Plot[ edit ] An aircraft carrying 24 young American military school cadet boys returning home crash lands into the sea near a remote, uninhabited, jungle island in the Pacific Ocean.
Ronald Grant Archive When I first read Lord of the Flies at school in Tasmania 50 years ago, I thought — as most boys probably do — that it was simply telling me the story of my life. That life had been short, and quite a bit of it was nasty and brutal.
As children and adolescents, we have an intimate acquaintance with evil. We spend our days either committing acts of violence or recoiling from them; hatred surges through our undeveloped bodies like an electric current. I had to make adjustments to the book.
In the sweaty summers we were all flyblown and, like dogs infested with fleas, exhausted ourselves in brushing them off. My island, however, was cool, not tropical, scantily populated but not deserted.
Neither was it afloat in the Pacific, like the one on which the planeload of schoolboys was wrecked. Instead of a jungle, we had the messy entanglement of the bush, where starving convicts who escaped from the colonial penitentiary in the early 19th century were supposed to have eaten each other.
Marsupial devils snarled in the undergrowth, and Tasmania once had its own species of tiger. Our local mountain was an extinct volcano, higher and more rugged than the one in the novel on which a monster — actually a pilot whose decaying body freakishly twitches back to life when the wind catches his snagged parachute — alights.
Beyond that was the indifferent, empty sea, with Antarctica as the next landfall. The book was his guess about how a posse of privileged louts like those in his classes would behave if released from adult control.
Peter Brook, who directed a film version inthought that his own task was simply to present "evidence", as if in a documentary. The untrained actors hardly needed direction; all that was required was to relieve them of inhibitions and set them loose on an island off Puerto Rico.
Golding allots them three months. Brook believed that, left to their own devices, they would revert to savagery over the course of a long weekend. Back in Tasmania, we managed this regression without having to be elaborately separated from our elders.
We had parents and teachers, but they were hardly a civilising influence, since they relied on fists or sticks to inculcate better manners. Everyone struggled to survive with a Darwinian ferocity, and infantile play was a rehearsal for the warfare of adulthood. Lord of the Flies was, and still is, the kind of novel in which you directly participate.
Stephen King, reading it for the first time, "identified passionately" with Ralph, the would-be parliamentarian who wields the conch and tries to maintain order, as against the predatory Jack, who bedaubs himself with warpaint and leads the orgies of pig-killing.
Of course my natural avatar was Piggy, the plaintive fat boy who was "no chief" but "had brains". Returning to the book now, I find that the character who intrigues me most is Simon, the apparently epileptic visionary who goes to visit the monster in its lair and studies the flies as they worship their rotting lord.
Jack and Ralph are both politicians, belonging to different parties, and Piggy, detached from a reality that he owlishly studies through his specs, is an intellectual.
On the cover for the first edition the boys explore a tropical forest of fronds and creepers that is not at all threatening; they remain in formation as they march along, and although one of them wolfs down a banana, he is still wearing his school cap, which makes up for his rude gluttony.
Though the boys are hunting, they look as unlethal as the Darling children in Peter Pan. The cover introduced in retreats into good taste.
The cover that corresponds most closely to my own feelings about the book is by David Hughes.Peter Brook's film adaptation of William Golding's Lord of the Flies. Photograph: Ronald Grant Archive When I first read Lord of the Flies at school in Tasmania 50 years ago, I thought – as.
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