Perché Iospia?

Iospia nasce perché in quasi tutte le riviste dedicate ai cosidetti generi, le storie di spionaggio sono confuse (a torto o a ragione) con i thriller/noir/gialli. È vero che un romanzo di spionaggio deve essere anche un buon giallo/noir/thriller, ma noi poniamo questa definizione basica, elementare: consideriamo un romanzo, di 'spionaggio' tale, quando i protagonisti dello stesso, sono spie, agenti segreti. Questo è il primo criterio da noi scelto per definire un romanzo o una pellicola 'di spionaggio'. Ce ne sono altri? Fatecelo sapere. In Iospia parleremo di romanzi, di libri, di storia dello spionaggio, di spionaggio, di siti sullo spionaggio, di quello che pubblicano i giornali sullo spionaggio. Prenderemo le nostre notizie da internet o da altri giornali, citando la fonte.

Secondo il Guardian e Henry Porter ecco le tre migliori spy story.

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The best spy fiction

John le Carré: The Spy Who Came in From the Cold (1963)
Eric Ambler: Epitaph for a Spy (1938)

Eric Ambler: Journey into Fear (1940)

On the cover of my old paperback of The Spy Who Came in From the Cold is a quotation from JB Priestley’s review: “Superbly constructed with an atmosphere of chilly hell.” Both are true of one of the greatest spy novels ever written and the book with which the little-known young Le Carré, who had himself served in MI5 and was working for MI6 at the time of publication, superseded Eric Ambler, the author who had revolutionised spy fiction in the late 30s. Le Carré’s story of Alec Leamas, a hardened cold war foot soldier who has lived “without sympathy”, starts and ends at the Berlin wall. In the last operation before he comes in from the cold, Leamas is persuaded by Control and George Smiley to defect to the east and to incriminate Hans-Dieter Mundt, apparently the Circus’s archenemy. Leamas is the poisoned pill, but only in last pages of the book does he realise that he has been used in an elaborate double bluff and that his true mission was to protect Mundt. It is all so cleverly worked - Leamas’s descent, then his redemption through love for the librarian Liz Gold, the court scenes in East Germany and the final agonising dash for the border. The plot is said to have been based on a real operation in Czechoslovakia, although I have never seen le Carré confirm this. Even if it is true, the book’s power comes not from reported actuality, but from le Carré’s quality as a novelist and his understanding of the treachery involved in the cold war and the moral ambiguities of the ideologies on both sides.

Le Carré owes something to Ambler, who rescued the spy novel with a succession of titles just before the war from what one critic has described as the “congenital Tories” (William Le Queux and Edward Oppenheim). Left-leaning and profoundly critical of Britain’s insularity in the 30s, Ambler was often at his best in the closed-world novels such as Epitaph for a Spy which takes place in a hotel in the south of France, where the Hungarian hero Vadassy finds himself in the midst of a fascist spy ring, and Journey into Fear, his last book before the war. This is the most psychological of his novels and has the English hero Graham, an expert in the Turkish military who is insular, conventional and politically naive, on a boat being pursued by Nazi assassins. Ambler never confronted the cold war, never took sides because he found it “distasteful”. He continued writing, but in the political sense opted for voluntary obsolescence, which Le Carré avoided when, in 1989, the wall where Leamas had been sacrificed fell down.

• Henry Porter is a novelist and columnist for the Observer

Writers’ rooms: Sebastian Faulks

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una iniziativa molto bella del Guardian, è di dedicare un’intervista alla stanza dello scrittore, ovvero dove lo scrittore scrive, progetta, cancella, i suoi libri. Ovviamente questa pagina è dedicata agli scrittori in genere, lo scrittore di questa settimana è S.F., ovvero colui che ha avuto l’incarico di continuare il ‘lavoro’ di ian Fleming, l’autore di 007. la foto è ovviamente, sul guardian, ingrandibile. Noi ci siamo limitati a fare una copia francobollo…
Ecco qui l’intervista.
“…I have worked in this room for six years. I wrote novels called Human Traces, Engleby and Devil May Care here, and have nearly finished a new one, provisionally called A Week in December. The room is part of a small flat in Holland Park, in west London. It’s at the top of a building so there’s no noise from above. I come here from home, 15 minutes’ walk away, from roughly 10 till six every weekday. I sometimes stay later or come in at the weekend as well, so I guess I must like it here.

It faces east and overlooks a garden square with a pink horse chestnut. The room is not as seedy as the picture makes it look, though I admit that the decor - if that’s not too strong a word - is the subject of some hilarity to female interviewers. I don’t care what it looks like, only how it works.

The desk belonged to a furniture dealer called Simon Horn. It’s too low to get my knees under, so the middle drawer has gone and the legs are propped up by copies of Charlotte Gray in Danish. The chair I got via the Wellcome Trust; it’s the same as those in their library and very good for someone with a chronically painful back. I inherited the curtains from the previous owner.

On the coffee table are books and notebooks relating to the novel in hand. The buff envelope at the front of the upper in-tray on the desk is the next VAT return. The temperamental phone/fax machine doubles, when it fancies it, as a photocopier.

On the wall I face are a small cameo of Tolstoy that I bought in his house in Moscow and a bronze relief of Dickens, half obscured by the computer screen, that was my mother’s. For each book I invoke a sort of patron saint. For A Week in December it’s Orwell, just visible at two o’clock from Tolstoy. The message of the old wartime poster next to him gives solid advice on a slow day. The bag was a Christmas present from my wife. …”

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