Many stories have an era attached to them, while others surpass period and space, uniquely resisting political changes, technical improvements, religious reformations, and every generation’s deluded notion of having discovered modernity. Such is the nature of The Odyssey. Way before it became a Penguin Classic, a textbook staple, or a major Hollywood movie filmed with IMAX, it had been just a performance.
In the eastern Mediterranean, most probably with the help of oil lamps, under a smoky roof, a singer narrated the story of a nostalgic king to an audience, who knew how the story ended but chose to return all the same, because it was the art of telling the story instead of its provided outcome of the pleasure. Throughout history, it has remained important.
The longevity of Homer’s Odyssey is related to its capability to acclimate to new contexts. No other literary text can be so easily transferred from one medium to another, and every such transfer brings changes in the way the text looks and the meaning it carries. The oral performance was turned into a manuscript, then into a printed book, and then spawned theater performances, paintings, operas, radio plays, comic strips, TV shows, cartoons, anime, and movies.
Christoper Nolan’s The Odyssey fits right into the tradition in Nolan’s inimitability. While it is all too easy to call the movie yet another “adaptation” of Homer, such may well be inadequate in view of the grandiose scope of Nolan’s undertaking. Regardless of another retelling of an epic poem, Nolan’s film is a consummation of the source material combined with a self-reflection of cinema. Viewing the film, I cannot help feeling more like observing the construction of a Gothic cathedral using modern steel inside a medieval facade.
While Nolan has never sought to illustrate literary works, his movies have always been concerned with issues such as memory, perception, and time. Whether probing into layers of dreams within dreams, broken-down histories of subjective memories, or gauging scientific discoveries against losses, the narratives in his movies have always been architectural in nature, not chronological. Consequently, The Odyssey is the perfect summation of his preoccupations throughout his decades-long career. After all, Odysseus is arguably cinema’s oldest protagonist of Nolan: smart, flawed, and oftentimes lost in his maze of memory.
The impulse among us has always been to wonder whether Nolan stays true to Homer. It is natural, though it is narrow in scope. Fidelity criticism has always operated under the assumption of how literature reigns at the top of the art hierarchy while cinema stands beneath it, doing its best not to let its superior down. However, Homer himself provides an argument against the hierarchy. For one thing, the Odyssey was never meant to be static. It does not need to be preserved. It was the product of a tradition that relied on repetition and variation.
Nolan’s violations are part of a much older tradition. Instead of interrupting it, his revisions (of the consequence of warfare, of time itself, of the Trojan Horse sequence, of the mystery of divinity) extend the longevity of innovation in the poem.
As exemplified and regarded in the media theory work of Marshall McLuhan, Henry Jenkins, and Lev Manovich, each was living in different times and dealing with different revolutions, arguing about how media have always transformed the story. According to McLuhan, the medium is the message. Under conditions of participatory culture, Jenkins analyzed the process of narrative circulation in interconnected platforms. On the other hand, Manovich studied digital media as an obstacle to classical narration through substituting the linear story with a database and modularity.
When considering such theorists together, Nolan’s The Odyssey is reflects the transformation of an oral epic story into the one, obviously. No theorist appears more helpful in such a context than McLuhan.
To be perceived as inspirational, and we see on conference bags, McLuhan’s phrase is actually a subversive concept. While we were concerned with the information conveyed by the media, it was making an impact on society; for instance, a book, a TV show, and an online stream can carry the same story. However, the difference in perceptions cannot be underestimated.
While he seems to be very sympathetic to McLuhan’s statement as well, hardly any other modern director like Nolan would defend the cinema so passionately. Algorithms are already suggesting movies along with recipes and holiday ads, yet he keeps advocating the ritual of movie-going. The lights are turned off, the screen hangs high up, and hundreds of us look at the same image together. Secularly, it is a little bit sacred.
In its opening sequence, the value of the philosophy comes into play. Instead of getting right into action or mythology, the movie starts off with the act of narration. There is a man sitting in a dining hall, narrating events from the Trojan War as a part of the bigger story. The opening sequence is slightly simple on the surface, but it does give away Nolan’s subject. Before any ships or monsters come into view, the act of cinema is turned into another link in the chain of humanity’s earliest storytelling technique.
