Traditionally speaking, writers are among the worst subjects you
can focus on in film. Sure, they're full of anger, emotion, sentiment,
self-doubt and a pint or two of whiskey, but their conflicts are
all internal. Writers aren't like stunt pilots, boxers or tank
commanders--they don't do big, splashy, visual things. They tend
to just sit there and think. One notable exception to this rule
seems to have been pulp writer Robert E. Howard, the subject of
Dan Ireland's absorbing new biopic The Whole Wide World.
Vincent D'Onofrio (an actor I will continue to laude until he
gets bigger and better parts) stars as burley, blustery good ol'
Texas boy Bob Howard who hit it big penning the lusty adventures
of Conan the Barbarian back in the pulp magazine era of the 1930s.
In the mid '30s, Howard apparently began an odd love affair with
local teacher (and wannabe writer) Novalyne Price. Price only
wrote one book in her entire life, a 1985 tome recounting her
relationship with Howard. That book forms the basis of Ireland's
film, both a wistful accounting of a doomed love and an exacting
examination of unstable genius.
Despite his success, Howard never left his small Texas hometown,
and spent his entire adult life caring for his invalid mother.
The relationship between Howard and his mother does not appear
to have been a very healthy one. Ann Wedgeworth, best known for
her work on TV's Evening Shade, is perfectly cast as the
not-quite-dominating, but still-quite-demanding matriarch. Mrs.
Howard never seems willing to give up her motherly grasp, and
frequently deflects the attentions of other women (Novalyne Price
included) from her beloved son. This relationship is highly important
to understanding the character and life of Robert E. Howard.
Howard's stories were full of visceral sex and gore. They were
the primal fantasies of an adolescent boy who never quite grew
up. This ability to tap into childhood fantasies was both the
writer's greatest strength and his greatest weakness. It made
him an indefatigable pulp hero, cranking out hundreds of wildly
popular stories: Westerns, fantasies, science fiction, horror
stories. The scenes in which Howard bangs out his fiction--screaming
out dialogue, gesticulating wildly and pounding on the typewriter
like an angry beast--are invigorating, infectious and slightly
scary. This incredible child-like imagination also makes it difficult
for Howard to connect with real women. The affair with Novalyne
Price apparently lasted through several years of fits and starts
and was never actually consummated.
Renee Zellweger (ready to hit the big-time after her star turn
in Jerry Maguire) plays Novalyne Price with just the right
elements of wide-eyed hero worship and stubborn "It girl"
independence. Zellweger's Price is smart enough to realize that
this handsome man-child is nothing but trouble; still, she is
attracted to both Howard's loud-mouthed charisma and to his success
as a writer. When Howard berates her for not writing about things
that she knows, Novalyne fires back with the observation that
she has never seen giant snakes or big-breasted maidens traipsing
through the hills of East Texas. To which Howard replies, "Oh,
but I have."
The Whole Wide World is a quiet, lyrical love story between
an intelligent down-to-earth girl and a wildly creative stargazer.
It is also an affecting drama about a social reject who was never
able to escape the grasp of his mother's love. Sadly, Howard committed
suicide at a very young age, and Novalyne Price gave up her dream
of being a famous writer. Together, perhaps, they could have conquered
the world. I guess that's what that love stuff is all about.