The
        Integrity of the Original Text
        
        
         by
        
        
        Matthew
        Johnson
         
        One of
        the most basic and therefore furthest-reaching mistakes we can make when
        analyzing a piece of literature is to assume that it could have been
        written other than it was—that some other point of view or plot
        structure could have produced the same effect but in a more pleasing
        way.  In reality, this is
        like saying that a certain combination of genes could have produced the
        same person, only more intelligent or better looking. 
        A piece of literature depends on all its component parts for its
        total effect; changing the point of view or character motivation will
        result in a completely different piece. 
        An analysis of Graham Greene’s “The Destructors” will serve
        as an example.
        It would
        be tempting at first glance to give Trevor a conventional motive for his
        actions, and in fact the story gives evidence to support this
        conclusion.  As early as the
        second paragraph we discover that his father, a “former architect and
        present clerk,” has “come down in the world” (608). 
        T. is not his father’s son in a merely biological sense; he
        displays an abnormal interest in Old Misery’s house (609), even going
        so far as to call the architecture “beautiful” (610). 
        He demonstrates an equal aptitude for the profession when he
        destroys Misery’s house with such precision. 
        We have here the beginnings of a basic psychological motive: 
        The child, seeing a symbol of his father’s humiliation, lashes
        out and destroys that symbol as a form of retribution.
                   
        Several facts contradict this interpretation, or at least throw
        it into doubt.  First, T.
        flat-out denies any animosity toward Old Misery during his conversation
        with Blackie over the burning money; he says that hatred is “soft,
        it’s hooey.  There’s
        only things, Blackie” (614).  This
        is, of course, worthless by itself.  We learn early that as readers we cannot trust speakers—or
        even narrators, when they participate in the action—to tell the truth. 
        We require corroboration; and find it by looking backward. 
        Earlier in the story, when making his proposal to the gang, T.
        remarks that “there [won’t] be anything left to pinch after we’[ve]
        finished.”  He makes this remark “without the smallest flicker of
        glee” (611).   A
        strange kind of revenge, that which elicits no joy from its perpetrator. 
        He could be under the sway of some other emotion—guilty
        compulsion, perhaps—but he displays no sign of this, either.
                   
        Correction:  He
        displays no sign of guilt, to the gang or anyone else. 
        Greene does in fact indicate that Trevor’s desire to destroy
        the house is a compulsion of sorts: “it was as though this plan had
        been with him all his life, . . .[and had] now. . .crystallized with the
        pain of puberty” (611).  Trevor carries this compulsion so far by the end of the story
        that it has overwhelmed any sense of self-preservation; he is willing to
        stay in the house past the time when it is safe, he is even willing to
        reveal his identity to Old Misery, as long as the house is well and
        truly destroyed.  To the
        rest of the gang the destruction feels “like work” (614), but T.
        continues. He shatters and destroys like a man possessed. 
        Or a man inspired; it seems our fearless leader has a touch of
        the artistic temperament.
                   
        Greene draws this comparison in several places, starting with the
        title.  “Destructors” is
        a play on the word “constructors,” suggesting more than a casual
        link between building an object and destroying it. 
        He expounds upon it in his description of the gang’s attitude: 
        “they worked with the seriousness of creators—and destruction
        after all is a form of creation” (613). 
        Using their tools—hacksaw, sledgehammer, chisel—and their
        material—Old Misery’s house—they create a new object: 
        a half thing, a broken thing, a former thing (614).
                   
        One last example of this comparison illustrates Trevor’s motive
        perfectly.  When describing
        the innards of Old Misery’s house to the rest of the gang, T. uses the
        word “beautiful.”  He
        does not use this word idly; he knows beauty in architecture, knows it
        from his father’s teaching if nothing else. 
        His next thought is that it should be destroyed. 
        He traverses the gulf between these two thoughts as though that
        gulf does not exist.  The
        assumption that this is a crime of vengeance—again, the logical first
        assumption—seems insufficient to describe this gulf and his later
        behavior.  T. is not
        concerned with the discrepancy between his father’s lifestyle and Old
        Misery’s; the house symbolizes not his father’s fall from grace, but
        something altogether more expansive. 
                   
