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* Week 1 -- August 12 - 18. Read from Chapter 1, "Arrival" (Ankunft) p.3, until Chapter 3 "One Word too Many" p.81

Thank you Elena! The reason that I thought it might be WWI is because the narrator in the introduction references a military event referred to as "the great war" ("die Welt vor dem grossen Kriege"). I thought it was reasonable to assume that this must be WWI, especially from the point of view of Mann himself, who started the novel before commencement of the conflict and finished it after it ended.
From the intro, I would not be surprised if the story was set in the 7 years leading up to WWI, but I dont want to spoil it for me and jump ahead. Still, in the introduction the narrator mentions the concept of "time", which is then further developed in the novel, and says that the property of a story as being in the past is heightened by how close to an insurmountable temporal barrier it is set. Would be great if the story ended just with the breakout of WWI, as that would neatly explain the points made in the introduction.
That notwithstanding, your point is of course valid. The foundation of the Reich in 1871 is clearly another incisive moment in time that changed geo-political dynamics fundamentally.

And: (spoiler alert--kind of) far, far on in the novel, a character you possibly have not yet met, Naptha, says of the age they live in: "What our age needs, what it demands, what it will create for itself, is--terror."
And on that chilling note...


Why not?

Can you remember the essay title? I ask because, although Mann supported the Kaiser Wilhelm II during WWI, he changed his political views and became a strong supporter of the Weimar Republic towards, opposed the rise of national socialism and made important anti-nazi speeches before and during WWII.
After reading his biography (by Klaus Schröter), I could not find good evidence of him being a dislikable person, at least based on political or ideological grounds. That is why I was intrigued by your commentary.

Joao, thank you for your comment. As a general caveat, I bow to deeper knowledge of Thomas Mann as a person that others may have. I have only just started to discover him as a writer and certainly have no claim on any in-depth knowledge of Thomas Mann the person.
My comment also does not represent a final verdict, more a suspicion that I may not like him as a person. I believe the idea of war as ennoblement was expressed in an essay on war, it may have been "Gedanken zum Kriege", or perhaps in the long study "Betrachtungen eines Unpolitischen". In these documents, Thomas Mann appears to support WW1 with an anti-bourgeois sentiment that views mercantile society as intellectually shallow. Later, however, he supported the Weimar Republic, in what seems to be a U-turn from the principles he laid down in the "Betrachtungen". Of course, people can change their mind... but the two positions appear irreconcilable, and I wonder whether his support of the Republic was honestly felt.
Still, a wide field, and certainly one which I would have to research in more depth before I can say that I have a solid justification for a personal view on Thomas Mann...

..Duh...of course, the title. And it made me think of something else: Hans Castorp's idea of sickness ennobling a person...and how certain patients at the Hofrat erode that belief.


All of the above courtesy of our Puritan ancestors. On the opposite side is Elie Wiesel who says "Suffering gives one no prerogatives, except the duty to end suffering."
I think Mann, his essay on war notwithstanding, is making
the point that suffering and sickness do not improve a person's character at all. Look at the various characters in TMM: drunks, fools, nitwits, adulterers, all riddled with a consuming vanity.



Read it again! C.S.Lewis says that no one can consider himself a reader if he only reads a work once, and I totally agree. I've read TMM many times and it always repays!


Read it again! C.S.Lewis says that no one ca..."
If CS Lewis is right, I havent read a single book. Very depressing.. :-)

He was indeed, and his view was imbued with an odd pathos, something that I would call Wagnerian grandeur. Also later, he may have been a vociferous critic of National Socialism, but I detect a similar romantic tinge in his view of Adolf Hitler himself. In his essay Bruder Hitler, he seems to have viewed Hitler as a "failed artist". Well - Mann's views appear to have been quite complex, multi-layered, and (at least seemingly so) contradictory. Still, as I said, I am just discovering Mann as a writer and person. I am certainly no expert, but I must admit I am confused.


My comment also does not represent a final verdict, more a suspicion that I may not like him as a person."
Mark, I was not trying to refute your opinion and mine was not a rhetorical question. I certainly am not an expert on TM, just an interested reader and admirer of his works. That is why I would like to understand better is ideas.
My actual standing point, based on what I have read so far, is the same as the one expressed in message 264, by Elena. But there still are many essays by TM that I have not read and the problem is quite intricate. I am, however, taking important clues from the discussion.

