In the autumn of 1948 Ernest Hemingway, the acclaimed American writer and his fourth wife Mary, left Cuba where they resided and took a luxury liner to Europe for a nostalgic visit to their wartime haunts in France. By a twist of fate, the couple ended up journeying to northern Italy where Hemingway had seen action in WWI, and eventually to Venice. Hemingway was 49 ,but looked much older. He suffered from at least three serious concussions, had been wounded in both world wars, most likely suffered from a form of PTSD and was self-medicating with antidepressants and other drugs. He was also drinking himself to death. Moreover, the author of A Farewell to Arms and For Whom the Bell Tolls, hadn't written a bestseller for 10 years and many critics believed he had been surpassed in his art by younger writers like Norman Mailer and James Jones. In truth, Hemingway, though he put up a good front, may have felt the same way. Like many others before and after, he was dancing as fast as he could, and trying to grapple with many demons.
Hemingway loved to hunt and shoot and soon fell in with a group of impoverished but sophisticated Italian aristocrats who took him to places near Venice where he spent many hours indulging in his favourite sport. One day he and his friends stopped to pick up a young woman who needed a lift to the city. She was eighteen and her name was Adriana Ivancich. Though not conventionally beautiful, she possessed a swanlike neck, a lovely complexion and the glow and vitality of youth. Almost instantly Hemingways became obsessed with her, and though he shared a strong if strained bond with his wife, he pursued Adriana mercilessly and without caution.
Adriana was, in turn, taken with Papa as everyone close to Hemingway called him, and met him often for dinner and drinks at Harry's Bar. He spent hours writing letters and notes to her and begging her to marry him or run away with him. What neither of them appeared to realize were the repercussions of their behaviour. Many of Papa's friends and undoubtedly his wife were appalled at his actions and thought of him as an old fool and a lecher. For Adriana, the penalties were more severe. Venice, though sophisticated and olde worlde to the American eye at least, was also a closed and conservative society and Adriana's mother, terrified for her daughter's reputation, desperately tried to warn her, but to little avail.
A few years later Adriana visited the Hemingways in Cuba which produced a very tense and dramatic situation, to say the least. Her brother was living with Hemingway as a guest at the time so the whole affair became a tragic comedy of errors. Hemingway actually wrote a novel Across the River and Into the Trees based on the affair, a book which was almost universally panned by critics. He became almost a laughingstock in the eyes of many.
But the aging writer had at least one more good book in him and the muse in Adriana seemed to awaken his creativity. In the early 1950s, he ptoduced perhaps his most famous work, The Old Man and the Sea. He also turned a long manuscript which he had been trying to finish for years into Islands in the Stream and posthumously, the memoir A Moveable Feast came from this period.
As many know, Papa became embroiled in other misadventures which further endangered his physical and mental health and in 1961 killed himself. As for Adriana, she married twice and bore two sons, but the ill-fated romance and two unhappy marriages left their mark on her. She struggled to paint and write and after a battle with depression died by her own hand in 1983.
Personally I found Hemingway's behaviour appalling. He was bombastic and cruel and often took what we now call toxic masculinity to a new low. Yet to be fair, he was a tormented, lonely soul plagued with demons and illnesses, both psychological and physical. Out of his ridiculous behaviour did come some memorable literature. As for Adriana, her life became one of collateral damage, damage she couldn't or wouldn't repair. This book written by someone connected to Venice and its aristocratic denizens provides the reader with a rueful bittersweet look at a troubled man and his doomed muse.