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Miguel de Unamuno y Jugo (29 September 1864 in Bilbao – 31 December 1936 in Salamanca) was a Spanish essayist, novelist, poet, playwright, philosopher, professor of Greek and Classics, and later rector at the University of Salamanca.
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Mist by Miguel Unamuno
I have read some heavy handed pseudo-philosophy novels recently The Elegance of the Hedgehog immediately springs to mind and so it was a joy to read Unamuno’s Mist, which refuses to take itself too seriously although it deals with issues such as the insecurity of modern man and existential existence. Published in 1914 and translated from the Spanish by Marciano Guerre as recently as 2013 it starts by telling the simple story of Augusto Perez: a well to do young man who has recently lost his mother. He is out for his morning constitutional and for no particular reason finds himself following a young woman back to her house. He makes enquiries through the concierge and finds out that the young woman (Eugenia) is a piano teacher, he soon fancies himself as a suitor and makes more polite enquiries. Augusto lives alone with his two servants and a foundling dog and is vaguely seeking some direction to his life. He has monologues mainly addressed to his dog, has conversations with his servants and a couple of friends on the subject of women (whom he has only recently discovered) and finds himself chatting up his laundry maid Rosario. Eugenia rejects his suite as she is in love with the lazy out of work Mauricio, but when she learns about Rosario she feels slighted and sets out to win back Augusto.
The reader is alerted by the Prologue written by Victor Goti (who is a character in the novel) that all is not as it seems. A post prologue written by Unamuno questions the existence of Señor Goti and takes him to task about questioning the fate of Augusto. Goti has hinted in his prologue that Unamuno delights in playing tricks with metaphysical concepts and has been criticised for producing material that is for jesting and romping. It soon becomes clear that this is exactly what Unamuno is doing with Mist. There is irony and there is satire all encompassed in the story of Augusto’s love life which is a mystery to him and for which he seeks answers, but they all gets lost in the mist/fog of love. That may well be because of the characters that Augusto seeks out: for example the author and philosopher Paparrigopulos who is writing a book on a study of Spanish women maintaining that he only needs to study one. Paparrigopulos is also writing a book on forgotten Spanish authors who have had work published and is about to write a further book of that third class of authors; those who having thought of writing, had never got to the point of doing so.
Never trust yourself to a surgeon who has not amputated a limb of his own
Don’t take a woman to Paris; that is like taking codfish to Scotland
matrimony is an experiment …. a psychological experiment; paternity is also an experiment but … pathological
These are some of the nuggets of wisdom an ever more confused Augusto is given as he tries to make up his mind whether to pursue Eugenia or Rosario, of course he never really has that choice.
Half way into the book, Victor reveals that he is writing a novel which he calls a nivola and tells Augusto what he is doing. He says he is writing a novel just as we live and so he doesn’t know where it is going. He is asked if there is any psychology in it and he sidesteps this by saying that it will consist mainly of dialogue, because people like conversation even when it says nothing. He may be guiding his characters but at the end of the day they may well be guiding him “It often happens that an author ends by being the plaything of his own inventions” Umanuno then interjects himself to say:
“While Augusto and Victor were carrying on this ‘nivolistic' conversation, I the author of this nivola which you my dear readers are holding in your hand and reading, I was smiling enigmatically seeing my nivolistic characters advocating my case and justifying my methods of procedure. And I said to myself “Think how far these poor fellows are from suspecting that they are only trying to justify what I am doing with them! In the same fashion, whenever a man is seeking for reasons wherewith to justify himself, he is, strictly speaking, only seeking to justify God, and I am God of these two poor novelistic devils”
As a piece of Meta-fiction this book is taken right up to the denouement when Augusto travels to Salamanca to meet the author Unamuno to ague about his right to commit suicide. Unamuno will have none of it explaining that Augusto does not really exist. And so from a simple story of Augusto looking for a wife the reader is gently led down a path that becomes more weird, but the signs have been there from the start and the ride along the way if full of fun moments. I was soon entranced by this Novel/nivola’s unique atmosphere and so 4.5 stars.
