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Print September 28, 2021 8 comments

Killing Zone:
Tarkovsky’s Stalker, Roadside Picnic, & Soviet Censorship

Mark Gullick

Anatoly Solonitsyn as Writer in Stalker.

2,759 words

Czech version here

Every musician that Shostakovich was at the Moscow Conservatory with in one particular year was shot. Every one, on Stalin’s orders. And when he asked . . . why he’d been spared, Stalin said, “Shostakovich can write film music. We need film music. Because we need film. Because with film we can go straight into the mind of the masses!” — Jonathan Bowden, “Hans-Jürgen Syberberg: Leni Riefenstahl’s Heir”

The Soviet authorities spat on my soul. — Andrei Tarkovsky

The Soviet Union was a wretched curse on mankind and, as with traditional curses, it may not be at an end. The USSR’s fanatical Communist ideology crushed the spirit of its people and ultimately murdered millions of them. In terms of what it did to culture, there is no better example of its nihilism than its treatment of artists, although paradoxically, great art still emerged from this failed human experiment despite, rather than because of, the Soviet authorities. As Britain and the United States creep ever closer to a censorious surveillance culture increasingly resembling the USSR, it is instructive to look at one particular work of art and the story of its creation.

Russian filmmaker Andrei Tarkovsky released Stalker in 1979, a film based on one section of a science-fiction novel called Roadside Picnic, written by two brothers, Arkady and Boris Strugatsky. This essay is the story of how both works of art were created despite the best efforts of the Soviet authorities to prevent their release. It may teach us something about the state control of linguistic utterance in these times of “sensitivity readers,” people losing their jobs for using the word “niggardly,” and the British communications watchdog OFCOM (Office of Communications —  Orwell was right about the truncation of official language) issuing a list of forbidden words such as “libtard,” “snowflake,” and “TERF.” This is how the state control of cultural expression begins, but I fear we are a long way from the end.

Stalker is an acknowledged masterpiece of what used to be called “art-house cinema,” a genre which could now usefully be defined as those films which are rendered unwatchable by anyone who has undergone a prolonged exposure to Hollywood. Modern cinema is built around a type of visual epilepsy, a fast-moving collage of rapid jump cuts and short scenes. Stalker contains 142 shots in its 163 minutes. It is graceful, poetic, and visually haunting. For these and other reasons, and as with all Tarkovsky’s work, it troubled the commissars.

The Soviet film authority, the notorious Goskino (Central State Photo-Music Enterprise), was set up in 1922 — around the same time as the Soviet Union itself was established — as a priority. It restricted showings of Stalker (and Tarkovsky’s previous film, the semi-autobiographical Mirror) because of their “strange use of language” (we are reminded of Chairman Mao’s forbidding of jokes and “weird words”). They were both “philosophical” films. Tarkovsky was known for his directorial control as well as his penchant for making many changes to a script. Each version had to be presented to the Goskino.

Stalker was the last film Tarkovsky would make in his homeland. He was sufficiently revered after his death for him to be featured on a postage stamp. For his part, Tarkovsky was bitter about leaving, saying that he “felt like a Russian, but not a Soviet.” Although he made two more films, Nostalgia and Sacrifice, the director never returned from his expatriate home in Italy.

Stalker was Tarkovsky’s second foray into science fiction, a genre he stated he disliked (with the curious exception of The Terminator), having previously adapted Polish author Stanislav Lem’s Solaris. Tarkovsky had hated Stanley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey and was determined not to replicate its gleaming futuristic style in Solaris, producing a rusted, low-tech look which would certainly go on to influence Blade Runner, among others, and saying with reference to 2001, “Let’s make our space-station look like a broken-down bus.”

Stalker is a sci-fi film with no special effects, achieving the sense of the uncanny necessary for good science fiction entirely by suggestion. Both book and film have as a central theme a mysterious “Zone” left by an extraterrestrial visitation, which can be deadly and is now home to alien detritus of value to the authorities and others. Soldiers were sent in but never returned, and now only desperate men known as “stalkers” guide those who wish to enter. While travelling through this cursed land, the stalker explains that “in the Zone, the longer the way, the less risk.” It is a warning that could be applied to the production of art under the Soviet regime.

