous fellow geek? In this hilarious guide to dating, Eric Smith takes the geeky reader through the various stages of getting the date then beginning a relationship (or, reality check: possibly moving on) after that date.

The chapter titles are given geeky titles, mapping the dating landscape like an old school 1980s video game with some fun Star Trek and Star Wars references thrown in. “Engage, Player One” sets the ball rolling, and “Do or Do Not: There is No Try” gives tips on how to screw up the courage to ask someone out.

The book offers some pretty common sense tips on dating: start a conversation rather than a debate, clean out the junk in your car before picking your date up, put some effort into your outfit, and so on. There’s even a primer on how to kiss someone, though Smith cautions: “This isn’t the Konami code here, and trying to make out according to these directions (Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right) would only make things weird.”

Still, what sets this book apart, and makes it so much fun, is that all the tips are couched in geeky language — video game terms and science fiction references. A section on choosing the right wingman, for example, accords a number of points per option: a “Sharp Eye for Style” gets him “+250 to Armor”. A list of scenarios with tips on how to deal with them includes meeting someone at a video game store, or improving your online dating profile. I admit some of the references completely went over my head (what’s a “Kolinahr”?), but Googling them just added to the fun.

Minor complaint is that the book is completely geared to male geek readers. Smith does address this in the beginning of the book, and explains that while the text is ostensibly directed at males, a lot of the tips are equally applicable to female geeks. Fair enough, but as a female geek, I would have loved to see at least a gender neutral geek guide to dating, and if the tips are applicable to both genders anyway, why not write them as such? Or perhaps add some chapters dedicated to challenges particular to geeks from each gender. Or, on that note, someone please write a female geek’s guide to dating. Given how many books and publications on geekdom are already geared towards male geeks, it would be nice to have one written with a female geek audience in mind. Any female geek humourists up to the challenge?

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Thank you to Random House of Canada for a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.