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Watching this total stranger, Manny stood there with a look of skeptical appraisal, until the guy concluded with, ‘Your work has changed my life.’ Manny replied convincingly, ‘I doubt it.'” I had a similar moment with Manny at the 1990 Telluride Film Festival, where he received a life achievement award that I was asked to present to him. I’d gotten to know him in the ’70s when, as editor of _Film Comment_ magazine, I’d run some of the last pieces he’d write in a 35-year spell of movie criticism, before he devoted full time to his art work and teaching at the University of California, San Diego. So I was aware that this Arizona native could be as courtly as a ranchhand in church; also that he wasn’t reluctant to flash his acerbic side. We were chatting on a Telluride lawn, and, after I’d taken some conversational flight at what he considered too great an altitude or length, he stared dreamily into the middle distance and wondered aloud, “Do you think that if I broke your jaw they’d have to wire it shut?” As a painter and a movie critic, Manny, who died at 91 last week, was the enemy of the ornate, the long-winded, the self-important. His collages asserted the artistic value of small things in boxes; his writing championed the cramped brilliance of little men in tight spots — in the B movies he loved and, through his writing, helped raise from forgotten to fashionable, from gargoyles to saints. At the same time he sniped at critics’ darlings like Alfred Hitchcock and Orson Welles. (_Citizen Kane_ was “exciting but hammy.”) Above all, he urged the moviegoer’s attention away from plot and social message and toward the vital energy occurring, as W.H. Auden wrote of Brueghel’s _Icarus_, “Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot / Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer’s horse / Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.” Manny sold these advanced ideas through a seductive, daunting prose style that left the alert reader exhausted and grateful. Much of it is collected in the you-must-order-it-now collection, _Negative Space_, first published in 1971 and reissued in expanded form in 1998\. It’s essential for anyone who has ever been to a movie or read a word of English. You’ll learn how films should be seen, and how the language can be twisted, refined, expanded, improved, undercut, remade. (The frustrating news is that _Negative Space_ represents only a small fraction of the Farber canon. The exhilarating news is that Robert Polito, one of the best of many writers on Manny, is preparing a multivolume set of the complete criticism, to be published by Harvard University Press.) In a famous 1957 essay, “Underground Films,” Manny argued that “the true masters of the male action film — such soldier-cowboy-gangster directors as Raoul Walsh, Howard Hawks, William Wellman, William Keighley, the early, pre-_Stagecoach_ John Ford, Anthony Mann” — deserved a higher place in the cinema canon than the big-theme directors who won Oscars and the praise of mainstream reviewers. He praised Hawks especially “because he shows a maximum speed, inner life, and view, with the least amount of flat foot.” Manny’s celebration of action directors took a while to kick in — it had to be doubled or seconded by _Cahiers du Cinema_ critics in France, and Andrew Sarris and Pauline Kael here — but to the next generation of critics his apostasy became dogma. In another seminal essay, the 1962 “White Elephant Art vs. Termite Art,” he focused his laser gaze on the new arthouse high priests, Francois Truffaut and Michelangelo Antonioni, finding them — and, by extension, their American admirers — guilty of a new version of Manny’s original sin: “filling every pore of a work with darting Style and creative Vivacity.” (Oh, the castrating sarcasm of the upper-case S and V.) He defined the first part of his dialectic as “Masterpiece art, reminiscent of the enameled tobacco humidors and wooden lawn ponies bought at white elephant auctions decades ago…” What he wanted was obsession within anonymity: termite art, operating under the floorboards of official culture, doing it in the dark, “where the spotlight of culture is nowhere in evidence, so that the craftsman can be ornery, wasteful, stubbornly self-involved, doing go-for-broke art and not caring what comes of it.” **“Critical of Criticism”** “Doing go-for-broke art and not caring what comes of it.” That’s not just a critical testament, it’s autobiography; Manny was that craftsman. Contributing to left-wing weeklies and film magazines — except for a few months at _Time_ — he had all the anonymity he needed, at least relative to front-line reviewers on the newspapers and newsweeklies. Manny’s pieces had no impact on a film’s box office take; I don’t recall ever seeing his name on a movie ad or a DVD box. Eh, so what? His reviews gave the impression that, although it’d be nice to be heeded, he didn’t care if he was liked. This wasn’t the case with Manny; but he certainly wouldn’t play the game of critical ingratiation. Writing sentences suitable for blurbing, charming readers with equivocation (“Is it only me or…?”), bullying them with ex-cathedra opinions (“If you don’t agree with me you’re an idiot”): to him all this smacked of hucksterism. “I’m very critical of criticism,” he told Leah Ollman in a long _Art In America_ interview in 2004\. “The length of sentences and the amount of narcissism