For the week of February 17, 2006
By Michael Miner
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They Don't Know Jack
The pundits are missing what really makes 24 tick.
Twenty-four is the Fox drama where one day a year Jack Bauer takes
the law into his own hands and saves the republic. It's always a day when
the president happens to be visiting Los Angeles, and maybe the show's real
message is that the president should stay back east.
But anyway, this season, 24's fifth, the pundits are descending on
the show to assign it its place in the American gestalt. The reason why is
clear: the premiere last month coincided with a moment when George W. Bush
was telling every friendly audience he could find that a president's gotta
do what he's gotta do and besides, if he does it it's legal. And here's
Jack Bauer on TV once a week grimly doing the doing. Whose side is 24
on? Liberals watch the show by the millions -- should they denounce it? Is
24 happy hour for crypto-fascists?
The New Yorker's Nancy Franklin had never seen 24 at all until recently, when she buckled down and watched every one of the 102 episodes that've aired since 2001. This kind of marathon does most shows no favor. You spot its tics. "I tended to notice annoying repetitions," Franklin wrote this month. "It seemed to me that Jack whispered 'We'll get through this' to his daughter, Kim . . . at least five times in every episode she was in." But Franklin was impressed. She was affected -- as are we all -- by the "cloud of existential doom" that hangs over Jack Bauer and by the way Bauer and his comrades at the LA Counter Terrorist Unit "find themselves perpetually at the crossroads of urgency and ethics."
In the New York Times on February 5, Sarah Vowell hailed 24 as
a liberal's guilty pleasure. Describing a recent scene in which Bauer,
interrogating a treacherous aide to the president about missing canisters of
nerve gas while time was, as time always is on 24, fast running out,
points a knife at his face and tells him that if he doesn't talk, "the
first thing I'm going to do is, I'm going to take out your right eye. I'll
move over and take out your left." Vowell admits, "Sitting on my couch,
under the watchful stare of no fewer than six busts of Lincoln, while
wearing a sweatshirt given to volunteers at a children's tutoring center,
as Bauer's knife was poised to break the man's skin, what I was thinking
was: Do it."
She went on to conclude, "Unconstitutional fantasies are normal (I
hope), and on TV dramas they can be entertaining and cathartic. Let's just
keep them off the TV news."
Vowell should scratch a little deeper: 24 is not your garden-variety
unconstitutional fantasy. Jack Bauer is one of the greatest TV characters
because he does what needs to be done with deep regard for what the
Constitution -- not to mention his conscience -- has to say about his
behavior. Unlike, just perhaps, some present leaders of our government,
Bauer knows what needs to be done for what it is -- evil. He spies and
abducts and tortures and then gives himself up. Let me finish this one
mission, he's always dolefully telling the CTU brass, and then you can take
me in. We don't see Bauer praying, but then we don't see him taking a leak
either. Those are things that must happen during commercials, and if his
prostate's in no better shape than his soul the peeing is agony. Bauer
knows he's in bad with God. He knows that doing the wrong thing for the
right reason doesn't make it the right thing -- which separates him by
leaps and bounds from the theologians running the country.
Wussy secular humanists love Bauer because he's a moral relativist.
Cowboys like him because he's an absolutist. He gets that some things are
black-and-white and some things are gray. He knows the only way to
distinguish the greater evil from the lesser is to measure them both
against the yardstick of categorical evil, the yardstick the great
religions keep in their top drawer. In a crisis Bauer is pretty quick to
identify the lesser evil, but I don't think he's ever 100 percent sure, and
as the lesser evil is still evil, it's pretty clear to him he's going to
hell.
What's not to like about Jack Bauer? He's a great example to us all
because he doesn't lie about the impossible nature of his choices. Fools
and demagogues do. Let's consider briefly one of the few personal crises I
don't believe Bauer has faced in his five seasons on the air: what if Kim
had gotten knocked up? The abortion debate has torn the country apart
because neither side is honest about the choices. The debate is actually
between the half of the country that thinks abortion is evil and the half
that thinks it's a necessary evil. That's a divide that could be straddled.
Jack Bauer could straddle it. Again, abortion must be one of those things
that he talks about, if at all, only during the commercials. But in the
early seasons, when Kim was a teenager, if his cell phone had rung and
she'd told him in a quavering voice, "Daddy, I'm pregnant and I don't know
what to do," I have no doubt what he'd have said.
He'd have whispered, "The terrorists are about to spot me hiding here
and then I'm going to have to kill some people so this is a bad time to
talk. But I want you to know I love you. We'll get through this." Whatever
he thought, whatever she decided, she'd need his strength and not his
sanctimony, and he'd be there for her. And it would occur to Jack Bauer
that whichever way things played out, at some point down the road he'd be
as sad as could be.
The Movie Wraps Before the Story Ends
The curious thing about Citizen Black, a documentary on Conrad Black
that makes its U.S. premiere on cable's Sundance Channel at 8 PM this
Monday, is that it totally ignores Chicago. The movie was finished two
years ago, when Black's media empire was beginning to splinter around him
but before it collapsed. He's since been indicted here in Chicago on
charges of fraud, racketeering, money laundering, and obstruction of
justice and he faces trial next year in our federal court. His longtime
business partner, David Radler, who ran the Sun-Times and the rest of
Hollinger International's Chicago Group, has pleaded guilty to fraud and
agreed to testify against him.
Citizen Black offers us Black -- aka Lord Black of Crossharbour --
during somewhat happier times in other places. Filmmaker Debbie Melnyk
chases him around trying to get him to agree to a formal interview, and we
see enough of the banter between them to understand that Black can be a
pretty witty and charming guy.
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