Marbot by Wolfgang Hildesheimer
"Marbot" is a novel by Wolfgang Hildesheimer centered around the fictional character Sir Andrew Marbot, a melancholic art critic and observer living in the 19th century. The story begins with Marbot, who is on his second Grand Tour of Europe and engaging with prominent cultural figures like Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Marbot's life is marked by a complex relationship with his mother, Lady Catherine, and their illicit affair, which deeply influences his emotional and intellectual development.
As a character, Marbot embodies a struggle with artistic desire, yet he lacks the talent to create, leading him to focus on the inner lives of artists instead. His life is punctuated by travels across Europe, where he immerses himself in art and literature, seeking deeper truths while grappling with feelings of futility and personal turmoil. The novel's exploration of Marbot's psyche and his tragic end raises questions about the nature of creativity and the burdens of desire.
Hildesheimer’s narrative weaves historical context with fiction, presenting Marbot as a reflection of artistic aspiration and existential inquiry. The work stands out for its intricate interplay between reality and artifice, prompting readers to contemplate the struggles of both the protagonist and the author in their quests for meaning.
Marbot by Wolfgang Hildesheimer
First published:Marbot: Eine Biographie, 1981 (English translation, 1983)
Type of work: Historical realism
Time of work: 1801-1830
Locale: England, Germany, Switzerland, France, and Italy
Principal Characters:
Sir Andrew Marbot , an aesthete and an art theoristLady Catherine , his motherFather Gerard Van Rossum , his German-speaking tutor
The Novel
Marbot opens with Sir Andrew Marbot, age twenty-four and on his second Grand Tour of the Continent, conversing in flawless German with Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Not awed in the least by the elderly German poet, Andrew had made it his life’s work to conduct research into the inner lives of gifted artists and writers. He had spent the first nineteen years of his life on his family’s estates in the north of England, where he came to hate his father and love his mother with a passion that was later to become incestuous. A melancholic and pessimist, Marbot saw art as the only creative response to the otherwise senselessness of life. As much as he longed to be an artist, Marbot apparently had no artistic talent and remained a critical observer of painting, past and present, until his suicide in Italy in 1830.
Marbot acquired his aesthetic interests from his maternal grandfather, Lord Claverton, a foreign diplomat who retired in 1797 to his estate, Redmond Manor, seventy miles from Marbot Hall. Catherine, Lord Claverton’s only child, was born in 1781, grew up in Italy, was converted with her parents to Catholicism in Rome in 1790, and was married to Sir Francis Marbot in 1799. Sir Francis, unlike his cosmopolitan and cultivated wife, was not intellectual and devoted himself instead to hunting, fishing, raising cattle, and looking after his holdings. The three months each summer that Lady Catherine would spend at Redmond Manor with her children (Andrew and his younger brother and sister, Matthew and Jane) but without her husband gave Andrew ample opportunity to acquaint himself with Lord Claverton’s collection of Venetian masters. Writers and artists were frequent guests at Redmond Manor, as was Father Gerard van Rossum, a Dutch priest who converted the Clavertons. He joined them in England and became the Marbot family chaplain and the children’s tutor. Father van Rossum, fluent in German and Italian and well-versed in literature, art, theology, and philosophy, was the boy’s only teacher and a very liberal and tolerant one.
Among his grandfather’s paintings, Tintoretto’s Origin of the Milky Way was particularly mysterious to the young Andrew. In it, Hercules sucks so strongly from Juno’s breast that a stream of milk shoots into the heavens, thereby creating the Milky Way. The five-year-old child asked his mother to explain the painting and, especially, to show him the parts of her body that corresponded to those of the naked Juno. She refused, but she held him in her arms in such a way that he might feel “this mysterious territory” with his body. In one of the first of the entries that became his secret diary, Marbot notes that this experience was his earliest, and most wonderful, conscious memory.
