I didn’t set out to write an article on just one author this month, but here it is.
Until recently, I had not read a lot of Maggie O’Farrell’s writings. I previously reviewed “Hamnet” here. It was not a very favorable review. To me it seemed contrived, as though she were trying to create this big surprise where there really wasn’t one. However, I’m not one to judge a book by its cover, or to judge an author by one book. So, I gave “The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox” a try.
I report it was an engrossing book with a great ending that leaves the reader asking what just happened. If you enjoy a novel with a gothic edge to it, you will enjoy this. With that happy reading experience under my belt, I thought I would read O’Farrell’s latest historical fiction, or, as some now refer to them, nonfiction novel (oxymoron, much?), “The Marriage Portrait” next.
Telling what could have, maybe, possibly been the story of Lucrezia de’ Medici, O’Farrell does pull off a plausible - though probably not historically accurate - ending in this book. But who really knows for sure? What is known about Lucrezia de’ Medici of Florence is that in 1559, at the age of 13, she became the Duchess of Ferrara, Modena, and Reggio upon her marriage to Alfonso d’ Este II. In 1561 she was dead. Her official cause of death was recorded as tuberculosis, but shortly after her death, rumors circulated that her husband had killed her because she had not produced an heir. It should be noted that Alfonso II had two subsequent wives with neither marriage resulting in an heir, so ...
There is no proof that Lucrezia was murdered (and does she even die in O’Farrell’s telling of her story? you have to read it to know). However, there are letters to Alfonso II from a spy he had placed in the de’ Medici court detailing the actual murders of Lucrezia’s sister and cousin/sister-in-law who were reported to have died accidentally. There is also no known marriage portrait of Lucrezia de’ Medici D’ Este, but in 1842 poet Robert Browning published a dramatic monologue entitled “My Last Duchess,” in which the speaker is presumably the Duke Alfonso II inviting a guest to view a curtained painting of his late wife. He describes to this visitor the cheerful nature of his wife, which displeased him because “’twas not her husband’s presence only,” that made her happy. He goes on to say that at his command her smiles were stopped, so that now with her portrait hidden behind a curtain she only smiles for him. CREEPY!
Although not an official marriage portrait, there is a painting of Lucrezia de’ Medici, which was commissioned by her parents after her marriage, located in the Palatine Gallery in Florence (mere blocks from Browning’s residence,) with lesser versions of this painting in the Uffizi Gallery, as well as a version of it in the North Carolina Museum of Art. While I am not an art critic, photographs of the Palatine portrait suggest that it is stunning and seeing it has been added to my bucket list. As a book reviewer, I say you should definitely read “The Marriage Portrait.”
Happy reading!
Until recently, I had not read a lot of Maggie O’Farrell’s writings. I previously reviewed “Hamnet” here. It was not a very favorable review. To me it seemed contrived, as though she were trying to create this big surprise where there really wasn’t one. However, I’m not one to judge a book by its cover, or to judge an author by one book. So, I gave “The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox” a try.
I report it was an engrossing book with a great ending that leaves the reader asking what just happened. If you enjoy a novel with a gothic edge to it, you will enjoy this. With that happy reading experience under my belt, I thought I would read O’Farrell’s latest historical fiction, or, as some now refer to them, nonfiction novel (oxymoron, much?), “The Marriage Portrait” next.
Telling what could have, maybe, possibly been the story of Lucrezia de’ Medici, O’Farrell does pull off a plausible - though probably not historically accurate - ending in this book. But who really knows for sure? What is known about Lucrezia de’ Medici of Florence is that in 1559, at the age of 13, she became the Duchess of Ferrara, Modena, and Reggio upon her marriage to Alfonso d’ Este II. In 1561 she was dead. Her official cause of death was recorded as tuberculosis, but shortly after her death, rumors circulated that her husband had killed her because she had not produced an heir. It should be noted that Alfonso II had two subsequent wives with neither marriage resulting in an heir, so ...
There is no proof that Lucrezia was murdered (and does she even die in O’Farrell’s telling of her story? you have to read it to know). However, there are letters to Alfonso II from a spy he had placed in the de’ Medici court detailing the actual murders of Lucrezia’s sister and cousin/sister-in-law who were reported to have died accidentally. There is also no known marriage portrait of Lucrezia de’ Medici D’ Este, but in 1842 poet Robert Browning published a dramatic monologue entitled “My Last Duchess,” in which the speaker is presumably the Duke Alfonso II inviting a guest to view a curtained painting of his late wife. He describes to this visitor the cheerful nature of his wife, which displeased him because “’twas not her husband’s presence only,” that made her happy. He goes on to say that at his command her smiles were stopped, so that now with her portrait hidden behind a curtain she only smiles for him. CREEPY!
Although not an official marriage portrait, there is a painting of Lucrezia de’ Medici, which was commissioned by her parents after her marriage, located in the Palatine Gallery in Florence (mere blocks from Browning’s residence,) with lesser versions of this painting in the Uffizi Gallery, as well as a version of it in the North Carolina Museum of Art. While I am not an art critic, photographs of the Palatine portrait suggest that it is stunning and seeing it has been added to my bucket list. As a book reviewer, I say you should definitely read “The Marriage Portrait.”
Happy reading!