Artistic censorship and the Soviet Union are inseparable. Lenin, Trotsky, and Stalin may have had ideological differences — Trotsky’s led to his assassination in Mexico via Stalin’s long reach — but the rigid control over art in all its forms was not one of them. But it was not always direct censorship which lessened a film’s impact. When Tarkovsky’s debut, Ivan’s Childhood, won the prestigious Golden Lion award at the Venice Film Festival in 1962, one might think the Soviet authorities would grandstand the fact. Instead, worried the film might be seen as pacifist and so fail to meet their tough Cold War rhetoric, the Soviet programmers marketed it as a children’s film and showed it only in the mornings.

Tarkovsky was well aware that film was vital to Soviet propaganda and that Goskino could be at their most intrusive during the editing stage. As the director pointed out, a poet requires only pencil and paper to produce art — his father Arseny was a poet, and Tarkovsky used a beautiful poem of his in Stalker — and cuts and changes are not too taxing. Cinema, however, is about as different as it is artistically possible to get. Tarkovsky learned to shoot extra-long scenes — even for him — so that when cuts were suggested, he could seem to simply be following orders.

The film itself, however, was one of cinema history’s most troubled productions, and may even have killed its director and some of its stars and crew members. As we shall see, the curse that seemed to lie on its production was in fact the curse of the old Soviet Union, which did not need to actively censor its artists, but whose wretched nature was enough to hobble and even kill them.

The film had to be shot three times. The second reels simply lacked the magic Tarkovsky knew he could produce, but the first shoot was marred by technical problems. The film stock the units were using was Kodak 5247, a new product more or less in its experimental stages, and the first development of the film came back with a deep green shading to every shot. Kodak 5247 would go on to be very popular for dark science fiction movies, including Alien, Blade Runner, and Black Rain, but this being the Soviet Union, Tarkovsky’s stock was faulty and there were even whispers that it was deliberately sabotaged.

But the Zone was to prove an even more deadly territory. The second shoot, which Tarkovsky rejected on artistic grounds, had been shot in an abandoned hydro-electric plant in Estonia, with the final and familiar film mostly shot in and around two similar plants. But some of the scenes set before the characters enter the Zone were shot at an old chemical plant near the center of Tallinn. Years later, Alexander Solonitsyn, a favorite actor of Tarkovsky’s since his lead role in the director’s Andrei Rublev who plays the writer in Stalker; Tarkovsky’s wife (who had been furious to lose the part of the stalker’s wife to another actress); and Tarkovsky himself all died from illnesses almost certainly related to the time they spent in close proximity to hazardous chemical waste during the shoot. There is a scene in the final cut that was made during the first shoot showing a noxious red foam covering a river. While this is intended to be mysterious in the film, it was in reality effluent waste from a pulp plant upstream. The Soviet Union, with no care for health, safety, or ecology, had struck again.

But despite the gruesome Soviet machine, the world of cinema has Stalker. As a film, it is certainly not everyone’s cup of chai, but those who love it, amid the dreary Hollywood pap with its comic-book franchises and increasingly woke screeds, treat it with a reverence reserved for the pantheon of cinematic artistic giants revered by Tarkovsky himself: Ingmar Bergman, Orson Welles, and Tarkovsky’s favorite, Robert Bresson. But what of its source, the novel Roadside Picnic? As you might expect, it too had a difficult rite of passage.

The premise of Roadside Picnic travels into Stalker. Earth has been visited by aliens who only stayed briefly, but they left an area of countryside forever altered, and called by the authorities “the Zone.” Cordoned off, the area contains various types of mysterious objects, things which defy earthly physics and become much prized. The government wants them for research, both ethical and nefarious. Collectors want them for curiosity value and financial gain. Others want these blasphemous things destroyed. The only individuals able to access these powerful curios and enter and leave the Zone and brave its deadly unpredictability are stalkers.

These are men on the cusp of sanity, surrounded by dark myth, who fear, respect, and yearn for a return to the Zone, and we follow stalker Redrich Schuhart for three of the book’s four sections as he plunders a fabulous and deadly treasure trove, always searching for the ultimate alien artifact, the legendary Golden Sphere, which is said to grant the innermost desire of its finder, whether he wants it or not . . .