involved throws me all the time. People like Proust and Melville please me. They don’t waste words.” He denounced and avoided the critical cult of personality; “I made it a point never to use the word _I_ in an essay, an article,” he told Ollman. Though hardly a hermit, he avoided the community of critics and the proximity of the people he wrote about. “Anonymity and coolness… writing film-centered criticism rather than self-centered criticism,” was one of the seven “Critical Precepts” that he and Patricia Patterson — Manny’s intimate collaborator in his writing, arting and, for 40 years, life — laid down in _Film Comment_ in 1977\. “With few exceptions, we don’t like meeting the movie director or going to press screenings.” Along with this remove from the action was a demotion of opinion, which for many critics is the meat of a review. David Thomson, who’s up there with Manny in the film-critical pantheon, said after his death that, rereading him, he couldn’t always tell what Manny thought of a film — not that analysis was lacking, just an overall value judgment. I don’t think that rendering an Olympian opinion was crucial for him. It was more important to look at the work closely, tunnel into its rhythm and visual texture, then write it up, with special attention to originality of expression and sentence-solving, so that the reader can approach the finished piece with the same concentration, and expectation of rewards, as any work of art. “I believe most of what I wrote,” Manny told Ollman with a disconcerting blitheness, “but I’m more interested in the elegance of the word and what it throws up at you.” Manny’s art-view was clear enough. “To put Hitchcock up or down isn’t the point,” he wrote in the essay “Clutter” in the late ’60s; “the point is sticking to the material as it is, rather than drooling over behind-the-camera feats of engineering.” Anyway, it was impossible to mistake his authorial personality — or, rather, his restless mind and outsize intelligence. When I knew Manny, his receding hairline gave him a forehead as high as Jeff Morrow the Metalunan’s in _This Island Earth_, and inside this gigantic braincase all manner of creatures crawled, gnawed and sang. A master of sprung rhythm, he could pack a half-dozen insights into a 100-word sentence on Chuck Jones and the Warner cartoon crew — “Despite the various positions on humor (Tex Avery is a visual surrealist proving nothing is permanent, McKimson is a show-biz satirist with throw-away gags and celebrity spoofs, Friz Freleng is the least contorting, while Jones’s specialty, comic character, is unusual for the chopping-up of motion and the surreal imposition: a Robin Hood duck, whose flattened beak springs out with each repeated faux pas as a reminder of the importance of his primary ineptness), the Warner cartoonists are refreshing iconoclasts because they concentrate on so many other humor antecedents besides brutal mishaps, cultural punning, ballet-like sadism” — then top it with the snappy summation that “the good ones are masterpieces and the bad ones aren’t a total loss.” **“In Print Every Week”** In the mining town of Douglas, Ariz., just above the Mexican border, Emanuel Farber was born on Feb. 20, 1917, youngest of a store owner’s three sons. “I had two brothers who were fiendishly good at almost everything they approached,” he recalled in the _Art in America_ interview, “and they were fiendishly competitive.” Both of his elder siblings became psychiatrists; one, Leslie, was a distinguished author. “And I had a father who was equally competitive.” Farber, Sr., originally from Vilna, Lithuania, had studied to be a rabbi, and schmoozing must have been in the syllabus. “I picked up the congenial element of befriending important people from my father, way back.” In school, he said, he was the class clown. “I could never do the plot or the character descriptions. But if I could add to something with a joke, it would work…. If it seems funny to me to make a side remark while I’m discussing a serious subject — simply because of the sound of the words, or the sound of the thought — I think it’s legitimate.” He was briefly at Berkeley, then transferred to Stanford, where he took a drawing class. In his early 20s he went to Washington, D.C., where Leslie had a practice. There Manny took up the carpenter’s trade. (When he visited us at Film Comment in the 70s, our office was in the American Bible Building; he remarked that he had worked on the building’s construction.) Carpentry may have influenced his later collages and their element of compartmentalizing in squares. It also supplemented Manny’s work as a critic — though, he professed to Ollman, he never acquired practical expertise: “I can’t fix anything.” Otis Ferguson, one of the earliest film critics to create a coherent and eloquent body of work, was reviewing for the _New Republic_. “When Ferguson went off to the Coast Guard at the beginning of the war and was destroyed by a Nazi bomb, I immediately wrote a letter to the editor saying that I could do the job very well.” He recommended himself for the film job over art criticism because, “doing movies, I would be in print every week. Doing painting I would be in once a month. I was getting $40 or $50 an article and that wouldn’t be sufficient for getting us through life.” He was at the time married to the first of his three wives. At the _New Republic_, and then _The Nation_, Manny built his caviar reputation. By now he was in