Ironically, all stories stem from voices. For sure, McLuhan would have loved it. Already, much has been written about Nolan’s love for analogue technologies, bemusedly describing the craftsman who refuses to recognize how everyone else has moved on from the technology he used. Except Nolan’s love for film-making in its physical form constitutes romanticism masquerading as aesthetic theory.
In watching The Odyssey, I find myself roused of the physicality of its world such as sea water sprays the camera lens, wood creaks under impossible loads, armor glints with sunlight, with the physical reality of metal warmed by sunbeams, and the famous Trojan Horse sits buried on the beach, being hauled by soldiers along logs, strained with its burden.
In extending our senses, all such characteristics illustrate McLuhan’s point about technology’s role. The large format of the IMAX theater is a new way of inhabiting it as well. Waves have material poundage, fire can warm your face even a few seats away, stone construction looks so rough and could scratch your skin, and so on. As opposed to looking at the illustration of mythology, the experience has more resemblance to entering another environment.
It is a remark concerning medieval cathedrals whose windows were an illustration of biblical episodes, turning sunlight theologically as well. In Nolan’s filmography, it takes place through the use of films as a medium. Paradoxically, the fascination with the analog has the air because of how subtle visible culture in the present day has become. The digital tends to strive for absolution, such as unachievable camera shots, perfect lighting, and so well-finished environments came from architectural renderings. Nolan refuses all of it.
It comes off a little bit jarring in the present age. Blockbuster movies in the modern era tend to be like software showing off the most recent updates. Nolan manages to remind us what physical effort looks like. Basically, I could smell the wet wood, seawater, and burned ropes. Needless to say, realism costs a pretty penny.
Such tactility is limited to how Nolan treats time in the film. The Odyssey was constructed by Homer in a relatively elaborate fashion through multiple levels of narration; Homer starts “in medias res” and gives Odysseus an opportunity to tell what happened previously. Nolan keeps up the tradition of the structure yet adds his own twist through the love for fractured chronologies.
Contemporary cinema as a medium with its capabilities, such as impossible editing in oral performance, allows one to experience the ancient in an entirely new way. Homer’s listeners reconstructed the chronology by listening to repeated performances during different nights, while Nolan’s viewer has the entire thing in less than three hours.
Nolan’s The Odyssey accepts how every medium produces its own version of Homer. The oral poet produced one Odyssey, the medieval manuscripts produced another, the Renaissance paintings produced yet another, the television series, the animated science-fiction retelling, and the blockbusters all produce further versions, and the epic survives because it cannot be stationary.
We come to Jenkins and his concept of convergence culture, claiming how contemporary stories are never restricted to one medium, evolving and changing, gaining new meanings as we become participants in the recreation. While McLuhan helps to understand how media transform our perception of reality, Jenkins shows how culture transforms the very audiences, from passive into active. Perhaps, no myth has invited so much participation as The Odyssey.
Whereas McLuhan is useful in providing an explanation for why Nolan’s The Odyssey is different from all previous adaptations of the tale, Jenkins provides an explanation for how it could be the case. No longer do stories flow from one point to another in a linear trajectory, traveling, accruing meaning along the way as it goes through various media, communities, and contexts. The idea is known as the concept of “convergence culture.”
Before social media turned everyone who watched a film into a critic, The Odyssey had provided one of the earliest forms of relating in history. Homer was a pinchpenny of myths, reimagining inherited traditions in a new form. Nearly 2800 years later, Nolan does the same thing with a lyre.
To be stressed here, in current discourses on adaptation, the concept of originality assumes the creation ex nihilo. Ancient bards would find such an assumption bewildering indeed. Originality resided in the way of performing, not in the invention. All bards inherited the stock of episodes (Cyclops, Sirens, Circe, patient Penelope) and marked them through the technique. Myth was communal, and the story was individual.
Then, it is a predated practice of filmmaking by quite some time. Including the focus on the theme of guilt, the unmethodical narration, the extended scene involving the Trojan horse, and the ambiguity of the role of agency, Nolan’s creations are not transgressions against Homer. Always being rewritten, even Homer “remixed” other Greek mythology presented by Jenkins takes on a speciality in the context of such discussion. It is not now about whether Nolan alters The Odyssey. Each and every adaptation does it. The question is which particular elements of the myth our age needs to highlight.
