Being a Wagner fan, I was keen to explore the meanings embedded in the Ring cycle. Having read Richard Wagner’s biographies, and particularly aware of his solid grounding in the German philosophy of the 19th Century, I was reasonably certain that layers of philosophical thought must have been deposited by Wagner in this very important for him work. Given that the creation of the entire cycle took close to 30 years, it seemed probable that the work’s philosophical outlook may have evolved in line with the development of the German philosophical thought of the period, and with Wagner’s own views.
Roger Scruton’s work more than satiated my thirst. Layer after layer, in a methodical way, Scruton uncovers the hidden meanings deposited by Wagner. The parts of Wagner’s work whose meaning is mysterious, or which may appear incomplete, are projected against the backdrop of philosophical thought of the 19th Century, and Wagner’s own views expressed elsewhere, as a result of which these parts become complete and understandable. The author emphasises that the conclusions contained in the book have by no means been authorised by Wagner. They represent Scruton’s own detective work grounded in the history of philosophy and his own intellectual powers, the latter admired by many, regardless of his well-known strongly conservative views.
It is definitely not a book to be read by people who simply wish to understand better the story of the Ring. Having started my Ring-related literary exploits from Donnington’s “Wagner’s Ring and Its Symbols”, with Scruton’s work to follow, and only then intending to read Spencer’s “Wagner’s Ring of the Nibelung: A Companion”, I had to concede that exactly the opposite should have been done.
It is by no means a book which makes easy reading. Although concept formulation is delivered in very clear, and literarily beautiful, language, the density of concepts is such that it sometimes forces the reader to re-read passages again, and sometimes again still, in order to understand fully the author’s train of thought. Overall, a delight to read but best left for long evenings with nothing else to do.