        Consider Greene’s description of the old house: 
        damaged by German bombs, true, but not destroyed as were the
        other houses, “saved so narrowly. . .from destruction” (615). 
        It is very beautiful in the conventional architectural sense, and
        in fact is the only object in the story described as beautiful (or
        pretty, etc.).  As any
        decent Grecian urn will tell you, however, an object cannot be beautiful
        if it is not true.  The
        house, in its beauty, represents the opposite of the life the boys are
        living.  Their world is an
        ugly place, and the house’s beauty is thus an affront to truth—and,
        by extension, to beauty as well.  Beauty
        negates itself; ugliness is what is required here. 
        When T. succeeds, nothing remains of the old glory. 
        He creates an ugly but true object out of a pretty but false
        one—“true” and “false” being matters of his own perception.  R. A. Scott-James made a statement that seems particularly
        apt here:  “[T]here are
        characteristics of modern life in general which can only be summed up. .
        .by the word modernism.  [It]
        may not be very pleasant to delicate ears, but perhaps what it expresses
        is not a very pleasant thing” (Qtd. in Stevenson 2).
                   
        Trevor lives in a world where traditional values have been
        reversed or muddled.  Beauty—conventional
        beauty—is so out-of-place as to invite its own destruction, and that
        destruction itself becomes an act of creation, the creation of an object
        that is less beautiful and for that very reason better suited to its
        time and place.  This
        confusion and combination of traditionally opposite values forms the
        basis of this story’s theme.  Not
        the whole thing, though; we must also determine how Graham Greene treats
        this worldview—and how he forces the reader to treat it. 
        Fortunately, this explanation should be comparatively brief. 
                   
        Since conflict is one of the building blocks of literature, we
        would expect to find in any story a series of conflicting elements or
        oppositions.  We have
        already discussed two such oppositions in “The Destructors”: 
        The opposition between creation and destruction and the
        opposition between beauty and ugliness. 
        Trevor, through his actions, presents us with more contradictory
        or opposing pairs.  He
        displays cruelty in his destruction of the house and kindness in his
        treatment of the old man; he acts alternately like a brooding adult and
        a petulant child; he appreciates beauty but feels compelled to destroy
        it.  Greene eschews the
        traditional hero-villain setup in favor of an anti-hero, a character
        that contains both the positive and negative halves of an opposition. 
                   
        Actually, an anti-hero may be more aptly defined as a character
        that could become a villain with only a change of focus. 
        This certainly holds true for Trevor. 
        He may have both light and dark sides to his character, but the
        dark clearly dominates.  Yet
        we sympathize with him, see his obvious intelligence and potential to be
        something more than a mere hooligan, even as his inhuman side repels us.  This sympathy for a character does not occur accidentally;
        Graham Greene manufactures it by focusing on Trevor more than the other
        characters, making them essentially peripheral and him central.  Point of view also reflects tone, or the author’s own
        feelings toward the characters and events in a story. 
        Analyzing point of view in this manner, we find that Greene’s
        feelings for Trevor mirror those stated above. 
        This should not be surprising. 
        He created the character, after all, and in a way all our
        responses are reflections of his own. 
                   
        Point of view in “The Destructors” plays another role beyond
        those listed above:  It
        fleshes out the skeleton of a theme provided by T.’s motivation—the
        loss of traditional values with nothing to replace them. 
        Greene could have written the story from another point of view,
        say from Blackie’s perspective or first-person inside Trevor’s mind. 
        But doing either would have made “The Destructors” a
        different story with an entirely different theme. 
        More distance from Trevor would have made him a villain, less
        distance perhaps an object of pity or a martyr. 
        Either way, Greene would have been discussing the dearth of
        values in modern society while providing a set of his own for everyone
        to follow.  The theme may not make everyone happy, but Greene chose it
        and made the form an integral part of it.
        
        Works Cited
        Greene, Graham. 
        “The Destructors.”  Fictions.  Eds.
             Joseph F. Trimmer and C. Wade Jennings. 
        4th ed. 
             Fort Worth: 
        Harcourt, 1998.
        Keats, John. 
        “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” 
        Representative
             Poetry Online. 
        U of Toronto.  
             <http://www.library.utoronto.ca/utel/rp/poems/keats19.html>
        Stevenson, Randall. 
        Modern Fiction:  An Introduction. 
            New York: 
        Harvester, 1992.