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'Crete' by Barry Unsworth ; published by National
Geographic, 2004, 8vo; hardback; pp 170 inc. biblio.Price 18.50
(approx).
I am indebted to the historian and archaeologist Tony Fennymore for pointing
me in the directions of Alikianos and Argyroupolis.
This has been an awfully difficult review for me to write.
I really find it goes against the grain being negative about
books in general, especially when they may appeal to people
genuinely interested in that greatest of islands. On the face
of it, 'Crete' by Barry Unsworth may
seem like a worthwhile addition into a market, remarkably short
of good, extant, travelogues. Some of the prose within - as
one might expect from a once 'Booker Prize'
winner - is excellent; the mythological retellings occasionally
verge on the sumptuous; full of understanding, curiosity and
imagination. Oh yes, this author can write, that, dear friends,
is indubitable! Unfortunately, with this particular book, our
guide appears to know practically nothing about his subject
matter, and the three or so weeks he spent on the island, appears
to have educated him little. There are allusions to previous
experiences in Greece, and the author even claims to have once
been "reasonably fluent" in the
Greek language. If so, he appears to have forgotten much, and
this book is instantly forgettable. A total reliance on other
people's material; a constant inability to get facts and figures
- even when copied - straight, make this one you may wish to
avoid.
We all rely on other material; Thomas Hardy once
wrote, "art can but transmute, invention
is not absolute"; it's nigh-on impossible to
write on any subject without borrowing others' words, thoughts
or ideas, at least to some extent. Here, the words of Xan
Fielding, Adam Hopkins, Sonia Greger, Michael Llewellyn Smith,
Costis Davaris, Beryl Darby and others, are quoted
and, at times, the author expertly weaves their voices into
his text. Far too often, however, he appears to liberate those
words to use as "fillers" - apropos very little -
into what is, ultimately, an extremely unsubstantial little
tome. Occasionally, he misunderstands the original completely,
leading to confusion all-round, as in the retelling of the
so-called "Kandanoleon (occ. Kantanoleon) Wedding
murders" (for those of you who don't know this
story, a version of it can be found by following this link, from a photo
I took of a plaque in Argyroupolis).
Xan Fielding wrote of these murders, in his
book 'The Stronghold', from which the author quotes,
unfortunately Mr Unsworth then feels the need to qualify the
story's inclusion within the book and as luck would have it, happens
upon the very village (Alikianos) which may
have been the murders' location.What are the odds? We have
a chicken and egg scenario here. Did the author visit Alikianos
having read 'The Stronghold', or was it the
other way round. Indeed, did he visit the village at all. Who
knows? Certainly not me! What I can tell you is, through no
fault other than his own, our author suddenly finds himself
up a creek, without the proverbial paddle, wrestling
with a far larger crab than he ought! There are two villages
with claim to be the location of the Kandanoleon wedding
murders, and Mr Unsworth describes the wrong location! "How"? "Why"? "What"?,
I hear you cry! An elementary mistake, really, but an
extremely poor one to make; compare and contrast the following
sentences:

Alikianos "mansion"

Argyroupolis doorway
Pictures © Stelios Jackson/west-crete.com
2005 1) "The ruins of the Molino mansions
are still there, overgrown with weeds and long abandoned. On
the lintel above the entrance the Latin motto can still be
made out: Omnia Mundi Fumus et Umbra (All the Things of the
World are Smoke and Shadow), a saying which was to apply with
particular force, in the next century, to Venetian dreams of
conquest and empire" 2) "The entrance lintel, which is
now overgrown, carries the inscription 'Omnia Mundi Fumus et
Umbra' (All in the World is Smoke and Shadow) a sentiment to
which the Venetians were particularly attached, and which ultimately
turned out to be grimly accurate regarding their Cretan possessions" The first is taken from pages 64-65 of 'Crete',
within a piece on the village of Alikianos and
the Kandanoleon murders; the second is from
(the 4th edition, pages 320-321, as per the
author's bibliography, though the 6th edition
was available before Mr Unsworth's book was published!) of the
'Rough Guide to Crete and its
own description of the da Molino "castle",
within its piece, also on Alikianos. Do
the two descriptions seem remarkably similar to you? Yes. Other
than rampant plagiarism, the fact that Mr Unsworth believes the "lintel
doorway" to be here shows scandalously poor research! The
erstwhile Da Molino residence in Alikianos has
