Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy
George Smiley is assigned to uncover the identity of the double agent operating in the highest levels of British Intelligence.
Stats for nerds
4recommend
13mentions
13people
2010–2025years
31% recommend69% neutral
Mentions per year
What Hacker News says
- I also strongly suspect you watched "The Spy Who Came in From the Cold". If you enjoyed this movie and the way it is narrated, please do yourself a favor and watch all the BBC mini series from the 70ies/80ies based on John Le Carré books, namely "Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy", "Smiley's People", and "A Perfect Spy" (or read the books, John Le Carré is an excellent writer, and "A Perfect Spy" can be compared to works by Dickens). You usually have no clue what is going on, and only learn about it later.
- A few months ago I listened to Casino Royale (narrator Dan Stevens, pretty good) and was kind of bummed at just how poorly it read. It's an OK story with very middling language, badly in need of an editor especially around the end. I was surprised that it received so much popularity when written. But maybe it only could get popular at the time, when the English were in need of a certain kind of hero.
I decided to re-read (via audiobook) my favorite John Le Carre novel, Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy (narrator Michael Jayston, one of the best audiobook performances I have ever listened to). So wildly different to have them back-to-back. It made me appreciate Le Carre all the more.
Speaking of audiobooks, Le Carre's own memoir The Pigeon Tunnel: Stories from My Life is read by himself and is a must-listen if you like his books. To hear him tell his own tales, with his own accents for the people in his life, definitely one of the cases where the audiobook format is superior.
- "It's obviously a bit in the future, but I look forward to the day when you can just use AI to generate new music, movies, TV shows, etc that are unencumbered so you can watch them wherever and whenever you want, even in 4k on Linux! I'll have sympathy and sadness for the individual creatives that lose the ability to support themselves, but not for the mega corps that have brought us to where we are now."
I agree that modern copyright law is atrocious and stifling, but the whole "I have sympathy for artists, but..." thing is just grimly exhausting and depressing at this point. I feel nothing but despair. I've spent a lot of time interacting with ChatGPT and image models, and when people say this, all I can do is wonder how other people interact with art and literature.
Every iteration of ChatGPT I've seen is an astoundingly bad prose stylist. At a sentence-to-sentence level, everything that burbles forth from ChatGPT's maw is joyless, flavorless garbage. It's an undifferentiated slurry that has all the verve of a corporate onboarding manual, mated with a self-help book, written by Reddit's gestalt consciousness.
Statistically aping surface form is low-hanging-fruit. Even if you just want (ugh) 'content' in the raw sense of the word - stuff that fills time between when we're born and when we're dead - I am skeptical current Large-Whatever-Models will get there. Everything they do is wholly divorced from being an agent in a physical reality. This is why image models can't even do (what-do-you-call-them, oh yeah) hands. There's a difference between regurgitating variants on two-dimensional representations of hands and drawing hands. I am similarly skeptical that a large-text-model can ever do anything that captures inner experience in a truly novel way. I just firmly do not believe that a text model trained on works written prior to Faulkner's career - regardless of how much goading you gave it - could produce "As I Lay Dying."
Wake me when a GPT model can write a thriller that delivers the rainsoaked weltschmerz and dread of Le Carre's 'Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy.' Until I see an AI put out something on par with "Move. Once you stop, you never start again: there is a special stage-fright that can make you dry up and walk away, that burns your fingers when you touch the goods and turns your stomach to water. Move," I will fear the idea of AI being pushed as any sort of salvation from the overreach of copyright law.
If it does end up being the solution we get, I worry we will have to augment the free-as-in-beer and free-as-in-speech axes with free-as-in-dumpster-diving.
- He had a long and productive life, and I hope a happy one, but this is still a great loss.
So many of the books are magnificent in their depth. So are the filmed adaptations: the BBC productions of Smiley's People and Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy; and the more recent film of the latter; and the Night Manager miniseries.
What has also given me a lot of pleasure was the BBC Radio productions of the eight George Smiley books [1]. They've often kept me company: sometimes on long car journeys, sometimes when I'm feeling contemplative but need distraction. Such a treat.
Thank you for it all Mr. Le Carré.
- John Le Carre’s “Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy”and Umberto Eco’s “The Name of the Rose” were constant companions for me on road trips (sadly no English unabridged “Foucault’s Pendulum” exists)
- After le Carré and Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy came up here earlier this week[1], I came across a $1.95 copy at a used bookstore. I'm sure I was primed to notice it after having just seen it discussed online, but it still felt like a neat bit of serendipity because a) I never would have bought a le Carré book otherwise (lumped them with Danielle Steele/John Grisham/Dean Koontz, older "beach books" I hadn't read that I didn't think I'd like) and b) I've been getting way more than $1.95 of value from it (at the beach).
So, to the shadowy cabal promoting John le Carré books on HN this week, thanks.
