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The basis for the powerful documentary narrated by Benedict Cumberbatch, Lewis's memoir of the Italian city after Nazi occupation is a "masterpiece" (Will Self). "Vivid, lucid, elegant, often funny," Naples '44 is the starkly human account of the true cost of war as seen through the eyes of a young, untested man who would never again look at his world the same way (The New York Times Book Review). With his gift for linguistics, Norman Lewis was assigned to the British Intelligence Corps' Field Security Service, tasked with reforming civil services, dealing with local leaders, and keeping the peace in places World War II had devastated. After a near-disastrous Allied landing at Salerno, Italy, Lewis was stationed in the newly liberated city of Naples. But bringing the city back to life was unlike anything he had been prepared for. Much of the populace was far from grateful, stealing anything they could, not only from each other but also from those sent to help them. Local vendettas and endless feuds made discerning friend from Nazi collaborator practically impossible, and turned attempts at meting out justice into a farce. And as the deprivations grew ever harsher, a proud and vibrant people were forced to survive on a diet of prostitution, corruption, and a desperate belief in miracles, cures, and saviors. But even through the darkness and chaos, Lewis evokes the essential dignity of the Neapolitan people, their traditions of civility, courage, and generosity of spirit, and the indefatigable pride that kept them fighting for life during the greatest calamity in human history. Praised by Graham Greene as "one of the best writers . . . of our century," Norman Lewis presents a portrait of Naples that is a "lyrical, ironic and detached account of the tempestuous, byzantine and opaque city in the aftermath of war" (Will Self). His Naples '44 "reads like prose . . . sings like poetry" (The Plain Dealer). … (more)
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He and his colleagues are supposed to be investigating Nazi collaborators, but find themselves bombarded with allegations - some true, some based on dislike of a neighbour, some intended to get rid of a rival (in legitimate or illegitimate business). He comes to love Italy, although it's clear that far from all of his colleagues share his attempts to understand the place or to behave respectably.
This is wonderfully written, whether Lewis is describing an air-raid ("The windows blew in, the blackout screens flapping like enormous bats across the room") or the eruption of Vesuvius: The lava was moving at a rate of only a few yards an hour, and it had covered half the town to a depth of perhaps thirty feet. A complete, undamaged cupola of a church, severed from the submerged building, jogged slowly towards us on its bed of cinders. The whole process was strangely quiet. The black slagheap shook, trembled and jerked a little and cinders rattled down its slope. A house, cautiously encircled and then overwhelmed, disappeared from sight intact, and a faint, distant grinding sound followed as the lava began its digestion.
But it's more than just a travel book with an unusual angle. I couldn't help thinking that its portrait of life as a foreign occupier - friendly but out of one's depth in the local society - has a lot of resonance with more current situations.
This in-depth exposure to Arabic, despite the author’s relatively lack of formal education … he never attended college… led to his discovering an aptitude for languages, and he was a gifted linguist, speaking French, Spanish, Arabic, Russian, German, and Italian. This early entry, in WWI, into a ’spying career” also led to his recall, in the second world war into the Field Security Service, rather than Secret Service – the author himself said, the difference being the FSO’s actually "got their boots dirty" – and as Lewis mentions, rather smugly in the book, he was issued with a pass that bore the legend; "The bearer is entitled to be in any place, at any time and wearing any uniform he chooses” …so he did indeed, just go wherever he liked, and this allowed him to get the material and experiences that he later used to write what is considered his masterpiece, Naples '44. After a rather logical deployment in North Africa, to use his Arabic, he was deployed – and subsequently, with his colleagues, totally ignored - to the USA Headquarters of General Clark for the invasion of Italy, landing at Salerno.
Clark was subsequently criticized by British historians and General Montgomery for the near-failure of the landings at Salerno, as a result of poor planning and at one stage, the author states, the General actually planned to withdraw from the hard-won beach-head, deserting his own men and retreating to the off-shore battle fleet. Clark's conduct of operations remains controversial, particularly his later actions in ignoring orders from his Army Group Commander and rapidly advancing towards Rome to be the first to enter and thereby allowing a large number of German troops to escape. Lewis also mentions his horror at the order passed to the troops that any Germans surrendering were to be killed by the US troops using the butts of their rifles. War, of course is brutalizing and provides the evidence that all of us can become dehumanized by it and discards our morals.
But not – by his own and his contemporaries accounts – not Lewis, who as rapidly as he becomes disenchanted by his peers becomes enamored of the Italians, those starving, grasping, mafia exploited “scugnizzi’ of Naples he meets and treats.
The author evidences his compassion and that engages ours.
His account of the workings of Italian courts are vivid, sometimes heartbreaking, as when a father of three is jailed for a year for having army rations. Or when a woman is raped because there are army blankets in her apartment. His descriptions of soldiers, such as the Canadians who use first names with their superior officers, are perceptive, often amusing.
Here's his definition of democracy after Mussolini: "The glorious prospect of being able one day to choose their rulers from a list of powerful men, most of whose corruptions are generally known and accepted with weary resignation" (169)
The author was sent over with British forces to Naples - in a state of ruin,
And in this case, saying a Brit is pretty much saying a
Again, the author is brilliant at writing the vignettes (orphan kids fighting for survival, the various approaches to sex for pay, the rarity of a good meal, ...) paint that quaint society pushed to the limits of survival, and how the efforts to police it could only go so far.