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Monday, 8 July 2019

Book Review: Secret War, The Story of SOE, Nigel West



Originally published in 1992, this is a reprint of Nigel West's interesting if bewilderingly thorough* account of SOE's activities in WWII. In itself this is impressive as the organisation was, by its very nature, highly secretive, and - despite many of its operatives having published memoirs and the like (not always entirely truthful/reliable) - much of its own documentary paper-trail was destroyed by those involved, or long remained/remains classified.

A couple of quotes, taken from the book itself and some of those quoted therein, give a flavour of what to expect: from the broader context, itself an 'alphabet soup of secret organisations, each with overlapping responsibilities and minimal coordination' (p49-50), to the SOE itself - 'all these people with odd initials and numbers which puzzle me more than the enemy' (Sir Alexander Cadogan, permanent under-secretary at the Foreign Office, 1938-46, p68) - it's certainly a bewildering subject.


War breeds strange bedfellows: Tito and Churchill, Naples, 1944.

After an excellent lively intro, the narrative starts hopping around a lot geographically, starting with the founding of SOE, and including a reproduction of the 'previously unpublished' Charter of this government sanctioned fomenter of 'violence mayhem and murder' (Jack Beevor, p1). Throughout these globetrotting peregrinations - which take the reader from Scandinavia, via the Lowlands and France, Spain, Italy, Germany, the Med, the Balkans, North Africa all the way to the Far East - we're barraged with information on SOE's composition and personnel in both England, viz the confusing alphabet soup of 'sections' responsible for the various overseas ops, and the exhaustingly labyrinthine doings of the 'enthusiastic amateurs' as they were often disparagingly referred to, and their brave (foolhardy?) if at times vaudevillian antics on the ground, often behind enemy lines.

It's striking how much this whole area of skullduggery appears to have been the preserve of an establishment elite, Oxbridge chaps with double-barrelled surnames, most of whom have either military or legal/business backgrounds, sometimes both. Most, one might assume, would likely be Tory types. And indeed the majority were. But one of the surprises herein is how often there were leftists, even outright Communists, within this organisation and many others, eventually leading Churchill to pursue his own British Empire style 'purges', to be rid of such irksome 'moles'. [1]

I intended to show a photo of Brigadier Keble here, SOE Chief of Staff, Cairo. But, in true cloak and dagger style... I couldn't find one!

Several themes run throughout the entire book: one concerns the internecine strife 'twixt SIS and SOE, the former the intelligence gathering branch of the secret service, and the latter the 'black-ops' department. Another has to with the confusion and duplication of efforts such a scenario necessarily engendered. And a third focuses on the 'breathtaking... political naivety' which saw SOE (and SIS, OSS, etc) getting very messily involved in complex political imbroglios in sensitive and volatile areas.

Whilst the constant barrage of names, abbreviations, code- and place-names is overwhelming and exhausting (it's a shame there's no photo section, but the omission of a glossary/list of abbreviations is a capital sin!), there's always a just about sufficient frisson of the whole James Bond thing to keep things interesting. Numerous operations never transpired, many were bungled, some terribly so, and yet there were some great successes. [2] Within all this one encounters many buccaneering and wild tales, both stories one has met before, such as those made into books and films (two that spring to mind are Heroes of Telemark, and Ill Met by Moonlight), as well as many that are new, to me at least. 


Vemork Hydroelectric, Norway, target of operations Grouse, Freshman and Gunnerside.

I'd certainly recommend this to those interested in such cloak and dagger doings. But I also feel that a potentially easier and better way for the interested layman into this murky and muddled area is through stories of particular individuals or events. This leaves me wondering if I ought not perhaps read some of that Agent ZigZag type stuff that I know is out there... hmmm?



* Comprehensive was my first choice of word here. But given that there are so many gaps in the records, thorough seemed more apt. 

NOTES:

[1] Fortunately for those being 'liquidated' in these British purges, unlike Stalin's brutally muderous variety this simply meant being denied certain roles.