no lintel doorway, never mind one with a Latin inscription; the
doorway with inscription can be found at Argyroupolis (see
pictures), the other Cretan village to claim this story as its
own. What Mr Unsworth has done here, is repeat an error from
the Rough Guide to Crete. The authors of that
guidebook had, no doubt, read that the scene of the Kandanoleon
murders came replete with lintel doorway and erroneously ascribe
it to the place they believed this piece of Cretan folklore to
have taken place. Mr Unsworth swallows the hook, line and sinker! The fact that the inscription isn't
in Alikianos at all, but in a completely different village, within
a completely different nomos, is research of the worse kind,
especially as the author fails to acknowledge his source. Not
that Mr Unsworth claims to have visited either site;
he is just passing through Alikianos, as one does, on his way
up to "desolate" (!) Omalos to walk
the Samarian gorge. In fact "the sun had hardly
risen", by the time the Unsworths arrive at Omalos,
so it would have been pitch-black when they left Alikianos and,
believe me, the "mansions" of da
Molino are difficult enough to find even when illuminated
by the midday sun! Tony Fennymore had pre-warned me of the Alikianos fiasco; if
I wasn't already having trouble making head or tail of the mistakes
within, I now had to contend with an increasingly nagging feeling:
if the author didn't visit this site,
which other places, mentioned within, did his sock-lined sandals
fail to touch? So many places are mentioned, without having any
logical place in the author's itinerary. That itinerary appears
to allow Mr Unsworth to take a drive along the North coast of
Crete, stopping (from west to east) at: Spilia, Chania,
Rethymnon, Aghia Pelaghia, Herakleion, Elounda and Aghios Nikolaos,
before heading south to Ierapetra and Myrtos. This is a journey
that can be done in a day - albeit a rather long one - and easily
done in three days. Very little seems to happen to the author
during his stay on the island. O.K., maybe he's not as disaster-prone
as I - few are - but there are absolutely no anecdotes worth
mentioning - or none which are in the least bit memorable - aside
those liberated from other, far better, books. Accommodation
was found at Aghia Pelaghia and Elounda; the latter, it would
appear, the Unsworths stayed at for some time, yet as the author
clearly dislikes the place, one has to ask, why? Is this a package
tour our guide is on? He's not a great fan, either, of the "all-inclusive" type
of hotel he appears forced to stay in when visiting Aghia Pelaghia
(it doesn't seem nearly "all-inclusive" enough for
Mr Unsworth!); neither am I, which is why I'd prefer to
avoid them and stay in one of the many other hotels situated
there instead. Maybe our author wants to write about how the
other half live; maybe our author is the other half! There are far too many mistakes
contained within 'Crete', to be able to relate
here, without making this review longer than the book! Some
of these are caused by the author slavishly copying dates from
books contained within his bibliography: "When
the formal declaration with Greece was read out in November
(1913)...." (page 99); this monumental piece
of history, took place in December 1913; a
schoolboy error, a result of the author evidently misunderstanding
page 422 of Detorakis' 'History
of Crete'; had he skipped forward to page 430 of that
book, he would have discovered for himself the correct date.
Nit-picking? Possibly; but this is one of the most important
moments in Crete's long and varied history; a date when, for
the first time in over 700 years, the Cretans could feel they
were not under foreign rule; try telling an American
they celebrate Independence day in June, or an Englishman that
the battle of Hastings took place in 1065. You'll get very
short shrift; and quite rightly too! If I managed to trace the source of that particular
mistake, there are plenty of others which completely befuddle
me as to their origin: Where, for instance, does Mr Unsworth
gets the idea that Kydonia (Ancient Chania) is unique for having
yielded deposits of both Linear A and B tablets? "No
other site has been so far discovered containing examples of
both scripts" (page 45). It's completely beyond
me! The author later visits Knossos,
so he's at least aware of the existence of the site, if not the
fact that it has unearthed plenty of examples of both scripts;
in fact, on Crete, Linear B is almost exclusive to Knossos. Talking
of Knossos, Mr Unsworth's reverence towards Sir Arthur Evans
is verging on the toady (this is no doubt due to his reliance
on Joan Evans' biography of her brother, rather than the rather
better, newer and certainly more iconoclastic biography,
by Alexander MacGillivray, called 'Minotaur').
