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RICHARD EDER

A Jumbled Search for Meaning : HOPEFUL MONSTERS, By Nicholas Mosley (Dalkey Archive Press: $21.95; 551 pp.)

December 15, 1991|RICHARD EDER

Nicholas Mosley's novel of ideas--the scientific, philosophical, historical and spiritual ideas of the 20th Century--is a work of soaring intention. So is a card pyramid, until you touch it and it collapses. "Hopeful Monsters" collapses when read. It becomes a jumble of aces, one-eyed jacks, a heart king, a diamond queen, and any number of lower-ranked clubs, spades, diamonds and hearts, strewn around the floor of a book-lined study whose owner infrequently goes out for air.

It runs from the 1920s to the present day. Set variously in Weimar and Nazi Germany, in pre-war and post-war Cambridge, in Britain's moribund industrial north, in Civil War Spain, in west Africa, and in the Soviet Union during the Stalinist purges, it sends its dual protaganists, Max and Eleanor, on a search for the meaning of our times.

In Britain, "Monsters" won the 1990 Whitbread Book of the Year award; and no doubt its aim is praiseworthy. Mosley is after an over-arching unity of ideas. How does the upset in physics, brought about by relativity and quantum theory, relate to the fragmentation of the Western polity and the Western individual consciousness? But under the high arches runs the feeblest of fictional streams.

Max, an upper-class English intellectual, and Eleanor, a German-Jewish intellectual, together or separately keep most of the major dates of the past 70 years. The result is not so much a novel as a board game. Call it "Great Questions of the Era." Something like:

"Advance three spaces to the Reichstag Fire. Go back seven spaces and watch Einstein think about relativity. Come forward two spaces as Lytton Strachey shambles up the walk for a Bloomsbury tea. Advance seven more spaces and be present as Franco's troops rise up and shoot their Loyalist officers in Spanish Morocco. Retreat three spaces and hear Heidegger lecture on Nothingness. Move 15 spaces to New Mexico, and see Robert Oppenheimer and the world's first atomic explosion."

Max and Eleanor are the book's great lovers, but theirs is virtually an immaterial love. They spend most of the time apart; the book is set out as a series of long messages to each other. When they are together, there is about as much fleshly warmth as among the characters in an 18th-Century moral-philosophical colloquy.

Max is the dreamy son of a hard-headed Cambridge biologist, and of a droopy literary mother with Bloomsbury connections. "Wombsburies," her husband mutters derisively at them. Max is under his mother's spell until she droops into having sex with him; thereafter, he turns to science. He is fascinated by the notion that perhaps acquired traits can be inherited.

He experiments inconclusively with salamanders, and asks his father about Lysenko who, obeying Stalin's demand for "revolutionary science," obliges by reporting that he has produced a strain of two-headed wheat. Is a new strain possible if it is "badly enough needed?" Max wants to know. To which his father, a no-nonsense Mendelian, retorts: "It is possible that a new strain of Soviet scientists might be found if it is badly enough needed." It is one of the book's sharper lines; the others tend to be woolly and discursive or, in the fiction bits, woolly and lyrical.

While Max is dabbling in Cambridge, Eleanor is growing up more dramatically in Berlin. Her father is a physicist; a saintly man who has long philosophical talks with his daughter, one arm snugly around her. The saintliness, the long talks, and that arm exacerbate the mother's mounting hysteria. She is Jewish, a communist and a close friend of Rosa Luxemburg, who is murdered in a right-wing putsch. When Hitler comes in, the mother will be arrested and die in a concentration camp, the father will work from the inside to delay Germany's atomic bomb program, and Eleanor will escape to Switzerland.

Before all this happens, she and Max meet at an encampment of the Wandervogel ; a youth movement that sent young Germans and Austrians hiking the woods and mountains, singing songs, and thinking about their national and spiritual roots. It was 19th-Century Romanticism mixed with an over-ripe touch of early 20th-Century sex.

Their meeting is brief, high-flown and lush. For much of the time, Mosley's style reflects this lushness, this suggestion of pourriture noble. In its romantic moments, in fact, "Hopeful Monsters" suggests a 1920s German novel written by an Englishman. Even the English seems odd. "My mother had for long had connections with Cambridge's Bloomsbury fringe," Max tells us. Or, addressing Eleanor: "Were you perhaps to me one of those ladies in the Middle Ages for whom knights went out to do heroic deeds: the knights could not stay except for moments with their beloved ladies, or where would be the heroic deeds?" This from the German translated might be.

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