For years
now, I’ve contemplated writing a paper on Miguel de Cervantes’s Don Quijote. Whenever I come into
contact with musicals, movies, and documentaries attempting the great work, I find
myself gritting my teeth (there are exceptions, of course). Sad but true, Don Quijote has lost much in
translation; a masterpiece that many have loved—perhaps too much. The quest for the unattainable, the image of
a gaunt knight tilting at windmills, the faithful sidekick, the rustic setting has
made the book fodder for romantics everywhere.
To understand the Quijote,
really understand it, the reader must snap out of it. Dream the impossible
dream? I can hear don Miguel laughing—and
no doubt he would take great pleasure in breaking wind for added measure. In
fact, he did as much—in two hefty volumes—in which we are treated to a narrative
of Spain and her subjects diminishing place in the world.
Cervantes was born fifty-five years
after 1492. In Spanish hagiography, 1492
is referred to as the Year of Miracles.
Isabel I and Fernando II of Castile and Aragón brought down the last of the
Moorish kingdoms in the south with the fall of Granada—ending an era that had
endured some eight hundred years. In 1492, the humanist scholar Antonio de
Nebrija finished compiling the first Spanish grammar. He persuaded the queen
that his work should be known the world over—for if Spain were to become a
great empire, its occupied territories had to be united under one
language: Castilian. It is said that Columbus, who set sail in
1492, in an attempt to discover a faster route to the East, would take
Nebrija’s grammar with him. Columbus, as
we know, never made it to the Indies: instead he made his first landing on an island in the Bahamas he named San Salvador.
After the deaths of Isabel and
Fernando, the crown eventually passed to Charles V. He was the son of Philip the Fair, Archduke
of Burgundy and Juana of Castile (also known as “la Loca”). As the heir of three of
Europe's leading dynasties (the Hapsburg Monarchy, the Archdukes of Burgundy,
and the crowns of Castile, Aragon, and Leon),
he was one of the most powerful figures of his times. In 1519, Charles became
Holy Roman Emperor and Archduke of Austria, as well as the first king of Spain.
From that point forward, a substantial part of Europe and Spain’s American and
Asian colonies came under his rule.
For Cervantes, who had fought (many
say, heroically, as he was seriously wounded) against the Ottomans at the
Battle of Lepanto, Philip II’s inability to govern Spain effectively was a
bitter pill. Philip built himself an impressive palace and was a patron of the
arts; he also plied the old trick of trying to unite the country by
scapegoating conversos, and the Moors in particular. His desire to be an absolute monarch caused
him to remain aloof from his subjects. Consequently, Spain became poor, somber,
backwards, and superstitious.
Philip’s repressive Catholicism,
fueled by the Reformation on the continent and England, ran counter to Cervantes’s values. In the Quijote, as in other
works, the author sends up heroic images of Spain, the jewel of Europe, and the
last strong-hold of Catholic idealism. A student of Erasmus—who argued for
religious toleration, free will, and was a strong proponent of reason—the
author of the Quijote could not stand
by and watch his beloved Spain rot under the rule of Rotterdam. He sought to do
away with the puppet show, and gave us a masterwork in which the reader is
given a choice between religious dogma and reason. Theology and satire are not
necessarily enemies, as the Quijote
reminds us—and certainly it is in the ability to command both spheres that
Cervantes’s genius proves itself to be as profound as it is enduring.
Kathryn A.Kopple is the author of Little Velásquez, a novel set in 15th century Spain.