Knossos was known long before Sir Arthur "acting
on a solitary conviction", excavated it. Evans
was in fact thoroughly reliant on Crete's very own Minos
Kalokairinos who had already unearthed a number of pithoi and
sent them to various museums throughout the world, for fear of
the Ottomans becoming interested in such things. The site was
also very well-known to that maverick excavator of Troy and Mycenae, Heinrich
Schliemann; in fact he tried to buy it, long before
Evans arrived. Continuing with the ancient disinformation, we
are told how the city of Aptera enjoyed its "greatest
splendour...during the Hellenistic period, from
about 500BC" (page 87); a date which, in fact,
is the beginning of the Classical period and
some 164 years before the Hellenistic period
began; and this from a writer of historical novels? There are
some very strange notions in this book indeed! The author evidently has no idea where the Sporadic group
of islands are. Firstly he places the Cycladic island of Ikaria in
their number and later claims that Turkey lies just beyond them!
The Sporades can be found just east of the Greek mainland, close
to the peninsula of Pelion and a very considerable ferry ride
from both Ikaria and Turkey! If our author is challenged in the
History and Geography departments then he's no great director
either! Do not take the road north of Aghioi
Deka if you wish to visit Gortyn (page 127), as you would have
already passed the site! On page 19 we
are told that the Venetians "invaded" the
island in 1204; they didn't invade Crete at all, rather they
acquired it from the Boniface of Montferrat (old Boniface had
himself acquired Crete following the disgraceful goings-on during
the Fourth Crusade and wasn't at all keen on the island; neither
were the Venetians to begin with, a situation which allowed the
Genoese to squat on Crete for a few years, before being forcibly
kicked-off the island); a fact of which the author suddenly appears
fully aware, later in the book. Even when Mr Unsworth reminisces
of the short time he spent on the island of Symi, in the Dodecanese
- during the filming of his novel 'Pascali's Island' -
we are not spared glaring inaccuracies. Writing about the Ottoman
occupation of the island and the islanders' hatred of anything
symbolically Turkish, we read: "Almost a century
has passed since these islands (the Dodecanese) were united with
Greece" (page 100); it's little more than half a
century since Symi became part of greater Greece; the island
was ceded to the Italians for 35 years, hence the confusion!
Blaming the "tourist board and respective local populations", for
the situation where two caves exist with associations to the great god Zeus
(Ida and Psychro) "on the basis
that two excursions are better business than one" (page 9), shows
a remarkable ignorance of ancient literature; and of 19th
century travel books; and of modern-day archaeological theory.
The author will no doubt be mortified to learn that it's likely that the real
location for ancient Dikte is, in fact, close to Palaikastro, on the east coast;
the tourist board and respective local populations will, no-doubt, make a mint
on the basis that three excursions are better than two! In most respects, for me, this was an extremely
disappointing read. There is little doubt that the author was
commissioned to write this book on the strength of his previously
published material. The publisher has been duped. There are dozens
of writers out there who would have made a far better fist of
this project, but, sadly for us, most of them are not 'Booker
Prize' winning novelists. Having said that, don't be surprised
if you enjoy the book. The kind of errors contained within, pained
your reviewer, but you may be more able to ignore them than he.
'Crete' is part of the ongoing 'Literary Travel
Series'. It is published in the USA, and no doubt has a North
American readership as its target audience. I would suspect that
audience, by and large, is unlikely to visit Crete, but still
wish to enjoy good travel writing and, as I said in my preamble,
'Crete', on the face of it, may seem like a
useful addition to that market. The style of the book could be
described as "mock-old-fashioned", even, perhaps, "retro";
pages have that barely guillotined look; the pictures are black
and white. The style I like; the pictures are awful! When the
author sticks to what he is good at, i.e. storytelling - or at
least the retelling of stories - the book moves on with great
pace and verve; however, when he tries to come across as an expert
on Crete and/or Greece, everything comes crumbling down around
our ears. To me the great danger of reading books such as
this is, if the reader takes the word of the author as gospel,
those mistakes are going to be repeated, until they in turn become "common
knowledge"; until everybody knows there's a lintel doorway
with Latin inscription at Alikianos; until the Classical Age,
becomes the Hellenistic Age, or vice versa; until Ikaria
becomes an island in the Sporades...if one cares to look at the
real face hiding beneath the mask, one will find it to be far
less attractive than originally thought. Stelios Jackson, July 31st 2005

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