Confessions of a Thug | |||||
Philip Meadows Taylor | |||||
Oxford University Press, 557 pages | |||||
A review by Georges T. Dodds
I'll get to all the reasons why Confessions of a Thug is a great literary work in the next paragraph, but
first I'll tell you why it deserves a review here and why you'll want to read it.
Taylor's book is bursting forth with exotic adventure -- no wonder it was a huge bestseller in 1839. We first meet
Ameer Ali when his family is slaughtered by Thugs, and only the Thug leader's intervention and adoption of Ameer save
him from a similar fate (this becomes quite ironic when an adult Ameer's attempt to replace a lost son are shattered
by Thuggee code). He quickly forgets and soon whole-heartedly joins the group. He is initiated into the beliefs,
tactics and roles of the Thug: the sotha who lures the unsuspecting victim(s) into a trap, the bhuttote
who performs the ritual strangulation, the lugha who has gone ahead and prepared the bhil (grave). He
quickly catches on, and rises swiftly in the ranks through his bravery. Whether he is fighting tigers, double-crossing
corrupt officials, leading Thug operations or advanced army troops bent on plunder, releasing damsels in distress
or avoiding love-struck ones bent on seducing him, trading stolen goods for gold or silver, Ameer Ali is always in
the thick of adventure and intrigue. Ali is a straight-arrow kinda guy (albeit a mass-murderer), tempted in various
ways, but strong enough to be a man of honour and to punish the wicked and perverse when appropriate. He and his
associates are much more than simply cold-blooded killers; they are emotional men who can be devastated when forced
to kill a child or innocent young woman and who are ready to risk everything to punish evil sadists and torturers (of
which there were plenty).
Confessions of a Thug was certainly not the first English novel set in India, but it was the first to refrain from
treating Indian culture and society from a racist, Euro-centric point of view. From all appearances, while Taylor himself
was an almost Elliott Ness-like character in terms of cleaning up the Thug problem in 1830s India, he was apparently
fairly open-minded about other cultures (he married a half-Indian princess, something that must have been fairly
controversial in 1832). Besides the plentiful peripheral details of early 19th century Indian culture, what
makes Confessions of a Thug such a good read is that, unlike many authors of his era, Taylor keeps his
comments in Ameer Ali's narrative very brief, and on a strictly secular level. Taylor places very few value
judgments on Ali's religion or Thuggee code, except inasmuch as they contravene British order and security
concerns. Ameer Ali and his Thug associates aren't depicted as moral degenerates, barbarians, psychopaths, or
sadistic thrill-seekers -- they are men with a code of honour, a respect for leaders, and a ritualized practice
of mass murder in which they believe they are tools of the goddess Bhowanee -- they are simply
agents of Fate. One might argue that this is a convenient way of rationalizing mass murder, but the Thugs made
their kills cleanly by strangulation and/or breaking the neck of their victims, and unlike some of the non-Thug
characters portrayed in Confessions of a Thug, did not practice torture, sadism or rape, and seldom killed
women or children. Taylor wonders at, and cannot explain within his own societal context, Ali's pride and evident
lack of remorse, but nonetheless doesn't moralize about it. He even presents Ali as a loving, kind and respectful
husband and father. Taylor also finds it remarkable that for all the violence associated with the Thuggee cult,
Hindus and Moslems co-exist within it with no animosity.
Confessions of a Thug is a novel, but from all accounts the book is more a docudrama or expanded police
report than a novel -- but then truth is often stranger and more exciting than fiction. Patrick Brantlinger, in
his introduction, finds that Confessions of a Thug has much more in common with Norman Mailer's The Executioner's Song (about executed
murderer Gary Gilmore) than with bestselling
novels of arch-criminals by Taylor's contemporaries like William Harrison Ainsworth's Rookwood (1834) and Jack Sheppard (1840). When
I first sighted Taylor's book, I hesitated in picking it up since much of the late Gothic era literature I had read in
the past, while not without its rewards, was painfully melodramatic, with page-long sentences of arcane construction
and tortuously slow-moving plots. Taylor's book, on the other hand, is presented in an unambiguous manner with linear (chronological)
plotting, and a simple, straight-forward English, which any reader of modern imaginative literature would have
absolutely no trouble with.
If you derive any enjoyment from adventure literature whatsoever, you'll want to read this book. Once you've
read it, then you'll realize what a debt authors like Rudyard Kipling, Talbot Mundy, Mark Channing, "Ganpat" and others have to Taylor.
You'll also realize that great adventure novels transcend the time they were written in. However, be
forewarned, you may be remain nervous around Indian men with colourful scarves offering directions.
Georges Dodds is a research scientist in vegetable crop physiology, who for close to 25 years has read and collected close to 2000 titles of predominantly pre-1950 science-fiction and fantasy, both in English and French. He writes columns on early imaginative literature for WARP, the newsletter/fanzine of the Montreal Science Fiction and Fantasy Association. |
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