New York, pursuing his three careers, befriending the right people in the Abstract Expressionist world and in magazine criticism. (Can’t say whether he also hobnobbed with the top carpenters.) Like an assiduous upward-achiever, he was trying to get noticed; he didn’t succeed enough to suit him. Even in his late collages, Manny was craving the attention of the art-critical establishment. A scrap on his painting _Batiquitos_ reads: “Heaven to be noticed by Roberta Smith or \[Adam\] Gopnik.” Over the decades he wrote for _Commentary, Commonweal, The New Leader, Film Culture, Artforum_ — his most sustained affiliation, from 1966 to 1971 — and, just before that, for _Cavalier_. It’s a mystery what the consumers of that second-tier girlie mag thought of Manny’s column. He certainly wasn’t trying to ingratiate himself with them; his prose was as gnarly as ever. Sample lead sentence: “What is interesting about the Cultural Exposition \[Explosion?\] is that while the public has become cognizant of the geniuses in each art form, the works themselves have been losing their identity as painting, TV comedy, or film.” Maybe the _Cavalier_ clientele really read it for the articles. One of his more complicated friendships was with James Agee, who reviewed movies for _The Nation_ and _Time_, had contributed the text to the Dust Bowl picture-poem _Let Us Now Praise Famous Men_ and would go on to write the novel _A Death in the Family_ and the _African Queen_ screenplay with John Huston. (He also worked vagrantly with Manny on a never-completed script.) Agee was the alcoholic Episcopalian golden boy to Manny’s cranky Jewish mensch, and that may have stoked jealousy and resentment. How was Manny to know that Agee, however lauded in his time (he died at 51 in 1955), would in the long run be the white elephant to Manny’s termite? No, let’s be fairer: Charlie Chaplin, equal parts genius and sentiment, to Manny’s Buster Keaton, the deadpan acrobat and scene constructor, who had to wait ages for his star to eclipse Chaplin’s in critics’ eyes. In 1952 Manny very favorably reviewed _In the Street_, a furtive documentary shot in Harlem by Agee, Janice Loeb and Helen Levitt: “Every Hollywood Hitchcock-type director should study this picture if he wants to see really stealthy, queer-looking, odd-acting, foreboding people.” Six years later, considering the posthumous collection _Agee on Film_, Manny was less generous. The essay, “Nearer My Agee to Thee,” alternates salutes and bitch-slaps so rapidly it seems simultaneously a military tribute and a Three Stooges routine. But that’s par for a Farber piece. As Polito notes, he “sustains strings of divergent, perhaps irreconcilable adjectives such that praise can seem inseparable from censure — _Touch of Evil_, he writes, is ‘basically the best movie of Welles’s cruddy middle peak period.'” **Manny at Time** For a five-month stretch in 1949-50, Manny was employed as _Time_‘s Cinema critic. After _The Nation_ and _The New Republic_, a _Time_ stint meant a sharp raise in pay (he was hired at an annual salary of $8,500, a hefty sum back then) but a likely loss in status among the intellectuals whose favor he craved. He may have thought his work for the magazine was beneath his standard; _Negative Space_ includes no _Time_ reviews. I had guessed that the gig was painful, that editors rewrote his copy into _Time_\-speak, with its backward-running sentences, space-saving but eye-irritating ampersands (“now & then”), capitalized job designations and film references shoved in as nicknames — “Director Elia (_Gentleman’s Agreement_) Kazan” — often with the job title crushed into a compound cuteism (“Cinemactor Sessue Hayakawa,” “Cinemogul Darryl F. Zanuck”). I assumed that, when Manny left the place, he felt well rid of it. Yet he told me that he considered not making a go of the _Time_ job the biggest failure of his writing career. One explanation is his rivalry with Agee. In that 1958 essay — a piece so conflicted it could have been called “Let Us Now Praise/Blame Little/Big Men” — Manny seemed to prefer the _Time_ Agee to the _Nation_ one: “Agee’s _Time_ stint added up to a sharp, funny encyclopedia on the film industry in the 1940s. Though he occasionally lapsed into salesmanship through brilliantly subtle swami glamour (_Henry V_, the Ingrid Bergman cover story), Agee would be wisely remembered for quick biographies and reviews, particularly about such happy garbage as June Haver musicals and an early beatnik satire _Salome Where She Danced_, where his taste didn’t have to outrun a superabundant writing talent.” He had a similar opinion of my work (which I dare to compare to the elegant Agee’s in no other way). While some friends figured I’d sold my soul by going to _Time_, committing weekly journalism instead of writing essays and books, Manny said he thought my _Time_ stuff was better, freer and more concentrated. I suspect his comments on Agee and me spoke to an admiration for workmanlike salaried labor, whether done by carpenters, bottom-rung gangsters, tanktown vaudevillians, Poverty Row directors or movie critics. To him, Agee’s and my “little magazine” essays were white elephants, our _Time_ stories termites. I also believe that Manny was in some ways simpatico to _Time_, even or especially in its early maturity. Both he and the Luce publication favored wordplay, luscious similes, extreme verbal concision (e.g., a string of adjectives without an “and” before the last one), abrupt