The novel is about the impotence of science in the face of mystery (which may have angered the hyper-scientistic Soviet authorities), and when science cannot explain it, it becomes scared. Explanation is what science does. The effects of the Zone are not limited to its barricaded territory. The stalkers have mutant children. Curious and terrible things happen to those who travel to the Zone and then return, as well as to the areas they move to and the innocent people in those areas. And always the inventory of mysterious and inexplicable objects grows as the stalkers return with their plunder.

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This is the beauty of the book. It is about the search for meaning with absolutely no clues whatsoever. Everything about the Visitation is a conundrum, including the almost erotic yearning of the stalkers to return to the Zone. Take one of the objects, the highly prized “empty” (which does not feature in the film). An empty is composed of two copperish discs a couple of feet apart, as though they were the two ends of a cylinder. But there is nothing in between the discs. A hand can be passed between them, although the discs cannot be moved with relation to one another under any amount of force. The teasing description of the discarded alien detritus is one of the most entertaining features of the book.

But crafting a masterpiece in any artistic medium in the Soviet Union required talents supplementary to the creative. A small diary by Boris Strugatsky is appended as an afterword to Roadside Picnic, detailing the novel’s genesis. It is an extraordinary document in its own right, and a vital insight into the labyrinth of Soviet censorship. By extension, we should take notice.

It is also steeped in the humor found in many artists under oppressive regimes. The first and most delightful fact is that the word “stalker” was brought into the Russian language by Arkady Strugatsky as a simple etymological derivation from his favorite novel, Rudyard Kipling’s Stalky & Co., the Englishman’s short novel about artful public schoolboys amidst the gathering storms of the First World War.

But it is the struggle with the Soviet censorship board which shows a side to Soviet art which may not be far off in the contemporary West:

I’ve preserved a remarkable document: the page-by-page comments on the novel Roadside Picnic by the language editors. The comments span 18 (!) pages and are divided into sections: “Comments concerning the immoral behavior of the characters,” “Comments concerning physical violence,” and “Comments about vulgarisms and slang expressions.”

One comical feature of the Soviet censorship machine was its fondness for titles which might themselves have benefited from the editor’s pen. The Strugatskys had to deal with both — deep breath — The Central Committee of the All-Union Young Leninist Communist League and The Department of Culture of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union. These people, writes Arkady, were “the Soviet ideological fauna, rulers of destinies, deciders of fates.”

Roadside Picnic took eight years to pass through the hyper-editorial “spiteful commentary” of these ideological fauna, despite Strugatsky considering that the novel “certainly didn’t contain any criticism of the existing order and, on the contrary, seemed to be in line with the reigning anti-bourgeois ideology.” But as the great (and fervently anti-Communist) essayist of our own times, Theodore Dalrymple, has written, “In my study of Communist societies, I came to the conclusion that the purpose of Communist propaganda was not to persuade or convince, nor to inform, but to humiliate . . .”

The point is not — or not only — to produce state-approved literature, but to make the writer know better than he knows himself who are the rulers and who the ruled.

The various nitpickers who read this brilliant novel came up with 93 problematic comments concerning immoral behavior (most concerning drinking), 36 concerning violence, and a staggering 251 on the subject of slang and vulgar expressions. This came from the protectorate of one of the most drunken, violent, and linguistically expressive nations in history. Replace these “problematic” (to use a word popular among today’s censorious Leftists) passages with considerations of race, and the repressive machine of Soviet cultural authority begins to look familiar to us today.

Strugatsky makes a point that echoes down through the decades to our own literary culture, with its cordon sanitaire allowing only the “purest” ideologically unadulterated prose to pass the gate-keepers:

It was once said, and very rightly, that a man who is well brought up may read anything. The only people who boggle at what is perfectly natural are those who are the worst swine and finest experts in filth. In their utterly contemptible pseudo-morality they ignore the contents and madly attack individual words.

Just as we now have an unofficial yet state-sanctioned index prohibitorum relating to what can and cannot be said and shown, so too, as it did with the Strugatsky brothers and countless other authors, this will inevitably mean soul crushing and “an incalculable amount of nervous energy wasted on trivialities.”