I have read some heavy handed pseudo-philosophy novels recently The Elegance of the Hedgehog immediately springs to mind and so it was a joy to read Unamuno’s Mist, which refuses to take itself too seriously although it deals with issues such as the insecurity of modern man and existential existence. Published in 1914 and translated from the Spanish by Marciano Guerre as recently as 2013 it starts by telling the simple story of Augusto Perez: a well to do young man who has recently lost his mother. He is out for his morning constitutional and for no particular reason finds himself following a young woman back to her house. He makes enquiries through the concierge and finds out that the young woman (Eugenia) is a piano teacher, he soon fancies himself as a suitor and makes more polite enquiries. Augusto lives alone with his two servants and a foundling dog and is vaguely seeking some direction to his life. He has monologues mainly addressed to his dog, has conversations with his servants and a couple of friends on the subject of women (whom he has only recently discovered) and finds himself chatting up his laundry maid Rosario. Eugenia rejects his suite as she is in love with the lazy out of work Mauricio, but when she learns about Rosario she feels slighted and sets out to win back Augusto.
The reader is alerted by the Prologue written by Victor Goti (who is a character in the novel) that all is not as it seems. A post prologue written by Unamuno questions the existence of Señor Goti and takes him to task about questioning the fate of Augusto. Goti has hinted in his prologue that Unamuno delights in playing tricks with metaphysical concepts and has been criticised for producing material that is for jesting and romping. It soon becomes clear that this is exactly what Unamuno is doing with Mist. There is irony and there is satire all encompassed in the story of Augusto’s love life which is a mystery to him and for which he seeks answers, but they all gets lost in the mist/fog of love. That may well be because of the characters that Augusto seeks out: for example the author and philosopher Paparrigopulos who is writing a book on a study of Spanish women maintaining that he only needs to study one. Paparrigopulos is also writing a book on forgotten Spanish authors who have had work published and is about to write a further book of that third class of authors; those who having thought of writing, had never got to the point of doing so.
Never trust yourself to a surgeon who has not amputated a limb of his own
Don’t take a woman to Paris; that is like taking codfish to Scotland
matrimony is an experiment …. a psychological experiment; paternity is also an experiment but … pathological
These are some of the nuggets of wisdom an ever more confused Augusto is given as he tries to make up his mind whether to pursue Eugenia or Rosario, of course he never really has that choice.
Half way into the book, Victor reveals that he is writing a novel which he calls a nivola and tells Augusto what he is doing. He says he is writing a novel just as we live and so he doesn’t know where it is going. He is asked if there is any psychology in it and he sidesteps this by saying that it will consist mainly of dialogue, because people like conversation even when it says nothing. He may be guiding his characters but at the end of the day they may well be guiding him “It often happens that an author ends by being the plaything of his own inventions” Umanuno then interjects himself to say:
“While Augusto and Victor were carrying on this ‘nivolistic' conversation, I the author of this nivola which you my dear readers are holding in your hand and reading, I was smiling enigmatically seeing my nivolistic characters advocating my case and justifying my methods of procedure. And I said to myself “Think how far these poor fellows are from suspecting that they are only trying to justify what I am doing with them! In the same fashion, whenever a man is seeking for reasons wherewith to justify himself, he is, strictly speaking, only seeking to justify God, and I am God of these two poor novelistic devils”
As a piece of Meta-fiction this book is taken right up to the denouement when Augusto travels to Salamanca to meet the author Unamuno to ague about his right to commit suicide. Unamuno will have none of it explaining that Augusto does not really exist. And so from a simple story of Augusto looking for a wife the reader is gently led down a path that becomes more weird, but the signs have been there from the start and the ride along the way if full of fun moments. I was soon entranced by this Novel/nivola’s unique atmosphere and so 4.5 stars.
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