One of Jonas Wergeland’s greatest claims to fame is his pioneering work within the medium of television as an art form. For, impossible as it may seem, he succeeded — to begin with at any rate — in introducing Norwegian viewers to a new and provocative brand of television aesthetic in such a way — and this is the really remarkable part — that the usual obligatory, outcry never materialized. This seems even stranger when one considers that through his chosen form Jonas Wergeland was constantly reminding the viewer that these were television programmes, created by means of cameras and lighting, edited according to a highly subjective and somewhat strange concept. Jonas Wergeland was the first person in Norway to really exploit to the full the whole range of techniques that modern television had at its disposal. On closer inspection of Thinking Big one can see how the whole series is coloured by unorthodox cutting, deliberate fluctuations in sound levels and camera movements the like of which had never been seen before, together with striking and frequently too warm lighting effects, and ample recourse to swish pan, shock zoom, time lapse, speeded-up and slow-motion film, jump cuts, keying, split-screen and all the other devices which there is no point in going into here because within the next few years such techniques will, for one thing, have become quite common and, for another, have been supplanted by fresh options, new terms. The point I am trying to emphasize is how innovative, how different, Jonas Wergeland’s programmes were at the moment when they first flashed into all those thousands of homes.
That television viewers, for once, accepted this new imagery more or less without demur says something about the patently high technical standard of the programmes, but it also says something about how well the form matched the content and how that same form heightened the sense of what was at stake for the people portrayed in the Thinking Big series. In the case of Armauer Hansen, for example, it was not unreasonable to adopt the form of the post-mortem itself, pathology being Armauer Hansen’s great passion. Added to which, the essential form of a post-mortem involves the search for a cause, one which is forever opening up. As many will remember, the first half of the programme was presented as a psychological thriller with a number of scenes shot in grainy black and white in which Armauer Hansen was shown being plagued by recurring hallucinations; scenes set either among the lepers at St George’s Infirmary or at the leprosarium in Bergen, where he was a senior physician. Jonas made frenetic play with a couple of details from what is now a memorial room to Armauer Hansen in Bergen — nightmarish, almost surreal, sequences with shots of the lepers staggering towards Armauer Hansen, all sores, knots and deformed limbs, and Hansen himself ‘cutting’ his way out time and again by applying his scalpel to the camera lens and slowly slicing downwards with the effect of ‘incising’ from one shot to the next — a detail which many viewers found as effective, not to say revolting, as the scene in Luis Buñuel’s classic film Un Chien andalou, involving the dissecting of a donkey’s eye. In these scenes, the viewer was also presented with the contemporary explanations for the causes of leprosy, delivered in an authoritarian tone by faces viewed through a fisheye lens: the belief that leprosy was a punishment from God and the conviction that it was either inherited or the result of very bad living conditions. The overall form of this first half of the programme — the all-pervading cold, blue light, the extreme closeups, the unusual camera angles, particularly the low-angle shots — was intended to show how Armauer Hansen felt himself to be bogged down, stuck in a false line of thought. Until at last he succeeded in ‘incising’ his way through the camera lens and out into Vienna and again the whole form was indicative of change, as the pulse slowed down and everything opened up, this last emphasized by the use of extra wide-angle shots and lens filters that turned the light to gold.
Armauer Hansen had spent some time in Vienna as part of a study tour and divided his time there between dining with Norwegian colleagues, frequenting the cafés, working in the laboratory and going to the theatre. One day he popped into a bookshop and happened — quite by chance — to come across a book: Ernst Haeckel’s mammoth work, Natürliche Schöpfungs-geschichte. Here, in Vienna, Austria, just after the end of the Franco-Prussian war, Armauer Hansen found the key to his quest for the cause of leprosy, because it was in this book that he first came upon Darwin’s theories of which, prior to this, he had not heard so much as a whisper: ‘At the time I was extremely shocked by how cut off from the world Norway was; as a student I had not heard one word about this man Darwin or his theories, neither at the University nor among my own circle of acquaintances.’ His encounter with Darwin gave Armauer Hansen a new view of scientific research techniques, above all of the need to rid oneself of all preconceived notions. One should not speculate but observe coolly and objectively. Thus Armauer Hansen was shaken out of his acquired ideas about lepra.
Viewers particularly remembered how Jonas Wergeland, by dint of a hand-held camera in constant, febrile motion, together with unusual backing music, had created the most unbearable suspense in the bookshop sequence — on paper a pretty insignificant scene. With the aid of Paintbox, Haeckel’s book had been made to glow like a gold ingot on its shelf, while Armauer Hansen wandered round and round in circles, rather like a game of ‘Hunt the Thimble’, for so long that viewers were all but shouting out, like children, ‘There! Over there! On the shelf to the left!’ Many also recalled the exquisite exteriors from Vienna, shots of Armauer Hansen sitting reading in various locations — some familiar, others less so — around the old imperial capital. A pipe-smoking Armauer Hansen, with his bushy beard and large, broad-brimmed hat. ‘I saw the entire world in a new light,’ he was later to write, a fact which was illustrated on film by a sort of dawn light, long panning shots and by constantly cutting back to Armauer Hansen with his nose in a book — this image of a Norwegian in a European city being confronted with ideas that were not available in his own country, ideas that opened his mind, enabling him to make that crucial incision with the scalpel through the fixed notions, the dogmatic medical theories of his day and their overpowering hold on the mind. The images of Armauer Hansen in Vienna spoke of a revelation, of a joyously creative moment.
In a relatively short, almost superfluous, scene inserted before the standard spot featuring the snide ‘who does he think he is?’ whisperers, the programme showed Armauer Hansen back home at Lungegaard Hospital pursuing his theory that a tiny microorganism might be the cause of leprosy, an idea that did not have too many supporters but which finally, despite the primitive techniques for identifying microbes, led to his discovery of the minute rod-shaped organisms, Mycobacterium leprae, in a sample taken from a knot on the face of a patient and to the publication of the work Investigations into the Causes of Leprosy, in which Armauer Hansen proved that a virus lay at the root of a chronic disease.