Mario Camerini’s Ulysses, starring Kirk Douglas, was made during the time when Hollywood saw antiquity as an excuse to indulge in spectacular sets, grand costumes, and grandiose face turns. Douglas’s Odysseus is strong, charming, and classical in the mid-twentieth century understanding of the term. The focus is on physical strength and stamina. Monsters are still monsters, gods are still gods, and homecoming is mainly about persistence. Of course, there is enjoyment in taking such an approach. Marble statues of ancient times never apologized for confidence.
Even so, Camerini’s film also illustrates the possibilities of his own medium. Colored cinematography was a needed impressive achievement to be presented, and in widescreen epic films of such periods, visual scope prevailed over complexity. Odysseus appears more triumphant than haunted, as the language of the era preferred clarity to ambiguity. After all, a post-war audience loved victorious heroes.
When Andrei Konchalovsky created his TV miniseries The Odyssey in 1997, specific changes had occurred in terms of expectations due to the nature of television. Television allowed for an episodic presentation of the story, giving room for Homer’s distinct adventures to develop in a way a film would find difficult to accommodate. The Cyclops were in one episode, the witch Circe in another, Calypso in another one, and so on. The cadence was closer to that of the literature.
Through Jenkins’ lens, the TV show was a domestication of the epic, and the hearth moved from the old Ithaca to modern couches. On one hand, animation was even bolder.
One of the more inventive reimaginings of Greek myth must be the French-Japanese anime Ulysses 31, since it was one of the few attempts and did not try to conserve antiquity as “antiquity.” In such a version, Odysseus flies in spaceships, the Cyclops become aliens, and Olympus becomes science-fictional. It seems almost ridiculous at first sight (putting a Bronze-Age hero in space), but there is an amount of fidelity to the spirit of Homer here. The ancients viewed the Mediterranean as a domain of mystery and marvel. For late-twentieth-century audiences, space played the same role.
The message here is one of profundity. Each era creates its own monsters. A similar statement can be made about Disney’s many uses of Homeric themes, or the Coen brothers’ O Brother, Where Art Thou?, where Odysseus is moved to Mississippi during the Great Depression with enough cheer to make us forget we are watching an adaptation. Blind prophets turn into railroad prophets, Sirens come out of the river, and the Cyclops takes on the disguise of a Bible salesman. In such a version, myth is kept alive through its ability to change costumes.
After all, one thing that sets Nolan on one’s own is his recognition of accrued. It is a movie talking back to every great adaptation ever come before. Arrangements call to mind the sword-and-sandal epics of old; authenticity owes much to war films, and flashbacks are a Nolan device. Meanwhile, the practical effects harken back to another age of filmmaking, one growing obsolete in the age of digital special effects.
As an example of convergence in action, contemporary culture does not replace earlier media with new ones but accumulates them. Therefore, people were immersed in multiple histories at once.
One of the most interesting differences between the adaptation and the earlier versions is seen before the expedition is frankly underway. The Trojans’ Horse sequence had always played as an effective prologue, a brilliant lead-in scheme to an inevitable. Nolan turns the tradition on its head, giving it a strange and disturbing twist. Instead of an elegant monument standing proud on its wheels, the horse becomes a massive structure beneath the sand, being dragged on logs by tired soldiers. In it, Greek warriors contort in suffocating, shrouded by terror, sweat, and death, and even die before the deception works.
It removes any trace of decoration from the mythology. In place of the mythical horse known from children’s textbooks, we get the image of military logistics. I started to worry about ventilation.
Although it is a small detail, until I realize the significance behind it, Nolan continues to stress how mythology has ramifications. Armour is cumbersome, ships and bodies decay, war smells bad, etc. In lieu of approaching ancient battle as an elegant dance, the film brings back the exhausting nature of the act. The Trojan Horse goes in as a symbol of ingenuity, becoming a required hard-work machine.
Regardless of convergence culture, which is the interaction between us and media after production, it is the creation of stories using multiple traditions by filmmakers. Without any hesitation and includes details not found in Homer’s Odyssey and in other classical literature such as Virgil’s Aeneid, it results in the creation of an “expanded universe” hundreds of years before Hollywood coined the term. It’s hard not to smile when imagining how Virgil might be credited for writing a movie’s screenplay.
