Keith Mabbut wants to be a good bloke. He supports the right causes. He donates to the right charities. He gives his daughter's Iranian boyfriend a huge sum of money to help him get some family members out of trouble. He wants to be friends with his estranged wife, if that's possible. And mostly, he wants to write a novel, but ends up working on books about other good people, altruistic, brave champions of the little guy, like infamous raconteur Hamish Melville, a man he's long admired.
When we first meet Keith, he's going through a divorce and has just sold his soul to an oil company, writing a glossy history that expunges horrible accidents and corruption from the narrative. Based on the success of this, his robotic City of London publisher decides he should write a book about Hamish Melville, currently living in India, working with the natives to stop an aluminum mine from destroying yet another heavily populated village rich in history, dotted with some of the oldest Hindu temples in the subcontinent. Keith lies his way along this adventure, feigning ignorance when he encounters Melville, claiming he's not a journalist, he's not there to write a biography of the legend himself; but of course, he's soon found out. Despite himself, Melville doesn't mind this intrusion into the camp. He's actually quite taken with Keith, who explains the influence Melville has had on him and so many people of his generation, and how he just wants to tell his story--he wants people to know the truth about the press-shy Melville and all the good work he's done for all the little guys of the world.
And that's where it gets complicated. Lionel Hutz in "The Simpsons" put it best, when explaining honesty to Marge. "There's the TRUTH. [Shakes head and frowns], and the truuuth!![nodding crazily, with a big smile]." Keith has a bit of a bromance (or really, it's just the first male friend his age we meet) with Melville over an adventurous week, and then proceeds to conduct interviews with anyone he can find who knew the man at any point in his life. He hears what he wants to hear: Melville is a savior, a social justice warrior, an anti-establishment hippie who plays by his own rules, and rejected knighthood! He's awesome, the real deal, in Keith's finished proposal. His publisher and agent hate the book. They tell him there has to be more to the story. His publisher complains: "there is no light and shade. No dark side... And a dark side is what we need to shift this thing into the numbers we planned." Keith counters: "I'm a journalist...I look for information that will lead me to the truth. That's what journalists do. If there were bad things, they would be in the book." The people with the money are only too happy to send Keith off to interview more people, those who know bad things, dark things, about Melville, and who are only too happy to talk for a little cash. I won't give away the ending, but questions are raised about how much would you do to when you need money, and what happens to us when we realize our heroes aren't as glorious as they seem?
I've always loved Michael Palin, from his "Monty Python" days, where it was clear he was in the more liberal, pacifist, environmentalist camp with dear friend Terry Jones; to his current career of traveling the world, seeing those who grew up in a very different environment from his own gray Yorkshire upbringing. His BBC travel specials are fantastic, and all worth watching (and "New Europe" was useful for understanding one of the plot threads). This is a man who continually seeks the Truth, whose childlike curiosity is always there, and wants everyone to just do the right thing. The truth is, that's not always easy, financially rewarding, or cool. It was just a wonderful, funny novel.