Marbot left on his first Grand Tour of the Continent in the spring of 1820, when he was nineteen. His mother accompanied him to London, where both stayed in her parents’ townhouse. It was here, shortly before his departure for the Continent, that the consummation of their forbidden love took place. This “unnameable deed” would shape Marbot’s emotional and intellectual development: “[W]ithout giving him a lasting and universal vision, it nonetheless [made] him look in all his future encounters for hidden or suppressed forces beneath the surface.” During his stay in London, he began to record these investigations into the deeper truths in art and the artists themselves in three leather-bound quarto volumes that he had made. His notes and observations, compiled by Father van Rossum under the assumed name of Gerald Ross, would eventually be published posthumously in England in 1834 under the title Art and Life. Father van Rossum, under the assumed name of Gerald Ross, was the compiler and editor. Marbot’s first Grand Tour, now in part an exercise in renunciation for both him and his mother, lasted two years. He traveled simply and lightly, first to Paris for several months, then on to Padua, Venice, Pisa, Siena, Urbino, and finally Florence. In August, 1822, he arrived in Florence, where he learned of his father’s death in the autumn.
Between the winter of 1822 and the spring of 1825, Marbot and Lady Catherine pursued their love without interruption, hindered only by the threat of discovery. Before their final separation, which had been planned all along, the lovers paid a final visit to Redmond Hall. In May, Marbot left for London, where he renounced his claim to both family estates. Lady Catherine returned to Marbot Hall in the fall and confessed the illicit affair to Father van Rossum, who with superhuman grace would remain her friend and supporter until her death in 1832. Before Marbot’s departure to Hamburg on June 23, he vigorously resumed his intellectual pursuits as compensation for the loss of his beloved.
Marbot spent the summer and fall in Germany and Switzerland. In Weimar, not only did he converse with Goethe, but he also had a brief affair with Goethe’s daughter-in-law, Ottilie, the first of three liaisons that he would have in the next five years. At some point during the fall, Marbot received a letter from Lady Catherine in which she told of her confession and Father van Rossum’s stern compassion. In October in Splugen, Switzerland, Marbot became very ill, probably with pneumonia, and was unable to cross the Splugen Pass into Italy until mid-November. Crossing the pass during a wild snowstorm seemed to him a purifying experience, “both link and dividing line between two sections of his life.” He would spend almost all of his remaining years in Italy, engrossed in his observation and criticism of art.
Marbot settled in Urbino, which provided for him sufficient cultural atmosphere and “a retreat from the world.” He rented a large house from a wealthy widower, Anna Maria Baiardi. It was she who was primarily responsible for keeping the memory of Marbot alive, for after his death, she sent all of his notes, letters, and papers to Lady Catherine, who in turn, after editing out intimacies, passed them on to Father van Rossum. In April of 1826, Marbot visited Rome for the first time and stayed on until November. There he had his second affair, with Teresa Guiccioli, a flamboyant woman with a penchant for Englishmen. Back in Urbino, he found the “calm and equilibrium” needed for his studies and fell in love with Anna Maria. He traveled only twice more, to Paris for two months in the fall of 1827 and to Rome in December, 1828, to visit the poet Giacomo Leopardi.
In his own house he was an affable host who welcomed guests and enjoyed the respect of the townspeople. Convinced of the futility of his research and lacking the artist’s creative solutions to life, he chose his “free death” (he abhorred the word suicide) in February, 1830, at a time “when he considered that the register of his receptivity and potentialities was exhausted and foresaw a future full of necessary repetition.” With the mystery of artistic inspiration still unsolved, his notebooks end with the question: “The artist plays on our soul, but who plays on the soul of the artist?”
The Characters
Sir Andrew Marbot never lived. The massive scholarly documentation—quotations, footnotes, index, interpretive digressions, refutation of Marbot’s previous biographer, announcement of a new critical edition of Marbot’s notes and letters—is merely the playful structure of what Wolfgang Hildesheimer called a “perfect biography,” that of a purely artificial figure. Marbot is the fictional counterpart of Hildesheimer’s Mozart (1977; English translation, 1982)—the similarity of the names is an indication of the mirror-like nature of the two projects—whose four essays deny any possibility of an understanding of the nature of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart’s genius. Other than establishing dates and facts, the biographer of a real person, Hildesheimer claims, can only speculate on the connections between his subject’s life and work. In the extreme case of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, there is an unknowable chasm between his stormy life and his sublime music.
In Marbot’s case, the biographer has no such scruples. Marbot’s own investigations into the souls of artists have but a single motivation: They are the sublimation of his sexual desire for his mother. Indeed, Marbot’s biographer so overinterprets his character that Marbot is reduced to little more than the Oedipal pawn of his creator, a schematic vehicle for numerous encounters with famous painters and writers of the time. Marbot’s biographer condemns “those terrible simplifiers, who draw lopsided and therefore false pictures” of their biographical heroes by repressing their scandalous secret practices or who, he adds with a note of unself-conscious irony, “take care that they are perpetuated in intensified form.” Marbot’s incestuous relationship with his mother dominates the biography to such a degree that it undermines the biographer’s psychoanalytic explanations and shifts attention away from Marbot’s life to what is the ultimate focus of the author’s interest: Marbot’s writings.