As with the blending of genres, Nolan’s openness to tradition continues into his characters. Matt Damon’s Odysseus is worlds away from Kirk Douglas’s assured hero and Armand Assante’s TV star. Round the clock, the face of Damon’s Odysseus is struggling with memory, tired but embarrassed. If the deed of survival has turned into a sort of moral, there is unease about his triumph. The bow is drawn with ritual precision, but the eyes are unsure. In Nolan’s Odysseus, victories don’t always last, and innocence dies with them.
Of course, the emphasis on trauma stems from modern times. Homer found cunning heroic. Today, we wonder what the price of cunning is. Twenty-first-century films dealing with war have taught us to look at its aftermath more than anything else. As no surprise, Nolan sees homecoming as an act of recovery, physical and emotional. Ithaca acts as an ordeal, not a final destination.
Through the portrayal of Troy in the film as well, much was made of the fall of Troy because of its brilliance as a military strategy in previous renditions of the tale. Notwithstanding, Nolan shows the scene without sensationalizing. The shock value is so much seen in Odysseus’s realization of how victory has become synonymous with guilt. As looks as contradiction, the more epic the show becomes, the less heroic the character seems.
Feasibly, the most daring reworking of the story involves the supernatural. Homer’s gods are active participants, rarely concerning consistency. Athena protects, Poseidon frustrates, and Zeus brings balance with his arbitrariness. Nolan keeps the divine characters alive although unseen off-screen, while injecting an element of uncertainty. Athena can be understood as actual, psychological, symbolic, or an unholy mixture of all three. Divine voices resound in the landscapes haunted by memory. Nolan lets our secular experience myths without having to choose between believing in our existence and doubting our validity.
With amazing subtlety during the Siren sequence, the focus was on the threat of temptation posed by such beautiful voices, luring sailors to such doom in most previous retellings. Nolan preserves the seductiveness of the Sirens but changes the nature of the danger. The Sirens played as examiners of Odysseus’ mind over tempters. It is a genius move, however, and it takes the mythic and turns it into contemplation without ever losing the myth. I walked away, not from the idea of the monster but the act of confession.
According to Jenkins, we complete histories via our own engagement with the story through personality. Nolan is very much aware of such an instinct, building circumstances. Our worries can be projected like post-traumatic syndrome, displaced population, broken families, political violence, and the ambivalence of military intervention. At the same time, the ancient meaning is there, and the modern meaning arises organically without any symbolism.
While many films strive for a limited historical accuracy, Nolan casts a multiracial cast of characters who, implicitly, Homer belongs to neither any particular ethnicity nor nation. It provoked the expected controversy on social media, although such discussions miss the point when talking about a movie featuring Cyclopes, sea nymphs, and enchanters capable of taking various forms. Mythology has never cared about our contemporary organization. Nor, thank God, does true cinema.
As an essential part of the adaptation, modern Odyssey is interviews, podcasts, YouTube videos, discussions on Reddit, scholarly presentations, memes, and controversies regarding the accuracy, casting, and interpretation of the film. Before most of us saw the film in theaters, we could read trailers, production photos, documentaries, soundtracks, and theories about Nolan’s direction.
The Odyssey of Nolan is much closer to Homer than you might think. Similarly to how we encountered pieces of the story (which were known beforehand) but never performed until then, we could hear favorite episodes told by other bards, hear regional adaptations, and encounter local myths twisted with mythology. Although convergence culture is groundbreaking due to the new technologies, the driving force of re-telling, re-interpretation, discussion, decoration, and joint ownership of stories was very ancient. Only the platforms have changed.
While McLuhan shows how the sensory of the epic is achieved through cinema technologies, and Jenkins helps us see how myth circulates through different media through collective collaboration, Manovich poses an equally important question. What happens to the structure of narratives when everything is database-driven and algorithmic? As we will soon see, Nolan’s solution proves to be far more radical than expected. The Odyssey preserves the concentration in one of the most precious experiences for film.
Each heralds with a conviction of permanence. Radio was supposed to transform the nature of narrative; television would replace the filmic experience, streaming would turn movie theatres into an obsolete form from the previous century, and artificial intelligence promises the same thing in its own way, with the usual proclamation of the coming customization of the narrative form. Passively, no longer do we want to submit ourselves to a unique vision, preferring options and choices and infinite libraries and stories organized like a database.
