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This is a great fictionalized biography of the German astronomer Johannes Kepler (1571-1630). I read it as a buddy-read with my good friend Ebba Simone and I appreciate her many insights that have informed this review.
Banville is truly able to get into the mind of a great scientist – the obsessive nature of the workings of their minds and the way breakthrough insights casually come after years of thinking about a problem - rising from bed or taking a shower - whatever - and it comes in a flash. (Did people take showers in those days? Lol)
The author shows us what a lonely and thankless task Kepler was engaged in. How many astronomers could there have been working at that time? We read about perhaps a dozen or so scientists he meets with or corresponds with and a few knowledgeable local rulers who occasionally throw money his way as a sponsor. Kepler corresponded with Galileo, his contemporary in Italy, and made improvements to telescopes of the time.
The Danish astronomer Tycho Brae was the primary astronomer Kepler worked directly with. Kepler and his family lived with Brae at his chaotic home for a time. We could say they were ‘frenemies.’ (I hate that word but it’s appropriate.) Brae treated Kepler for a long time as an 'apprentice.' Brae wouldn’t share his observation data of Mars’ orbit with Kepler – although he did so eventually. These data were crucial to Kepler’s theories. Brae was afraid Kepler would disprove his theories about planetary orbits (which Kepler eventually did).
The mindset of the onward and upward pursuit of scientific knowledge as we think of it today was not in place then. Banville shows us that many people at the time, even some scientists, and at one point his former teacher, didn't really care. While Kepler is spending years (decades actually) making calculations to end up proving that the planets have elliptical, not circular orbits, he often met with an attitude of "Who cares? Why does it matter? What difference does it make?"
Kepler had a difficult personal life. At times his personal life was chaotic – a theme that the author stresses to contrast with Kepler’s intellectual pursuit of ‘order and harmony' in the universe. This was particularly true in the time that Kepler and his family lived with Tycho Brae whose household always seemed to be in chaos.
Kepler had difficult relationships with his wives. Infants and favorite children died. At times he was persecuted or driven out of town by the Catholic hierarchy because of his Lutheran religion. He even had to help defend his mother from charges of witchcraft!
In Kepler’s time, astronomy and astrology were intertwined. Kepler was fundamentally a skeptic about the latter but he was not above creating horoscopes for wealthy patrons when he needed cash to put food on the table.
The book is not a comprehensive survey of Kepler’s life and times. It focuses on a few key periods of his life. He traveled around Europe, mainly to Prague and to Graz and Linz in what is now Austria. One section is comprised of fictional letters written by Kepler.
Here is a passage I liked: “I do not speak like I write, I do not write like I think, I do not think like I ought to think, and so everything goes on in deepest darkness."
Banville is known for his rich prose, almost lush writing at times. I picked a couple of passages to illustrate his writing style that may interest you in reading the book:
“…Tycho gave a banquet, music and manic revels and the fatted calf hissing on a spit. The noise in the dining hall was a steady roar punctuated by the crimson crash of a dropped platter or the shriek of a tickled serving girl. The spring storm that had threatened all day blundered suddenly against the windows, shivering the reflected candlelight. Tycho was in capital form, shouting and swilling and banging his tankard, nose aglitter and the tips of his straw-colored mustaches dripping. To his left Tengnagel sat with a proprietary arm about the waste of the Dane’s daughter Elizabeth, a rabbity girl with close-cropped ashen hair and pink nostrils. Her mother, Mistress Christine, was a fat fussy woman whose twenty years of concubinage to the Dane no longer outraged anyone save her.”
“Kepler suddenly recalled a sunny Easter Sunday long ago, when his grandfather was still alive, one of those days that had lodged itself in his memory not because of any particular event, but because all the aimless parts of it, the brilliant light, the scratchy feel of a new coat, the sound of bells, lofty and mad, had made together an almost palpable shape, a great air sign, like a cloud or a wind or a shower of rain, that was beyond interpreting and yet rich with significance and promise. Was that... happiness?”
I consider the book a great read – a work of ‘faction.’ The book is the middle work of Banville’s “The Revolutions Trilogy.” The other two are Doctor Copernicus (which I am reading with Ebba) and The Newton Letter.
