Francis Fukuyama may have (erroneously) dated the 鈥渆nd of history鈥 to be 1989, but many others had already decided that the 鈥渉istory鈥 of a small watery city in a corner of Western Europe had concluded two centuries earlier. The premise that the history of Venice drew to a close with the arrival of Napoleon鈥檚 troops in May 1797 is a pervasive one; here, Richard Bosworth shows that it is entirely false.
In Italian Venice, he has determined to show that despite its relative neglect by academics, Venice鈥檚 modern history, following the fall of the long-lived city-state and its successive domination by French, Austrian and then (in its way almost equally foreign) Italian government, is just as engaging and important as the ebbs and flows of the Serenissima. In addition, he compellingly demonstrates that this modern history is every bit as etched into the physical spaces of the city and its familiar campi, calli and waterways as the histories of the medieval and Renaissance republic that are still visible in the churches, palaces and squares of the contemporary city. It is simply not the case, as one early modern historian of the city avowed, that 鈥渂y 1700 Venice looked much as it does today鈥.
How to make Venice modern, or how to make Venice 鈥榣ive鈥 in the modern age, emerges as the central concern of the past two centuries
Indeed, the physical traces of Venice鈥檚 modern past are central to Bosworth鈥檚 book and are used as a way of drawing in the reader. One can imagine tourists 鈥 themselves inevitable protagonists of this narrative 鈥 using it as an alternative guidebook, carrying it with them as they meander the city, seeking out the statues, plaques, filled-in canals and contemporary constructions that testify to Venice鈥檚 modern heritage and which Bosworth deploys as openers to his chapters. Venice (like most places) is replete with 鈥渕emory sites鈥, and he wants us to pay as much attention to the modern ones 鈥渁s to the Tintorettos鈥.
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There is a serious point behind the engaging vignettes and the focus on the inseparability of Venice鈥檚 physical spaces and its history. How to make Venice modern, or how to make Venice 鈥渓ive鈥 in the modern age, emerges as the central concern of the past two centuries. Time and again, often in the face of efforts to introduce technological and industrial innovations, city leaders and commentators have been adamant that Venice is and must always be 鈥肠辞尘鈥檈谤补 and 诲辞惫鈥檈谤补鈥 鈥 how and where it was. Certainly this was the motto of those who rebuilt the collapsed Campanile in the Belle 脡poque years, just as it was for those who opposed the linking of the Venetian islands to the mainland first by a rail bridge (1846) and then by a road bridge (1932), and the massive (and polluting) industrial developments at Porto Marghera from the 1920s.
But it is an insistence on a version of Venice 鈥 one that looks always to its past 鈥 that did not reflect the viewpoint of other sectors of Venetian society, whether driven by Futurist, Fascist or capitalist imperatives, who wanted the city to wear its heritage more lightly and don the trappings of modernity. Nor does it accurately reflect what resulted from the meeting of these opposing currents. Put simply, Venice is not (only) a museum piece or a stage-set, unchanged since the 18th century. It is not exactly 肠辞尘鈥檈谤补 and 诲辞惫鈥檈谤补 in the age of the doges. It has been subject to both continuity and tremendous change in its modern era. The city and its inhabitants (and visitors) experienced the tensions and challenges that other European towns and cities have faced, including the divergent pulls of tradition and modernity, the impact of industrialisation and then post-industrial renewal, nationalism and localism, the effects of world war, the political ideologies and often violence of Fascism, socialism and liberal-capitalism, the growth of environmental and ecological threats. The peculiarities of Venice as a city built on water, and of its history, mean that these tensions played out here in often distinct ways. So, not only has Venice鈥檚 鈥渉istory鈥 happily continued beyond 1797, but it is a past so contested that Bosworth writes not of one Venice but of many.
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There is the Venice under Austrian 鈥渙ccupation鈥, peopled less by Italians-in-waiting than ambivalent getters-by-under-whichever-ruler, save for the dramatic 1848 revolution. (A 鈥渨ait-and-see鈥 attitude was also the accusation levelled by Giorgio Amendola at Venetian Communists鈥 resistance efforts in 1944.) There is the Venice of the holidaying international elite dedicated to luxurious leisure in a way that was surely only possible before the knowledge of humankind鈥檚 ability to mechanise mass death was made apparent by the First World War, a war fought close to the Venetian lagoon that saw its hotels converted into military hospitals and its population dwindle. There is the Venice that experienced a 鈥渟oftened鈥 dictatorship in which Fascist pretensions to totalitarianism were only partly realised; that gave allegiance as much to Giuseppe Volpi, the 鈥渦nofficial doge鈥 of the interwar years, as it did to Mussolini; and that could adapt to make welcome such diverse visitors as Cole Porter and Adolf Hitler. And there is the Venice that embraced Christian Democracy (whose mayors governed from 1951 to 1975) but also found itself a host for neo-fascist cells during the anni di piombo (鈥測ears of lead鈥) beset by left- and right-wing political violence, and for the more farcical 鈥渟eizure of the Campanile鈥 by a breakaway faction of Veneto separatists on 8 May 1997, almost 200 years to the day that Napoleonic troops reached the city.
