”The terracotta city of the brilliant colors – painted columns, vivid walls, statues everywhere looking so lifelike the observer expected them to start orating or fighting or galloping or weeping. Nothing whitely African about Rome, which did not build much in mud brick anymore, and never white-washed its walls, but painted them instead. The hills and cliffs, the parklike spaces, the pencil cypruses and the umbrella pines, the high temples on their tall podiums with winged Victories driving four-horsed quadrigae on the very crests of the pediments, the slowly greening scar of the great fire on the Viminal and upper Esquiline. Rome, the city for sale…”
It’s clear—I was floored by this book’s story, history as well as the skill, research and ability of Colleen McCullough as a writer. I’ve read a lot of historical fiction, but this stands in a category of its own; I will include a quote from McCullough at the end of my review addressing her sources and her assertive confidence in the validity of her novel.
Anyway. Let’s jump right in to the juicy stuff—this is Book 1 in a seven part series addressing the fall of the Roman Republic with the dictatorship of Julius Caesar, and the rise of Octavian and the beginning of the Empire. This story starts where it should—before Caesar himself is even born. We get the story of Tiberius and Gaius Graccus, arguably the first two men to speak for the people and show some cracks in the marble. The book itself is about the great Roman general Gaius Marius, the Marian reforms to the army , his defense of Rome from hundreds of thousands of fearsome Cimbi and Teutones tribesmen, and his right hand man (for the time being) Lucius Cornelius Sulla; a character (which will without a doubt be the focus of Book 2) known for crossing the Rubicon with his legions and marching on Rome many decades before Julius Caesar would famously do the same thing.
Without getting to much into the actual history in my book review, it should be said that the Graccus Brothers, and then Marius, took a stand against the Roman Patricians, or ruling class, on behalf of the People (referred to by the ruling classes as the “Head Count); of course, there is a mix of genuineness and pure populism at work here, but these figures stick out as being especially interesting for this reason. Sulla is a bit more complicated.
This was a period of major unrest and civil war for the Roman Republic—a complicated period that produced some of the most well-known figures in western history. It is also one of the most well documented (if the not the most documented stretch of time in the ancient world). The Romans had many biographers, historians, and others that documented these events, and lucky for us a good bit of them have survived for two thousand years. McCullough starts this story where many of the ancient writers do, and we get fictionalizations of real characters, like Marius, as well as entirely fictional creations, like the strangely likable Lucius Decumius.
The book itself is broken up into 6 or 7 parts (but who’s counting?), that are novel-length in their own right. There are no chapters. The text is dense and full, there are lots of characters with glorious Latinate names (which can sometimes be difficult to follow because of Roman naming conventions). All of this is explained. The imagery is lush, beautiful, and about as realistic feeling as anything I’ve read. Some of this may sound like a turn off, but it’s all done so expertly by McCullough, the flow is non stop. Her writing is beautiful, and has the rhythm and feel of an older book mixed with a modern accessibility. It’s also worth mentioning that Colleen McCullough is bloody hilarious. One thing I didn’t expect while reading this was to be laughing out loud at dick jokes, but here we are.
Anyways, I’ll cut it there. The research for this of many countless and thankless pages on McCullough’s part pays off in ways that give her a command on the period that, while maybe not “rare”, definitely isn’t the norm for historical novels. It’s five full stars from me in every possible category. This is one of those books that for better or worse, has made some other works of historical fiction I loved feel more like amateur outings.
If you have an interest in in Ancient Rome, this book absolutely cannot be missed. I say that firmly, but friendly.!.
From the Author’s Note:
”Rather than append a long scholarly dissertation in the defense of my hypotheses, I have chosen to incorporate a minimum of this within the Glossary. No bibliography is appended. First of all, because it is not usual to do so in the case of a novel. But more importantly, any bibliography would run many pages. 180 volumes of the Loeb Classical Library would be but a small beginning. I will only say, where possible, I have gone to the ancient sources and have treasured the modern works of many fine historians. My scholarship will be obvious enough for those qualified to judge, without a bibliography.”
She then says if you write her, she’d be happy to send a full bibliography to you. I included this because I mentioned it above, and McCullough’s confidence in the historical accuracy of her work is plenty appropriate here in my opinion.