So much for the Soviet Union’s treatment of what became one of its most successful literary science fiction exports. Today in the West, novel writing is increasingly policed, but the emphasis is on race — not an issue for a regime interested in a transnational Soviet — and the dirty work is done on behalf of the state by the private sector. Thus, publishing houses on both sides of the Atlantic now employ “sensitivity readers,” apparatchiks who trawl manuscripts for racial quotas and favorable treatment of fictional ethnic minorities. Art can thus only feature content which has been ideologically approved, and cultural artifacts created prior to the present are subject to strict revisionism.

In the end, the existence against the odds of both Stalker and Roadside Picnic is testament to what we might call the Harry Lime Paradox, as Orson Welles’ cinematic portrayal of Grahame Greene’s mercenary drug-dealer in The Third Man explains in a famous scene set on a Ferris wheel. The character Harry Lime explains to Joseph Cotten’s character that great art comes from troubled cultures and vice versa: the Renaissance was birthed via the reign of the Medicis, and the cuckoo-clock stands for Swiss artistic endeavor.

Soviet censorship of art was all-consuming, and it cannot be denied that contemporary Western governments and their water-carriers in the “entertainment industry” are moving towards a state closer to that of the former USSR. This forced jurisdiction is an expression of power rather than any genuine consideration for victimized minorities. The concern of the elites is a bigger fiction than any science fiction novel. Thus freedom dies, by increments, by a gradual drip of state incursion into what should be off-limits to authority of any sort, but rarely is: art. The artist should be king in his own domain, but is rapidly descending to serfdom. As the writer sneers to the stalker: “Here, in the Zone, you think you are a god.”

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8 comments

  1. Stephen Phillips says:
    September 28, 2021 at 3:55 pm

    I like to think I’m a patient man, but I did not enjoy Stalker. It was just way too slow.

     

    1. Nick Jeelvy says:
      September 29, 2021 at 1:40 am

      Russian film, like Russian literature, moves at a slower pace in general. I guess it gives them something to do during the long winter months.

      Personally, I use Solaris to put myself to sleep.

       

      1. Stephen Phillips says:
        September 29, 2021 at 8:23 am

        I have yet to see the original (Solaris). … What did you think of the American remake ?

         

  2. Lord+Snooty says:
    September 28, 2021 at 4:14 pm

    You say that the novel, on which Stalker is based, is about the impotence of science in the face of mystery, but Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey is also a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma. Kubrick’s astronauts were borderline autistic; perhaps that was what irked Tarkovsky.

    Re “Solaris . . . a rusted, low-tech look”:

    A recent sci-fi movie which mined that aspect was Prospect (2018), in which a teenage girl and her father travel to an alien moon with a contract to find gems.

    The interior of their landing pod looks like that of a seventies’ caravan; and their outfits look like early diving suits. A real oddity, with great performances. If you’re into quirky, low-budget films, I recommend it.

  3. DarkPlato says:
    September 29, 2021 at 5:11 am

    I thought it was slow in the first part but picked up later and redeemed itself considerably.  There was this long formless period on a train that seems it could have been edited.  I tried to read the book after seeing the movie and found it unreadable.  I think the movie adds a lot of its own thematic material. It could have had a better title—“stalker” says nothing.  If you have ever seen the movie Cube, I think there is an homage to stalker, when the guys says “I think aliens built it,” meaning the maze they were in.

     

    1. DarkPlato says:
      September 29, 2021 at 5:19 am

      Both movies have the same thematic elements with the maze or whatever serving as a dystopian vision of life, and each individual or type of man confronts it with his own philosophy.

       

    2. DarkPlato says:
      September 29, 2021 at 10:14 am

      Stalker makes you think it’s a movie about hunting or serial killers, depending if you’re from Britain.

       

  4. Vauquelin says:
    September 29, 2021 at 4:13 pm

    A favorite of mine that I have watched yearly since my teenage years. Eduard Artemyev’s memorable score is a mainstay of some of my music playlists. To those who cannot manage to sit through a film like this: my condolences, you seem to have lost something fundamentally human in the continuing onslaught of inhuman pop culture.

     

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