What is the dramatic function of Inspector Goole?

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Daniel Neofetou

What is the dramatic function of Inspector Goole?

Inspector Goole is an enigma; we never even discover his first name. While the other characters all develop and change in some way from the beginning to the end of the play Goole remains the same, emotionless and determined. He also frequently repeats “I haven’t much time”, while seemingly having all the time in the world for the inquiry. While spelled differently, Goole is pronounced the same as the word ‘ghoul’, which means a malevolent spirit or ghost or someone who is unnaturally preoccupied with death. Goole could be interpreted as either of these. He could be seen as some kind of spirit in the way that, after conducting the supposed inquiry he seemingly disappears without trace. He could be seen as a spirit in the way that he acts as conscience to the characters, tormenting them on behalf of the girl. He could be seen as a ghoul in the sense of someone who is obsessed with death in the way that he is investigating the death of a girl and so of course is constantly referring to death. The Inspector guides the characters through their transitions and his messages and speeches apply to society in general just as they apply to the Birling family in particular.

 The Inspector isn’t in the play right from the beginning, he arrives after a first act which exhibits a complacent Birling family celebrating the engagement of Gerald Croft and Sheila Birling. All the way through this act the lighting is “pink and intimate”, showing the Birlings are, at least aesthetically, a happy family seemingly safe from harm. The colour is pink because the Birlings see the world through rose-tinted glasses. They are aware that there are people worse off than them who are struggling to stay alive day by day but they don’t want to do anything about it because they think it has nothing to do with them so instead they ignore it. When the inspector arrives the light becomes “brighter and harder” signifying the fact that the inspector is shedding light on the families little infamies.

  The stage directions for the Inspector talk of “an impression of massiveness, solidity and purposefulness” and say that “He speaks carefully, weightily and has a disconcerting habit of looking hard at the person he addresses before actually speaking”. From this we can tell that, although the Inspector “need not be a big man” and is in his fifties and dressed in a normal suit he has a large presence. Although he is the sole character that remains righteous and moral throughout the play, he always seems menacing and almost dangerous. He is single-minded in his style of investigation, very forthright with his questions, never deviating from achieving his goal. He’s not distracted or intimidated at all by Birling’s position is society. When Birling name-drops the Chief Constable Colonel Roberts, saying they are “old friends” and that they “golf together sometimes” the Inspector simply says dryly “I don’t play golf.” And continues with the questioning. When asked by Birling if he would like a drink he says “No, thank you, Mr. Birling, I’m on duty” and continues with the inquiry. He presents his version of the events as fact and always seems one step ahead of the family at all times. As Sheila says when Gerald suggests that they can keep the fact that he had an affair with Daisy Renton from the Inspector “He knows. Of course he knows. And I hate to think how much he knows that we don’t know yet.” The other characters question the facts only when the Inspector has left. When the Inspector is present, no one challenges his version of events.

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 All through the play the Inspector is attempting to get the message across to the Birlings that we are all responsible for each other and one small action can inadvertently affect another profoundly. This is in stark contrast with Birling’s ideals, at the beginning of the play, just before the family is interrupted by the inspector, he says “The way some of these cranks talk and write now, you’d think everybody has to look after everybody else, as if we were all mixed up together like bees in a hive – community and all that nonsense. But take my word ...

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