In The Language of New Media, Manovich asserts how digital culture values the logic of the database more than the logic of narrative. Traditional portrayals unfold according to cause-and-effect patterns, taking us through beginning, middle, and end. Databases are collections of information that do not demand a route through the collection. Images, bits, documents, and fragments coexist, ready for selection. Narratives ask, “What happens next?” The database asks, “What else?” Exclusively, the difference sounds technical at first. Not at all.
All you need to do is to look at the ways in which we are confronted with media in order to see Manovich’s theory manifested. You stop watching a movie halfway through in order to respond to messages, look at the trivia on another screen, leaves you show after just three episodes, and start watching another one based on recommendations made by algorithms, watch highlights of movies on YouTube, and come to watch the whole story only after a month or two. Experience becomes modular.
The story turns into a clip, traveling from the meaning structure before. You don’t have to remember “movies,” and you have to remember clips.
His movies tend to require undivided attention, less because he is intentionally obtuse than because he will not cede the narrative reins to distraction. Memento made you piece together the timeline, The Prestige made you realize how truth mandates forbearance, Interstellar made the experience of emotion last for lengths of time, Oppenheimer turned biography into a complex net of memory and repercussion, and The Odyssey pushes it further. Strangely enough, the film is one of his most approachable movies because it becomes his best defense of narrative continuity. Ironically, it is enough to be more or less Homeric.
An ancient poem makes the perfect medium with which to challenge digital attention. For Manovich, Nolan’s approach to converting Homer’s into a theatrical presentation is a graceful narrative. It is a product of a planned journey. Cyclops, Circe, Scylla, Charybdis, Sirens, Calypso, and Ithaca have significance because all build on each other. Each trial leaves traces. Odysseus acts as the archive for the unfolding, and memory takes the place of the menu.
Many critics have viewed Nolan’s preoccupation with fractured as nothing but a puzzle game done just for fun. If the complexity of the approach was in the mark of depth, then The Odyssey presents a refutation of such an assessment. Indeed, the film jumps around in time and views previous episodes from a different angle. However, the very fragmented aids characters’ purposes and not such as showing off.
Like it in Homer although expressed in a totally different way, everyone knows how The Odyssey starts “in medias res.” Odysseus tells many stories of his adventures in the past, and Nolan keeps all of them and translates them into the language of cinema. Editing replaces storytelling, and visual parallels substitute formulas.
Another example is the recurring images of Troy. At first, the destruction of Troy through the flashback sequence is described through all the senses, like the burning of the towers, the falling stones, smoke dense enough to blot out daylight, and so on. At first, the sequences played as history rather than anything else, then, coming to sit on a sort of admission. In Nolan’s movies, repetition means reflection.
The reciprocity makes The Odyssey unique in comparison with other contemporary franchises, which rely on the logic of the database described by Manovich. For instance, the Marvel Cinematic Universe encourages us to see individual movies as entries in a growing database, each of which contains information required to make sense of upcoming entries. Characters shift between movies like files being moved.
Percase, The Odyssey appears so classically structured in spite of its technique. Classical epic aspired toward completion because a conclusion had finally been reached. Odysseus returns to Ithaca, then recognition happens, then justice is administered, and then homeward bound becomes a reality. Astonishingly, Nolan keeps such integrity with discipline, does not allow himself to turn Homer into yet another endless franchise. There is no tease during Penelope’s embrace. Funnily, it is refreshing.
However, in Manovich’s model, digital culture does not disappear just because he likes working in analogue. If it resists its aesthetics, the film is part of the digital culture. Before going to the cinemas, we had watched trailers, production photos on the Internet, analyses of interviews on YouTube, podcasts about casting choices, theories of fans on Reddit, and countless reaction videos predicting how Nolan would perceive each episode. The text materializes as surrounded by a database of information. Nolan cannot get out of the convergence culture, and he just refuses to submit his film to it.
Hoyte van Hoytema’s cinematography always favors immune surfaces to digital simplification. The sea looks weighty instead of picturesque, colored not in vacation-poster turquoise but in pewter shades alluding to unpredictability; the rock faces appear abrasive enough to make the skin bleed, hulls of wooden ships creak under unseen strain, and the light of a fire moves with a created imperfection of shadows testifying to the indifference of real flames to computer algorithms. Habitually, how does the film stimulate the imagination of touch?