Read it again! C.S.Lewis says that no one can consider himself a reader if he only reads a work once, and I totally agree. I've read TMM many times and it always repays!"
At some time, TM was asked to give some advice on how to read MM. He addressed the issue in one conference, I think, in Princeton:
“I believe that the peculiar construction of the book, it’s composition, results in heightened and deepened pleasure for the reader if he goes through it a second time – just as one must be acquainted with a piece of music to enjoy it properly. Musical composition – I have already mentioned in connection with earlier works that the novel has always been for me a symphony, a work of counterpoint – a thematic fabric in which ideas play the part of musical motifs. This technique is applied to The Magic Mountain in the most complex and all-pervasive way. On that account you have my presumptuous suggestion to read it twice. Only then can one penetrate the associational musical complex of ideas. When the reader knows his thematic material, then he is in a position to interpret the symbolic and allusive formulae both forwards and backwards”.




:-) Bruder Hitler is only 10 pages long or so. An easy read.

- I love Mann's prose. I find it delightful to inhabit his fictional worlds, in this case the sanatorium for respiratory disease in Davos.
- But I don't know why I am inhabiting it. People say this is a novel of ideas. But I still have to encounter a single idea that feels worth thinking about. The story is set (as Elizabeth helped me to confirm) 7 years before WWI. Basically, this is still the 19th century in terms of its traditions in history, philosophy, and politics. So I would expect a discussion of socialism, colonialism and the nation state in politics, of utilitarianism and existentialism in philosophy, of the tension between Darwin's theory of evolution and religion. But I am not getting any of that. What I am getting is a discussion about the psychological nature of sickness. So far, that seems to be the only thought that might pass as an idea, abstruse though it is (or seems to me, at least)
- Of course, it might be satire. The senselessness of the medical procedures that appear to exhaust themselves in lying down on a deckchair in rain or sunshine, the obsession with measuring the patient's temperature without ever allowing the results to customise a medical treatment to a patient, the clinic's boisterous head who appears to do nothing but dispense jovial advice to eat well while his patients either die or get well, entirely independently of the medical "care" administered, the perception of the medical staff that it is somehow an achievement to be sick, and a shortcoming not to be... All these points mesh together to give the story an overall absurd feel, and yet, they are so subtle that it takes a long time for them to assert themselves in the mind of the (this) reader.
- the nature of time is clearly a theme in the novel. The narrator starts this off in the introduction, and after the first three weeks of narrated time explicitly comments on the relationship between narrated time and narrative time. Mann skillfully controls the flow of both, and the speed of the story is actually controlled by the change in the relationship between the two components. Just this morning I drew a chart, in which I plotted what I call "narrated speed" - this is number of narrated events divided by narrated time - on the y-axis and what I call "time adjustment" - this is the quotient of narrated time and narrative time and hence a measure of narrative time dilation and contraction - on the x-axis. The result is very interesting, and I am sure the narrator of the story must have done something similar him- or herself. But while I had fun doing this, and thinking about the relationship of these components in a novel, again I am left in a rather bemused state. What is the point of going on and on about the psychological feel of time? Unless, of course, it is the length of the treatment itself, and its apparent lack of correlation with medical improvement, which is in focus. That would again be a satirical point, and perhaps explain why the boss of the actual sanatorium in which Thomas Mann was a guest visiting his wife, tried to sue Mann after reading Magic Mountain.
I think I might read MM as a subtle satire until I may have reason to think otherwise...

Re sanatorium; at that time there were no antibiotics in existence; complete rest and overfeeding was the ONLY treatment for tuberculosis. But you're right; the Hofrat doesn't do jack...
Also: there is a kind of microcosmic Europe there. I mean: is there a "Bad German" or "Bad French" or "Bad English" table? Of course not. When Settimbrini refers contemptuously to "Parthians and Scythians"--he means Russkies.