These writings reveal a man who exhibited great self-control and yet had “something of the darkness of the fallen angel” in him. Outwardly reserved, taciturn, independent, dignified, and unobtrusive, Marbot betrayed a violent “urge to create everything afresh.” His greatest misfortune was that he was not able to turn his inner turmoil into creative activity, and yet, the biographer artfully notes, “In contrast to so many bunglers at failure, Marbot had mastered his.” He had natural insight into people and was an astute critic of contemporary art. His self-imposed roles of outsider and nonconformist allowed him the distance to take unfashionable stands within the aristocratic world of taste and privilege into which he was born. In literature, he preferred the melancholy negations of life in William Shakespeare’s tragedies to the poetry of the English Romantics, most of whom he met. In painting, he sought out those works which displayed the greatest degree of subjective truth, that is, in which the image of the artist’s inner self was embedded most strongly.
Although, like her son, Lady Catherine was susceptible to the “charms of the forbidden,” she was a devoutly religious woman who suffered far more than he for their illicit relationship. Her overpowering sense of guilt and sinfulness persisted until her confession to Father van Rossum, after which, without her son and increasingly isolated from the outside world, she languished at Marbot Hall until her early death of a broken heart two years after Marbot’s death. Father van Rossum remained her faithful friend to the end despite the heavy burden that he was forced to share with her. Liberal and compassionate, he forgave Marbot his shortcomings and agnosticism and continued to correspond with him up until his death. As editor of Marbot’s papers, he was scrupulously thorough in assembling the materials at his disposal despite the fact that he was no match for their intellectual content.
Critical Context
In 1983, two years after the publication of Marbot, Hildesheimer announced that he was giving up literature in order to devote himself fully to his painting. Already in 1975, in an essay titled “The End of Fiction,” he had expressed his doubts about the ability of the writer of fiction to deal with contemporary reality, a reality over which people had no control and which threatened them with extinction. His two “biographies,” Mozart and Marbot, both escapes into history and historiography, postponed Hildesheimer’s inevitable turning away from a successful career as a writer of satires, comedies, radio plays, and novels. His first collection of stories, Lieblose Legenden (1952; loveless legends) contains playful, ironic, parodic, absurd, or grotesque satires on postwar German culture. In one of them, a writer and critic named Gottfried Theodor Pilz (1789-1856), who successfully fought against the cultural overzealousness of his age by persuading artists and musicians to curtail their production, is a cheerfully portrayed predecessor of Andrew Marbot. In both works, history and fiction are intricately intermingled, yet Hildesheimer identifies far more closely with the struggles of the protagonist of the later work. Hildesheimer’s other major novels, Tynset (1965) and Masante (1973), are lengthy monologues of melancholic narrators who have withdrawn from the world in order to contemplate in endless variations the absurdity of their failed lives.
Marbot is an intriguing yet flawed work that can be best read and appreciated in conjunction with the critically acclaimed Mozart. Its brilliant forgery of documents and pretensions to authenticity are unique among the numerous German biographical novels. The fact that Hildesheimer himself was wrestling with many of his hero’s questions and yet sought an answer not in suicide but in a renunciation of fiction and a renewed commitment to art lends the novel a curiously ironic fascination.
Sources for Further Study
Art in America. LXXII, February, 1984, p. 21.
The Atlantic. CCLII, October, 1983, p. 123.
The Economist. CCXC, October 29, 1983, p. 99.
Library Journal. CVIII, October 1, 1983, p. 1889.
The New York Review of Books. XXX, May 12, 1983, p. 43.
The New York Times Book Review. LXXXVIII, October 9, 1983, p. 11.
Publishers Weekly. CCXXIV, July 15, 1983, p. 41.
The Wall Street Journal. October 6, 1983, p. 28.
Weisstein, Ulrich. “Wolfgang Hildesheimer’s Marbot: Fictional Biography and Treatise on Comparative Literature,” in Yearbook of Comparative and General Literature. XXXII (1983), pp. 23-38.
World Literature Today. LVI, Autumn, 1982, p. 676.