It really makes you think. That sounds like the faintest of praise, the most banal of observations—the punch line, even, to a joke.
But: The beauty and power of “The Man in the High Castle,” Amazon’s new streaming series that was released all of a piece on Friday, is in how much self-reflection and close-reading it inspires—of the fictional world in the show, and of our own. The storytelling
is flawed, but the vision of “The Man in the High Castle” is routinely arresting.
The story, loosely based on Philip K. Dick’s novel of the same name, is an alternate history where the Axis powers won World War II.
Japan and Germany divide up America between them; Washington, D.C., has been flattened with a nuclear weapon. From the West Coast to the Rockies, the Japanese hold sway; from the Rockies to the Atlantic, including New York City, is the Third Reich. When the
story begins, in 1962, the world has been this way for nearly 20 years. “Semites” are nearly eradicated; systematic extermination is an ongoing, “necessary” measure; and American culture has been reduced to an “indigenous,” “ethnic” curiosity.
“The Man in the High Castle” operates brilliantly at the micro level—the level of details. Every part of the show—from the casting
of extras to the level of dinginess in the characters’ apartments to the type of food or drink ordered at a bar—tells a little piece of this massive historical reimagining. In California, miso soup and sake are staples; in Berlin, a German boy reads an American
comic called “Ranger Reich.” In Long Island, an obergruppenführer adjusts his sleek silver tie pin, which reads “SS,” in a softer, more art-deco version of the lightning-bolt lettering that made up the official logo. Somewhere in San Francisco, in a dive bar
run by the Yakuza, a white singer croons Japanese pop ballads.
The specific way in which the show uses swastikas is its own sub-story; at first, the Nazi symbol seems implausibly ubiquitous, but
after spotting one where an American flag might be—in a logo for a pay phone—the idyllic suburbia dotted with swastika pins is eerily familiar. Dusting off the most horrific symbol of fascism—an association so potent and corrosive that
anything else the swastika means is lost to the West—and integrating it into this imagined piece of history is the semiotic equivalent of juggling flaming knives. The viewer is confronted with the Nazi swastika, and is forced to consider what it meant to
a different group of people; is forced, too, to contemplate the ubiquity of our own logos and symbols, and what point
we
might be trying to prove.
On top of these details is a show that is technically breathtaking; it is simply filmed beautifully, framing each character in his
or her private hell and seamlessly integrating the CGI elements of that other world order with what we know and can identify. Amazon Studios has yet to have developed a really successful drama, but it does, in the meantime, have a lot of cash. Giving that
money to showrunner Frank Spotnitz (who spent many years working on “The X-Files”) results in lush set pieces, astonishing art direction, and a show that pays homage to film from both New York and San Francisco, as New York Mmagazine’s
Matt Zoller Seitz explains.
“The Man in the High Castle” is about our own history—so feverishly about our own history that it’s blotted it out entirely, to focus
on the what-ifs and might-have-beens. And the primary driver of the plot, in both the novel and the show, is that the characters of that alternate world find a vision of a history that resembles our own. As much as “Man in the High Castle” is about what might
have been, it is also about what having a vision of alternate world does to a person. This might be why the vision of “Man in the High Castle” is so much more exquisitely rendered than any of the characters; the real people of note are we ourselves, we the
viewers.
* * *
It’s been a banner season for references to Hitler. Ever since that odd
New York Times Magazine Twitter poll, which rehashed a faux-philosophical debate from the halls of dormitories, the question of alternate realities with or without Hitler seems truly relevant. Specifically, Republicans: former Gov. Jeb Bush told the Huffington
Post “hell yeah,” he’d kill baby Hitler; then Dr. Ben Carson averred that he would not
abort
baby Hitler. And after
Donald Trump once again dog-whistled for a national registry of Muslims and
Ted Cruz proclaimed that only Christian Syrian refugees should be allowed into America, many asked if those acts evoked none other than
Adolf Hitler, in
style and in
substance.
advertisement