The Terrors of Ice and Darkness (1984)

Die österreichisch-ungarische Nordpolexpedition (1873), bekannt unter Payer-Weyprecht-Expedition, wird von Ransmayr unter Verwendung einzelner Zitate aus Notizbüchern, dem Logbuch.. erzählt.
Parallel zur Geschichte der Expedition erfährt der Leser von Mazzini, einem Österreicher/Italiener, der sich auf die Spuren der Expedition gibt.

This book takes place in three times: the 1870s, 1981, and a 'present' shortly after that. The language throughout is that of the 19th century. The main story is fascinating, the two modern narratives detract from it. (I read this in the original German.) In the end, I am very glad that I have read it. I certainly will never do so again. ( )

I just want to register that despite Ransmayr's reputation, his skill with narrative and temporality, and the heartbreaking real-life details of the Weyprecht Expedition (including a chilling scene in which a beloved sled dog, whose dead body had been dropped into a hole in the ice, resurfaces months later), this reads like the work of an academic historian. It is replete with well-researched detail, and its narrative is comfortable and warm, as if it were conceived and written in an archive. The book is often sublime, but it is a comfortable, late twilight sublime, the kind I also feel when I watch the midnight sun in a movie. Even when things get desperate, I am cushioned and comforted by Ransmayr's impeccable scholarship. As in Borges, even outlandish things are tamed by footnotes.

In the domain of arctic tragedies, this novel is outdone on every level -- narrative, fact, experience, force -- by William Vollmann's 'The Rifles.' Ransmayr's imagination is pale and bookish in comparison. ( )

I can’t recommend this book highly enough. The author combines an actual event of historical exploration with a fictional account interwoven into the story. The result is very compelling.

It tells of the terrifying North Pole expedition in the 1870s, with a parallel modern day fictional account of an Italian man who follows their path in 1981, obsessed with the story, their suffering and their demise.

Ransmayr uses journals of this 19th century expedition aboard the Admiral Tegetthoff , to tell their own story. He expands and brings together these excerpts into a cohesive, flowing description of their experiences and hard-ships. He does this in such a seamless and effective way, that I was not aware of the reality of the journals until the end.

The actual journal excerpts are highly descriptive and evocative such as this:

“When ebb and flood do not lift the groaning and straining drift ice, when the sighing wind is not brushing across the stony chinks, the stillness of death lies upon the ghostly pale landscape”.

Ransmayr manages to interweave the journal entries, and his own narrative to evoke the extreme hardships and terror that they face as they move northward, dealing with uncertainty, constant darkness, enveloping ice and illness. The effect is gripping, horrifying and very effective.

The contemporary story of the Italian, Mazzini, is set in parallel through-out the story,. It tells of a man who is obsessed with the story of the expedition. He follows the same route as the Tegetthoff expedition, eventually managing to join an ice-breaking scientific expedition. This story, a secondary tale, is useful as it brings the suffering and the obsessional nature of man and exploration into universal focus. It also emphasizes the intensity of the suffering and loyalty of the men of the expedition. Although I felt the urge to get back to the men of the 19th century and felt less sympathy and understanding for Mazzini, I think it was a very effective literary device.

A really great read, not to be missed. ( )

This book combines two parallel stories - that of a nineteenth-century polar exploration, and of a modern-day descendant of one of the explorers, who becomes obsessed by the first journey and eventually sets off on their trail.

The story of the polar exploration is fascinating and beautifully told. Much of it is told through quotes from the journals and memoirs written by many of those on the trip - which were so vivid, and fitted the themes of the work so well, that I thought they must have been fictional - it was almost a shock to find in the endnote that they were genuine memoirs from a real expedition. The expedition was frozen in for almost two years, and spent, altogether, eight months in the polar night. Eventually they had to abandon ship and try and make it home across the ice. Somehow, the writing conveys the sublime beauty of the barren, icy wastes, as well as the brutal hardship the sailors lived with - hunger, malnutrition, sickness, pain. At the same time, there's an ironic edge - well aware, for example, of the class differences which divide the men on the boat.

The modern sections, however, were less gripping - partly because one of the main themes, for me, was the narrowing of human horizons, the loss of adventure and vision. The northern wastes are now commodified for package tourists, and the grand vistas become the subjects of postage stamps. The Spitzbergen authorities put out brochures for visitors warning that if they arrive without arctic equipment, they will be put back on their plane. Yet, although we are surrounded by humanity more than before, we still find it difficult to understand each other sincerely. The ice and darkness of the title exist within and between people, at least as much as around them. ( )