"Mein
Führer! I can walk!" So exults the previously
wheelchair‑bound Dr. Strangelove to President
Merkin Muffley at the conclusion of Stanley
Kubrick's
seminal film of the 1960s, Dr. Strangelove or:
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the
Bomb (1964). The director of weapons research
and development, this crippled ex‑Nazi (who
nonetheless has a mechanical right arm that occasionally
rises uncontrollably in a Heil Hitler salute) surges
with life and health at the very moment of atomic
apocalypse. Expecting in just a few seconds the
triggering of the Soviet Doomsday Machine—being
set off by a maverick American bomber that has dropped
its nuclear load on Soviet territory—Strangelove
has seduced the military and political leaders in
the War Room with his vision of post‑apocalyptic
life in mine‑shafts. As Dr. Strangelove stands
erect and takes his first Frankenstein‑like
faltering steps, an H‑bomb explosion obliterates
his image. The following succession of hydrogen
bomb explosions and mushrooming clouds announces
the end of the world, the end of the film and the
end to American culture's silence on the Bomb.Dr.
Strangelove's hilarious reanimation in an atmosphere
of ionized death was emblematic of the film's black
humor, and the film's black humor in turn symbolized
a cultural sea‑change in the 60s. Laughing
at death and ridiculing all Cold War pieties—from
rabid anti‑Communism and nuclear safeguards
to puerile political leaders and maniacal military
men—Dr. Strangelove exuded the
fearless, radical spirit that came to characterize
the decade. Even before the forces of American dissent
coalesced around the issues of civil rights and
the Vietnam War, a cultural revolt was in the process
of forming—and it was forming around a postwar
icon previously spared much intense scrutiny: the
Bomb. Dr. Strangelove told audiences a new
and rebellious truth by exposing leaders' strange
love for the Bomb and by presenting the logical
if absurd end of the Cold War's direction: extermination.
Openly acknowledging the insanity and the dangers
of the atomic age, the film helped loose a cultural
rebellion that cracked Cold War hegemony and the
apocalyptic sway of the Bomb.
In
the earlier era of Ike, Joe McCarthy, duck and cover
drills, the Cleaver family and widespread acceptance
of Cold War imperatives, American popular culture
only allusively registered the damage of the new
atomic age. Films, art, novels and music often cloaked
Cold War pain and fear in muted or monstrously disguised
symbols. This tentative confrontation with the Bomb
in the 1950s found perhaps its clearest representation
in science fiction films, a new form of cultural
expression attuned to life in the atomic age. Nuclear
discourse or dissent did not materialize in direct
references to atomic and hydrogen bombs but rather
appeared in the skies, deserts and oceans in the
shapes of mutated creatures who embodied and displaced
atomic panic. In 1951, The Thing warned of
invading radioactive vegetable "things"
falling from space, and terrifyingly counseled Americans
to "watch the skies!" Giant deadly ants
from New Mexico menaced the southwestern United
States in Them! (1954) and turned out to
be the mutated products of the first Trinity atomic
blast at Alamogordo. American H‑bomb tests
in the Pacific revived a prehistoric monster in
the ocean depths near Japan in Godzilla (1956),
and Godzilla trampled Tokyo and caused Hiroshima‑like
destruction before being killed.
The
dangers posed by these mutant creatures were acknowledged
but contained, as the monsters consistently met
their matches in the guise of military or scientific
authorities capable of managing and ending their
threats. Containing Cold War fears proved more elusive
in the 60s, and authorities fared quite badly in
their attempts to control atomic dangers. This seemed
especially true for John F. Kennedy, who perilously
upped the atomic ante in his tempestuous years as
president. When the United States and the Soviet
Union battled over the future of Berlin—a
skirmish settled by the building of the Berlin Wall—both
Kennedy and Nikita Khrushchev fearsomely brandished
their nuclear arsenals. Kennedy used the crisis
atmosphere to urge Americans, in a nationally televised
speech, to begin building bomb shelters as soon
as possible. A bomb shelter craze ensued, but Americans
ultimately rejected the idea of a cowering life
underground and instead questioned the policies
that demanded such a mole‑like existence.
The close brush with thermonuclear annihilation
in the Cuban missile crisis only intensified the
new anti‑nuclear challenge faced by Kennedy
and others in the "establishment."
Young
Americans in particular, torn between their attraction
to the youth and idealism of Kennedy and their aversion
to his atomic adventurism, broke through the sacred
Cold War stasis that had enshrined the Bomb and
the authorities who worshipped it. Youth rebels
in the 1950s had issued the first challenges to
this status quo, as Elvis Presley (billed as "the
only atomic‑powered singer") gyrated
the life‑force of his pelvis against the death‑throes
of his civilization, as Beat poet Allen Ginsberg
taunted America to "go fuck yourself with your
atom bomb." These voices of revolt multiplied
in the 1960s, becoming a deafening roar that ruptured
atomic age silence and passivity. Young writers
like Joseph Heller, Ken Kesey and Kurt Vonnegut,
Jr. produced black humor novels that attacked the
menace of the American Cold War system and its conformist
mentality, including Catch‑22, One
Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and Cat's Cradle.
In the latter novel by Vonnegut, the protagonist
Jonah had collected material for a book entitled
The Day the World Ended. It was to be about
August 6, 1945, the day of the Hiroshima bombing.
This
attunement to the life‑ending meaning of the
Bomb suffused the 60s, in music, television, politics
and film. Musicians bemoaned the links between technology
and death in "teenage death songs" (like
"Teen Angel" and "Leader of the Pack")
and angrily sang rock 'n' roll dirges of the atomic
age, such as Barry McGuire's "Eve of Destruction."
Television shows attacked atomic age dangers openly,
as in select episodes of The Twilight
Zone, or allusively illustrated how humans had
already mutated as a result of the roles they played
in "nuclear families." Bizarre shows from
the 60s, from Mr. Ed to The Addams Family,
showcased strangely transformed families which at
once suggested weird, potentially atomic mutations
and at the same time celebrated a liberating nonconformity
to Cold War familial norms. Both the New Left and
the counterculture of the 60s embraced values inimical
to the deadliness of the Bomb and the Cold War,
and students took to the streets to demonstrate
their unwillingness to cooperate with the system
and its authorities—be they parents or presidents.
Dr.
Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and
Love the Bomb combined these threads of atomic
age dissent and confirmed the existence of a cultural
revolution in the 1960s. This revolution is perhaps
more often associated with the causes that later
mushroomed in the decade—civil rights and
black power, Vietnam, gay and feminist rights—but
its instigation can also be seen in the revolt prompted
by the Bomb. It has become fashionable now to question
the radical credentials of the 60s, and memories
of that decade are just as often shaped by the groovy
but "decade‑impaired" images of
the Brady family in the periodic filmed remakes
of The Brady Bunch. Nonetheless, the 60s
were a watershed in American history, especially
regarding the Bomb. By showing very simply that
the Bomb meant death, 60s culture forwarded a curiously
life‑affirming message and a profound belief
in change that is largely absent in the more jaded
1990s. The Bomb metaphorically exploded on the American
cultural landscape in the 1960s, shattering myths
of easy living in the atomic age. Americans learned
to start worrying, and to start imagining the possibility—or
better, the necessity—of life without the
Bomb.