The attention to detail reinforces the capability of cinema to create the sensation at the precise time when much of space is reaching for frictionless perfection. Computer-generated imagery is always trying to achieve the impossible, such as the camera flying unimpeded by gravity, the lights pristine despite the weather, and the environment made so perfect, resembling architectural visualization. Consistently, Nolan opts for the inconvenient, creating imperfection through his practical effects, which paradoxically increases believability. Persistently, reality is unified.
Damon plays Odysseus with great restraint, resisting the temptation of exaggerating heroism and turning it into dramatic grandiosity. Previous versions of the same character focused on confidence. The main contribution of Damon was portraying confidence as increasingly heavy. Odysseus takes his intellect as a burden. His face tells much of the story.
Lines appear around his eyes as the trip continues, subtly aggravating. Smiles come warily, as if happiness must first be tested for its validity. Reunions are approached warily, as if the reunion is with an injured creature who is unsure if safety exists.
Anne Hathaway’s Penelope is a perfect complement to the reading of the film. Previous incarnations tended to depict her as faithful through endurance. She waited without complaint, and it was the end of it. Yet, Nolan allows Penelope far more complexity, and Hathaway implies a mental assessment of the political and cost of such endurance. The Penelope depicted here waits, undoubtedly, but waiting plays as a form of work.
In the same way, Tom Holland’s Telemachus is enhanced by Nolan’s preference for the understated. Instead of being the idealism of youth, angelic by experience, Holland plays a young man who attempts to put together his identity using the stories he has heard about his long-lost father. His interpretation reminisces about how we experience our relationship with Homer. Telemachus hears about Odysseus through others’ stories. The much is true.
The rest of the cast takes on archetypes without sinking into stereotype. Athena, played by Zendaya, exudes confidence in addition to an intimacy in which she was more of a companion than a god in a sort of gray area where supernatural influence meets psychological compulsion. Likewise, Samantha Morton’s Circe is scary without over-the-top theatrics because she was unnerving without ever resorting to overkill, and Robert Pattinson gives Antinous the arrogant confidence, making cruelty look easy. It’s in the smile.
Many contemporary blockbusters mistake volume for significance and overwhelm action scenes with so much sound. No particular one can be distinguished from noise anymore, and no need for an orchestra to accentuate the moans of the wooden boards of the Trojan horse. The wind blowing across the sea has its rhythm. In the scene with Sirens, music recedes to make room for voices, not seducing, but disturbingly analytical. Extremely, it is disturbing. No longer are the monsters trying to diagnose.
At his most intellectual best, Nolan transfers such archetypal substances into current contexts instead of updating the Homeric myths through parallels. He does, indeed, at times let his ambitions get ahead of himself. There are certain pieces of dialogue that spell out ideas in a too explicit fashion compared to what the image surrounding it needs to convey. I wonder whether the screenplay should have been entitled for more of it.
The movie’s adherence to verisimilitude, on the other hand, does make the gods of Homer so awe-inspiring. The ancient gods were, of course, indifferent to any notions of sense or senselessness. It was right for Nolan to humanise a bit, but he has lost it in the process. However, we only criticise what first proves ambitious.
In McLuhan’s terms, through him we can see how Nolan reinvents The Odyssey through the powers unique to theatrical cinema, in Jenkins’terms, we can understand the film as yet another contributor to a cultural conversation from the days of oral poetry to the Internet, and in Manovich’s terms, we can see how Nolan preserves narrative against an increasingly fragments of it. Not whether Homer continues to be relevant, but we have the patience to consume Homer as a narrative as opposed to content. It may turn out to be a bigger issue than anything Odysseus faces.
The Odyssey has trekked via mediums for almost three thousand years and kept its essence intact, due to the fact how each new revolution in technology has found such new thing in it, but Nolan’s film does quite exceptional in its effort to bring back the best of all.
Stories live on because we find new ways in which to survive. The medium changes, we change, culture changes, but either in the smoky rafters of an ancient banquet hall or in the darkness of an IMAX theater, we still gather to hear the story of a tired man trying to get back home. Home has never been Ithaca. It has always been us.
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