Elena, dont get me wrong, I am not getting discouraged - I love reading it. It is just that I dont know what I am reading, and what the point of the book is. I am guessing it is a satirical take on the practices of healing lung disease, and the social dynamics that develop in a secluded sanatorium.
But, dare I say it, so far it strikes me as lacking the philosophical depth that people are ascribing to it. I dont think it is a novel of ideas - there are no ideas!
And also, and I know I am about to commit sacrilege, I think Thomas made a few mistakes. There is a scene where Castorp is on his balcony and looks down into the garden from the first floor. He sees a woman dressed in black, with her face covered ("Tous les deux") and yet the narrator says that Castorp was able to see a furrow on her forehead. There are two other incidents like this, and one where he just saved himself (or perhaps the editor). That feels sloppy, and I must say I was shocked to find these little errors in the writing of a literary giant of Mann's standing.
Just a few things, Elena, because you shared your specific thoughts: I love Settembrini, but I know exactly why he drove you bonkers. But you know, I love the characters he developed. Settembrini, Castorp's relationship with Chauchat, the Hofrat. Actually, I could do with a few more - many of the others remain only sketched out so far.
What I was meaning to ask you - you are buying old copies of the book? Delightful! Are you a collector? Do you have a first edition?



Elizabeth, thanks for your point on the absence of antibiotics. I did not mean to imply that the treatment was somehow lacking in quality or failing against a benchmark available elsewhere. But the way in which the narrator describes the proceedings has something distinctly satirical about it. Patients are described as lying outside in the cold, even in the rain. Yes, they are wrapped up tight, maybe, but simple common sense would dictate that it is not a good thing to lie around and breathe in cold wet air if you have a respiratory disease.
The narrator suggests that the doctors in Davos have a theory that the air stays dry, even in the rain, and this discussion feels absurd and establishes the satirical feel of the scene.
Still, even common sense cannot have been developed much, as the doctors have no issue allowing Hans Castorp to smoke tonnes of cigars while he is in their care (around 3 a day, actually, you can estimate that from information given in the text). Perhaps that is another satirical point, or perhaps medical awareness at the time really did lack common sense. Did it not strike anybody on the medical staff as odd that the only treatment was seen to be exposure to clean air, and despite that patients were allowed to expose their lungs to an agent that was obviously NOT clean air (cigar smoke) even though an awareness of the health threats of smoking was not yet developed at the time?
Scenes like these are the reason why I think this is first and foremost a satirical novel, a lighthearted take on the social and medical dynamics in the sanatoriums of the day. Literary critics have suggested that the novel is a parody of the German Bildungsroman, and so far it indeed feels like that. But I have so far not found any evidence that it is a novel of ideas, as other critics have suggested.

Also lack of common sense seems to be a thread that goes through the entire novel...



For example, we know now that smoking is lethal in the long run, and as Elizabeth pointed out, nobody had any idea back then. But would it have looked odd to a contemporary that patients in a lung critic were allowed to smoke (even though it was regarded as a harmless habit)? If so, Mann may have had a go at the spa-culture of his day through his narrator, if not, this aspect may only seem satirical to us. I have a feeling he is taking the mickey at least a bit, though, when his narrator says that Hans Castorp ordered 500 cigars to keep going, having smoked 300 in the 7 weeks leading up to that point in the novel. 800? Seriously? That's 3 a day!
Elena, your point on doctors is well made, I think. When I read your post, I remembered the family doctor of the Buddenbrooks, whose only remedy against any sort of illness was a few slices of rich bread and a drink (I forgot the specifics).
And finally, when I question that it is a novel of ideas, as some have claimed, I am thinking of philosophical novels such as Candide. It is certainly not that. Big ideas, such as they are, are either delivered with great pomp and gusto by Settembrini, or get quickly lost in Castorp's muddled thinking. I havent met Pieperkorn yet - looking forward to it!

Cigarettes. No, nobody got it, it seems. Watching the classic movie channel, those old blackandwhites, EVERYBODY is smoking, and I mean everybody. How many times do the characters pause for effect, and light one up?
Just thought of one reason why. My mom, an RN, once remarked that "internal medicine was a closed door until the (19)60s." That was when CT/CAT scans were beginning to be developed. In her 80s, she had ultrasound for gallstones, and was delighted! "There were my insides, right on television!" And then sighed..."If we'd only had something like that." You see, you really cannot tell a lot from an X-ray. So maybe that is a partial explanation of the blindness to the link...