[2] Freshman and Gunnerside, the former the first disastrous attempt, and the latter the eventually successful second mission, both with the same goal of disrupting Germany's nuclear programme show how thin the line was between ridiculous and costly failure, and sublime success.

Film Review: Ill Met by Moonlight, 1957



I decided to re-watch this classic WWII 'true-life' thriller having just read Nigel West's Secret War, a history of the SOE

Ill Met by Moonlight, based on the memoirs of the same name by former SOE agent Stanley Moss is, fortunately, a Powell and Pressburger film, and that means excellence.


A nice old edition of Moss' book.

Stanley Moss and Leigh Fermor in their German disguises. [1]

Set on Crete, SOE agent Patrick Leigh-Fermor forms an ambitious plan to kidnap General Friedrich- Wilhelm Muller, the German commander on Crete, notorious for his brutality [2]. However, in typical SOE style (see West's book for more on this theme), by the time the mission goes ahead, Muller has been replaced by Kreipe. Rather than abort, the mission goes ahead, only now with a different target.

This small but significant detail is omitted from the film, which starts, after a brief visual and musical intro to the themes of Cretan freedom fighters and the beauty of the island, by introducing us to Leigh-Fermor, catching a local bus toting a sack of potatoes! Very soon, however, he's planning the op with a local Cretan resistance chap on the terrace of a saloon.


You'll want to visit Crete after watching this.

To the filmmakers' credit the island itself, its ruggedly arid mountainous topography having a rather savage beauty and grandeur, is as much a character in the film as any of the human (or animal*) players. In this respect this film reminds me of They Who Dare, which is also set under the scorching Mediterranean sun. Music is also used very well, mixing typically filmic atmospherics (I adore the mournful piano and clarinet theme played as the guerillas trek through the countryside) with Cretan folk styles - including a frantic 7/8 motif - to great effect.

The film celebrates the enthusiastic amateurs of SOE as plucky Brits, very much public schoolboys up to their japes, and looks rather quaintly dated in this respect. West's book on the SOE is at pains to point out that for numerous reasons, typically including both internal political wrangling and brutal German reprisals, locals weren't always as cooperative or fond of such Brit adventurers and interlopers as is suggested here.

A useful map, from the book. The film uses maps to help as well.

The bulk of the film is given over to first the abduction itself, which is a terrific bit of real life James Bond type derring-do, and then the eighteen day trek through the mountain wilderness before a hoped for extraction. The drama throughout is superbly done. And we grow to love all the major protagonists, from our plummy heroes and their salt of the earth local sidekicks to Kreipe, who isn't such a bad egg.

I've yet to see a Powell and Pressburger film I don't like - Colonel Blimp is an out and out masterpiece, in my view - and Ill Met by Moonlight is one of several excellent WWII era films (another I re-watched recently being Battle of the River Plate, about the sinking of Graf Spee) they made. The only reason I dock half a 'kreuz is on account of the 'jolly hockey sticks' style sanitisation of these purveyors of state sanctioned murder and mayhem. [3]




Kreipe in the tender care of his Cretan abductors, movie style.

The real Maj. Gen. Kreipe.

NOTES

* Perhaps to emphasise the rustic nature of the island and it's people a few animals - dogs, goats, donkeys - feature in a prominent and endearing manner!

A short documentary on Kreipe's abduction can be viewed here, on YouTube. Rather amazingly, the Gerneral and his kidnappers were reunited on a Greek TV show, in 1972. A brief clip from this can also be found on YouTube. 

[1] The taking of the photographs from which this example is drawn is a scene that features in the film. These and numerous others can be viewed online, here.

The actual abduction team.

[2] Known as the 'Butcher of Crete', Muller committed atrocities against civilian and military targets throughout the war, in numerous locations, eventually being tried and executed for these actions by the Greeks.

[3] The expected German reprisals for Kriepe's abduction and other similar/related partisan style actions were in turn subject to partisan reprisal. SOE operatives, including Moss, being implicated in the murder of a number of German soldiers who had surrendered after being ambushed.


Leigh Fermor and Dirk Bogarde, who plays him in the movie.

Christopher Lee has a brief cameo.