shifts of tone, with gags that interrupted the serious analysis — all in the aid of entertaining as well as enlightening or pushing an agenda, and in recognition that getting people to read a magazine required a measure of variety-showmanship. Manny’s earlier writing had many of these qualities (as well as many others that _Time_ had little use or space for). That must be why he was hired — that and, I’ll bet, Agee’s recommendation. It could also explain why he wanted to be there. What about Manny’s _Time_ writing? Since the magazine’s entire archive is available on TIME.com, the Farber columns should be easy to find. But _Time_ critics did not get bylines until the Vietnam years, so you can’t just put “Farber” in the Search panel and call up his stories. You must delve into the bound volumes of the magazine in 1949 and 1950, where, for each review, the author’s name is written in the margin. Thanks to the yeoman work of Arts maven Amy Goehner and ace librarian Bill Hooper, we have a firmer handle on Manny’s _Time_ work. We can’t speak with certitude, since other names — probably the researchers’, less likely other reviewers’ — occasionally appear with his. When Polito compiles his Complete Manny Farber edition, we’ll know for sure. For now, I’m taking on faith his authorship of all _Time_ movie reviews from Sept. 12, 1949 to Jan. 24, 1950\. What Amy and Bill found were 15 columns of between 800 and 1,300 words, covering such pictures as _White Heat, Germany Year Zero, Pinky, The Heiress, Beyond the Forest, Thieves’ Highway, They Live by Night, All the King’s Men, Intruder in the Dust, Passport to Pimlico_ (loved it) and _Adam’s Rib_ (hated it). You can locate these and other Manny movie reviews fairly quickly by typing a film’s title, in quotes, into the Search box. What you’ll also discover is a 32-year-old writer coping with a house style and deadline fatigue, but also fighting to get his say and his way and frequently winning. His advocacy of neo-realism, of storytelling efficiency, of teeming termite life in the corners of the film frame, and his excoriation of fussiness, bloviation, “artistic” movies, ring clear, as does his unique voice. Dozens of passages here could have been written only by Manny. I don’t say his _Time_ columns were near his best stuff, but a lot of it is choice. At a lunch Manny had in 1977 with Film Comment’s associate editor Brooks Riley and me, Manny allowed that, yes, he might be thought of as one of the 10 best film critics… Always competitive, and this time underestimating his worth. (A quick list of nine others, without overthinking it, but just going by the gut feeling of folks whose writing makes me jealous: Ferguson, Agee, Robert Warshow, Sarris, Kael, Richard T. Jameson, J. Hoberman — the best weekly film critic today, and the one who drank deepest at the Farber font — and, of the new guys, Ed Gonzalez, and honorary adoptive American, David Thomson.) But, Manny said with matter-of-fact poignance, “what I’d really like is to be considered one of the 100 best American artists.” This was just around the time he was segueing from large abstract paintings to his overview collages. I’ve seen Manny’s paintings, but only as reproduced in a catalogue. And I’m no art historian. So I called upon the expertise of Richard Lacayo, _Time_‘s art critic and, not incidentally, a serious film connoisseur. Richard e-mails me that Manny “frequently did these bird’s-eye views (I call them table tops) in which the whole canvas is filled with figures, houses, objects, photographs, all seen from above, and frequently (not always) connected by train track that carries your eye all around the canvas. They always struck me as being like his writing about movies, where he puts before you this world of bright particulars picked out by his magpie eye and connected by his very original train of thought.” I can testify to his originality in film criticism, and to his influence, certainly in the acceptance of the “male action film.” Carrie Rickey called him “a man’s man, and some of Manny’s preference for Hawks and Walsh films over the warmer, daintier ones of, say, George Cukor, may reflect a man’s impatience with women’s problems and their need to talk about them. You could say his take prefigures today’s movies, where women are absent or subservient and guys get to do guy things. But Carrie is right in seeing Manny not as just a superb writer-reviewer, but the manliest, or Manniest, of them all. He approached film writing as a superior workman does a challenging job: total planning, total inspiration, hard work. And a respect for his craft. He was tough on other critics, and on himself, but he never demeaned the writing to which he brought so much passion and pain. “Criticism is very important, and difficult,” he said in the Ollman interview. “I can’t think of a better thing for a person to do.” Surely no one did it better than Manny Farber. ```json [{"@context":"https://schema.org","@type":"NewsArticle","@id":"https://time.com/archive/6909168/manny-farber-termite-of-genius/","mainEntityOfPage":{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https://time.com/archive/6909168/manny-farber-termite-of-genius/"},"headline":"Manny Farber: Termite of Genius","datePublished":"2008-08-26T04:00:00.000Z","dateModified":"2026-03-22T15:40:39.355Z","description":"Manhattan, 1978; the opening of a gallery show of Manny Farber's paintings. 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