Top photo of Kepler on an Austrian stamp from stampio.org
Kepler’s house in Prague, now a museum, from Wikipedia
The author from irishtimes.com
This is a great fictionalized biography of the German astronomer Johannes Kepler (1571-1630). I read it as a buddy-read with my good friend Ebba Simone and I appreciate her many insights that have informed this review.
Banville is truly able to get into the mind of a great scientist – the obsessive nature of the workings of their minds and the way breakthrough insights casually come after years of thinking about a problem - rising from bed or taking a shower - whatever - and it comes in a flash. (Did people take showers in those days? Lol)
The author shows us what a lonely and thankless task Kepler was engaged in. How many astronomers could there have been working at that time? We read about perhaps a dozen or so scientists he meets with or corresponds with and a few knowledgeable local rulers who occasionally throw money his way as a sponsor. Kepler corresponded with Galileo, his contemporary in Italy, and made improvements to telescopes of the time.
The Danish astronomer Tycho Brae was the primary astronomer Kepler worked directly with. Kepler and his family lived with Brae at his chaotic home for a time. We could say they were ‘frenemies.’ (I hate that word but it’s appropriate.) Brae treated Kepler for a long time as an 'apprentice.' Brae wouldn’t share his observation data of Mars’ orbit with Kepler – although he did so eventually. These data were crucial to Kepler’s theories. Brae was afraid Kepler would disprove his theories about planetary orbits (which Kepler eventually did).
The mindset of the onward and upward pursuit of scientific knowledge as we think of it today was not in place then. Banville shows us that many people at the time, even some scientists, and at one point his former teacher, didn't really care. While Kepler is spending years (decades actually) making calculations to end up proving that the planets have elliptical, not circular orbits, he often met with an attitude of "Who cares? Why does it matter? What difference does it make?"
Kepler had a difficult personal life. At times his personal life was chaotic – a theme that the author stresses to contrast with Kepler’s intellectual pursuit of ‘order and harmony' in the universe. This was particularly true in the time that Kepler and his family lived with Tycho Brae whose household always seemed to be in chaos.
Kepler had difficult relationships with his wives. Infants and favorite children died. At times he was persecuted or driven out of town by the Catholic hierarchy because of his Lutheran religion. He even had to help defend his mother from charges of witchcraft!
In Kepler’s time, astronomy and astrology were intertwined. Kepler was fundamentally a skeptic about the latter but he was not above creating horoscopes for wealthy patrons when he needed cash to put food on the table.
The book is not a comprehensive survey of Kepler’s life and times. It focuses on a few key periods of his life. He traveled around Europe, mainly to Prague and to Graz and Linz in what is now Austria. One section is comprised of fictional letters written by Kepler.
Here is a passage I liked: “I do not speak like I write, I do not write like I think, I do not think like I ought to think, and so everything goes on in deepest darkness."
Banville is known for his rich prose, almost lush writing at times. I picked a couple of passages to illustrate his writing style that may interest you in reading the book:
“…Tycho gave a banquet, music and manic revels and the fatted calf hissing on a spit. The noise in the dining hall was a steady roar punctuated by the crimson crash of a dropped platter or the shriek of a tickled serving girl. The spring storm that had threatened all day blundered suddenly against the windows, shivering the reflected candlelight. Tycho was in capital form, shouting and swilling and banging his tankard, nose aglitter and the tips of his straw-colored mustaches dripping. To his left Tengnagel sat with a proprietary arm about the waste of the Dane’s daughter Elizabeth, a rabbity girl with close-cropped ashen hair and pink nostrils. Her mother, Mistress Christine, was a fat fussy woman whose twenty years of concubinage to the Dane no longer outraged anyone save her.”
“Kepler suddenly recalled a sunny Easter Sunday long ago, when his grandfather was still alive, one of those days that had lodged itself in his memory not because of any particular event, but because all the aimless parts of it, the brilliant light, the scratchy feel of a new coat, the sound of bells, lofty and mad, had made together an almost palpable shape, a great air sign, like a cloud or a wind or a shower of rain, that was beyond interpreting and yet rich with significance and promise. Was that... happiness?”
I consider the book a great read – a work of ‘faction.’ The book is the middle work of Banville’s “The Revolutions Trilogy.” The other two are Doctor Copernicus (which I am reading with Ebba) and The Newton Letter.
Top photo of Kepler on an Austrian stamp from stampio.org
Kepler’s house in Prague, now a museum, from Wikipedia
The author from irishtimes.com