Cigarettes. No, nobody got it, it seems. Watching the classic movie channel, those old blackandwhites, EVERYBODY is smoking, and I mean everybod...""Lung cancer was once a very rare disease, so rare that doctors took special notice when confronted with a case, thinking it a once-in-a-lifetime oddity. Mechanisation and mass marketing towards the end of the 19th century popularised the cigarette habit, however, causing a global lung cancer epidemic. Cigarettes were recognised as the cause of the epidemic in the 1940s and 1950s, with the confluence of studies from epidemiology, animal experiments, cellular pathology and chemical analytics. Cigarette manufacturers disputed this evidence, as part of an orchestrated conspiracy to salvage cigarette sales. Propagandising the public proved successful, judging from secret tobacco industry measurements of the impact of denialist propaganda. As late as 1960 only one-third of all US doctors believed that the case against cigarettes had been established"


My point on HC has another angle, however. The narrator did not portray him as constantly smoking, which he must have been on ~ 6 cigars a day. Sure, we know that he loved his Maria Mancini cigars, and often we hear that he smoked one while walking, or sitting chatting with his cousin.
I find Mann's prose highly evocative. After a few paragraphs, if I am in the right mood and nobody disturbs me, the words almost disappear and I am transported into the moment of the fiction. And my "feel" of HC is that he is a dedicated smoker, but not an addicted one. Indeed I would have thought about 2 a day, pretty much like I now know Thomas Mann did himself.
So Mann's numbers feel wrong, and that is a little inconsistency that grates a bit. It is not the only time that he gets something slightly wrong, if you all forgive me the impudence to say so. In a writer of lesser standing, these small "errors", if that is what they are, would not show up as much of an issue. But in MM, these little things stand out for me. Not that it matters much - I am just surprised.

It also reminded me that W+P is on my reading list for this year. Oh dear. This is the year of the hefty tomes for me...

You'd think a writer who engendered 13 children would be more accurate re pregnancy...
Also...in the first few pages of the novel, old Prince Bolkonsky is called "Count."
Many of them do it; in Act I of "Othello" Iago describes Cassio as having a wife; but for the rest of the play he seems to be single.
On to ciggies. Mark, you're right; the tobacco industry had (and has to this day) an incredibly powerful lobby in Washington. However: I live in a legendary tobacco state; when I drive to the next county to visit cousins, where vast tobacco fields were on both sides of the highway, it's now: organic veggies; horse farms; orchards, etc. A good sign...


As to the issues in question, I am neutral - it is a work of literature, not philosophy, so the clash between Naphta's Christian communism and S's republican liberalism has a function in the fabric of the story, but not beyond. Interestingly, the conversations between Naphta and S are the first glimpses of what's going on in the outside world. My guess is these chats will increase in frequency as we are hurtling towards the onset of WW1, and the end of our monastic existence in the sanatorium.

I like your description of N's and S's philosophies.

So we have a guy here who doesn't like the exertion of work very much, and yet he is no brilliant intellect so would need to work hard to achieve something in life. All the easier does he give in to the invitation of the Hofrat to stay in the sanatorium, and use his illness - real or imagined - as an excuse to idle his life away. Still, he is sufficiently educated to like the lifestyle of a gentleman, and just intelligent enough to aspire to intellectual depth. Hence, he seeks to contribute to conversations with S as his equal, but the points he makes come over like those a precocious child would make who's allowed to sit at the table with the adults. When he declares his love to Mme Chauchat, in one of the most brilliant scenes I have encountered so far, his monologue is farcical in its convoluted ramblings and pseudo-philosophical depth.
A great character, HC. Actually, so far I love all the key characters in the novel, I love HC, S., the Hofrat, and I know I am going to like Naphta.

As to Naphta, I don't think you are supposed to "like" him (I certainly did not) but he is interesting.
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Thanks, Elizabeth, I had forgotten about Carducci...these days I'm revisiting the old culture clash, I feel like TM was a seismograph and recorded some things without realizing the significance of it all...