84 Culture The Economist March 26th 2022
land,buthisactionssuggesttheopposite.
Thebookthatmostclearlysawwhere
Putinismwasheadingwasnota historyor
biographybuta novel.“DayoftheOprich
nik”byVladimirSorokin,a Russianauthor
livinginexile,issetin2028.TheRussiait
depictsseemstoexistintwotimeframes
atonce,futuristictechnologyjostlingwith
medievalbarbarityandobscurantism.The
countryiswalledofffromEuropeandthe
tsarhasbeenrestored.Hiswordislaw,but
even he must “bow and cringe before
China”, which (along with gas exports)
propsuptheeconomy.Theoprichnikof
thetitleisoneofhiselitehenchmen—the
namecomesfromanorderofpitilessen
forcers under Ivan the Terrible. Their
methods are murder and torture, their
sidelinesextortionandtheft.
Publishedin2006,MrSorokin’ssatiri
caldystopiahascometoseemmorepre
scientthanoutlandish.Thedetailsaregro
tesque,butalso,sometimes,horriblyfa
miliar.Inthestory,whenthewallwasbuilt
“opponents began to crawl out of the
crackslikenoxiouscentipedes”—imagery
thatanticipates MrPutin’sdehumanisa
tionofhiscriticsasgnats.Chillingly,when
theoprichniksgatherfora debauch,oneof
theirtoastsis“HailthePurge!”n
Celebritymarriages
Such sweet sorrow
I
nfebruary 1940 LaurenceOlivierand
Vivien Leigh attended the 12th Academy
Awards ceremony. Olivier was nominated
as best actor for his performance as Heath
cliff in “Wuthering Heights”; Leigh won
the best actress Oscar for her turn as Scar
lett O’Hara in “Gone With The Wind”. Two
months later, the lovers embarked on an
American theatre tour as Romeo and Juliet.
Four months after that, having finalised di
vorces from their previous spouses, they
were able to get married. That all happens
within four pages of Stephen Galloway’s
new joint biography. It must have seemed
that the couple were leading the most
charmed of lives.
The theme of the book, though, is that if
(as its subtitle has it) this was “the romance
of the century”, the runnersup must have
been horrible. Leigh overdosed on seda
tives while making “Gone With The Wind”,
a notoriously long, gruelling and calamity
strewn production. When she won her
Oscar, Olivier was “insane with jealousy”,
he admitted. Reviews of their “Romeo and
Juliet” were, he lamented, crushing in their
“sheer, savage, merciless cruelty”.
And the wedding was “a shambles”. The
bride and groom argued throughout their
90mile journey to the ceremony. The jus
tice of the peace was so drunk that he got
their names wrong and wound up with a
shout of “Bingo!” The tone was set for their
20year marriage. Noel Coward, a long
term friend, summed up its later days in
his diary: “Their life together is really hid
eous,” he wrote. They were “scrabbling
about in the cold ashes of a physical pas
sion that burnt itself out years ago...They
are eminent, successful, envied and
adored, and most wretchedly unhappy.”
When their careers separated them,
they wrote agonised letters wishing they
were together again. When reunited, they
were racked by envy, resentment, exhaus
tion, infidelities, money worries, miscar
riages, alcoholism and, in her case, tuber
culosis. Leigh craved company, and threw
endless parties in their Oxfordshire coun
try home; Olivier wanted to be alone. He,
meanwhile, was fixated on scaling ever
higher peaks as an actor and director. After
they divorced in 1960 Olivier had three
children with his next wife, Joan Plow
right. Leigh had still not got over him when
she died in 1967.
“Truly Madly” is not revelatory. Relying
on extensive quotes from previous biogra
phies, and reports in film magazines and
newspapers, the book is a wellresearched
survey of previous writing about the cou
ple. Mr Galloway’s personal preoccupation
is Leigh’s bipolar disorder, which prompt
ed frequent manic episodes. He interviews
various psychiatric specialists, and em
phasises that her violent outbursts arose
from a severe illness and not, as Coward
put it, because “she has always been spoilt
and when she fails to get her own way she
takes to the bottle and goes berserk.”
Perhaps she and Olivier each needed a
more stable helpmate. For all the trauma,
though, they were wellmatched in some
ways. Olivier directed Leigh in several hit
plays, and Leigh, a voracious reader, con
tributed numerous (uncredited) ideas to
his productions. Their tumultuous rela
tionship appears to have enriched their
performances, too.
It is hard to say if life was imitating art
or vice versa when Leigh played Lady Mac
beth, Anna Karenina, and Blanche DuBois
in “A Streetcar Named Desire”, but she and
Olivier saw the parallels between their
marital strife and their characters’ predica
ments. “It was Vivien’s illness that made
Olivier the great actor he became,” Simon
Callow, another actor, tells the author. “He
was forced to engage with overpowering
emotions and to acknowledge that will
power was not the solution to everything.”
Something worked, anyway. Leigh won
a second Oscar for “A Streetcar Named De
sire”. Olivier won two for producing and
starring in “Hamlet”, plus countless other
awards. His achievements, especially,
were prodigious, and he and Leigh were
hailed as the king and queen of British the
atre. Unfortunately, as in the Shakespeare
plays they made their own, royaltywasthe
stuff of tragedy as well as romance.n
Life and art imitated one another in the explosive union of two stars
Truly Madly. By Stephen Galloway.
Grand Central Publishing; 416 pages; $30.
Sphere; £25
Love and other demons