Tourists often get bad press in Venice for their poor comportment, unwillingness to spend, clogging of vaporetti and dwarfing of the resident population (in 2012 the average daily number of visitors, 59,000, was virtually identical to the resident population of the main islands). Bosworth, however, speaks out for the legitimacy of their presence, which he argues is not (only) detrimental but undeniably a constituent part of the city鈥檚 endless reinvention and reinvigoration. More widely, it is a credit to this book that it acknowledges the extent to which modern Venice 鈥 and our perspective on it 鈥 has been shaped by outsiders. John Ruskin, Henry James and Thomas Mann are the more obvious among these, but less cited contributors also find recognition here, including the ambulant traders from West Africa selling their sunglasses, scarves and knock-off designer bags along the city鈥檚 calli. For all that contemporary residents grumble about tourism, the idea of Venice as a universal city is one that has been voiced by Venetians themselves, not least in the aftermath of the destructive acqua alta that flooded the city on 4 November 1966 and swept away the city鈥檚 ancient flood defences (the murazzi), archival records, food supplies, animals and gravestones, inundating homes and shops and leaving behind oil and salt that began working its ruinous way into precious palaces and artworks. Letter writers to The Times have shared this sense of Venice鈥檚 universality. The leaders of the Venice in Peril fund, established in the aftermath of the 1966 flood, wrote that, 鈥淰enice belongs to us all. It is part of our own history.鈥
As with most books that aim to cover a significant span of history in just a few hundred pages, in Italian Venice, Bosworth has inevitably had to choose to miss out or gloss over some things. Nevertheless, this highly readable book skilfully captures detail at a human scale while surveying two centuries of political, social, economic and cultural history. It is also a history book with a contemporary mission, seeking to contribute to current debates about how Venice might best live in the 21st century.
The author
鈥淚 am a Sydney boy,鈥 says Australian-born Richard Bosworth, senior research fellow in history, Jesus College, Oxford. 鈥淪o sometimes I am called by my Italian colleagues il canguro della storiografia italiana. But thus coming from Mars (or nearby) lets me get away with some things my genuinely English colleagues cannot.鈥
His acclaimed works of modern Italian history appear under the name R.J.B. Bosworth, and the middle initials stand for James Boon. Bosworth explains: 鈥淚 have an eternally lit candle in my room to AJPT [A.J.P. Taylor, the late 20th-century historian], and聽anyway, the three initials prove I am not an American.鈥
Was he a studious child? 鈥淚 am afraid so.聽My dad was a professor of physical chemistry and I have a signed copy of his first book, Physics in Chemical Industry, presented to me when I was seven.聽By then our neighbours in suburban Sydney were already calling me the professor.鈥
Bosworth was also a keen cricket fan and youthful contrarian, and from an early age supported the national side of a country thousands of miles away.聽鈥淚 have loyally supported Pakistan through many vicissitudes since my mother gave me my first Wisden in 1955.聽I hate supporting anything that wins too often.鈥
As an undergraduate at the University of Sydney, Bosworth was 鈥減retty solitary鈥 until he met his future wife, Michal. 鈥淢y father was dying messily of heart trouble.聽He in fact died at the beginning of 1964 just as my honours year was beginning.鈥
鈥淢ichal and I met in 1962 in a history class taught (well) by Ernest Bramsted, a Jewish refugee from Nazi Germany and in 1963 we were thrown out of an Australian history class taught appallingly by a nameless Australian.聽I have done my best to avoid national and nationalist history since.鈥
When Bosworth undertook his doctoral studies at the University of Cambridge, he found himself in the city his parents had lived in during the 1930s. 鈥淢y Dad did his PhD there and then stayed on at the Cavendish laboratories.聽They went back to Australia after the Munich conference, in my mother鈥檚 phrasing because 鈥榯hings were getting hot in Europe鈥.聽
鈥淔or Mike and me it was a pretty odd place in 1966-69, since my college really did not know what to do with a married postgraduate.聽But then my nice supervisor, Harry Hinsley, said: 鈥楳y dear boy, why don鈥檛 you go to Rome for a while?鈥 and, as they say in Asterix, alea jacta est.鈥
Until his retirement in 2011, Bosworth held a chair at the University of Western Australia, and from 2007 to 2012 also held a professorship at the University of Reading. The commute, he says drily, was fine.
鈥淚n the UK we lived in Oxford, where our daughter, Mary, was starting her career as a criminologist.聽Students at Reading, like all the undergraduates I鈥檝e ever had the pleasure of teaching, were terrific, always ready and wanting to be engaged in contemplating things that mattered and matter.鈥
Of the Fascist leader who is the subject of Bosworth鈥檚 2002 biography, which won five major Australian literary and historical prizes, he says: 鈥淚 remain interested in Mussolini because he seems to me a bright boy who constantly made the wrong choice in life, and somewhere in his soul half suspected that he had done so.聽In any case, Edward Gibbon has always been my favourite historian (even more than A. J. P. Taylor) and he taught me sceptically to inspect the 鈥榗rimes, follies and tragedies of humankind鈥.聽Fascism and not only Fascism fits that rubric well.鈥
Readers of his 2011 book Whispering City: Rome and Its Histories and his latest work will note his keen eye for both cities鈥 architectural heritage and what they say about the political climate in which well-known edifices were designed and built.
Asked if he has a soft spot for any Fascist-era buildings in either city, or believes instead that they are rightly to be scorned on aesthetic as well as political grounds, Bosworth observes: 鈥淚 never think you can react so summarily to architecture or other forms of culture.
鈥淚 enjoy my Shakespeare without having the slightest desire to live under the appallingly corrupt and murderous regimes of Good Queen Bess and Weird James VI and I.聽In Italy my major weakness is probably for the Victor Emmanuel monument in Rome. I鈥檓 similarly rather fond in my wry way of the main state archives in their highly Fascist building at EUR in Rome.
鈥淏ut also in my Venice book, one of the themes is that there is plenty worth seeing there of Fascist or Liberal or Republican Italy鈥nd personally I鈥檝e never been wildly taken by Veronese or Tiepolo.鈥
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Karen Shook
Italian Venice: A History
By R. J. B. Bosworth
Yale University Press, 336pp, 拢25.00
ISBN 9780300193879
Published 21 August 2014
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