When I die and I get to meet Vergil in
Dante’s Castle of Limbo, or in the Elysian Fields (alongside Musaeus, but
without any fixed address), or wherever he hangs out in the afterlife, the first
question I’m going to ask (after the formalities of “o de li altri poeti onore
e lume,” etc.) is what on earth is going on with the ages of the
younger-generation heroes at Troy. I’ve always been mystified, for example, at
how Ascanius (well, Cupid disguised as Ascanius) in the Aeneid is cuddling in Dido’s lap like a three-year-old, or how
Ascanius has to hold hands with his father when they’re fleeing from Troy as if
otherwise he’d toddle off on his own--and yet, not so long afterward, he’s leading
the teenage boys in equestrian show drills and taking charge during a fiery
crisis and killing enemy soldiers. His age, as communicated by social cues,
seems unbridgeably inconsistent throughout the epic--and don’t try to tell me
that Ascanius’ development into manhood is an essential part of the epic’s
dramatic arc, because his span of development far overreaches the span of time
covered in the Aeneid. It’s
distractingly unrealistic.
A similar problem is presented by another
character in the Aeneid: Neoptolemus,
aka Pyrrhus. He’s the son of Achilles and tends to dominate the bloodshed and
butchery in the Aeneid’s destruction
of Troy. He ransacks the private bedrooms of the Trojan royal family and even
kills the King of Troy, old Priam himself, all of which would be shocking
enough on its own. To truly appreciate its significance, however, we have to go
all the way back through Neoptolemus’ origin story, and how Achilles came to
have a son.
You may have certain preconceived ideas
about Achilles. He’s spotlighted in the first line of the Iliad (“Sing of the wrath, Goddess, the baneful wrath of Achilles”)
and has had guaranteed fame throughout western literary history for that reason.
We all know that his mother dipped him in the Styx and made him (mostly)
immortal, that he was exceptionally close to his best friend Patroclus, that he
was eventually killed by an arrow to the heel administered by the archer god
Apollo, but not before--as depicted in the Iliad,
that great bulwark of western literature--he could complete his spiritual journey
from irate selfishness to mature reconciliation with the man whose son he
killed. A decade ago he was depicted on the silver screen as a buff 40-year-old
with a fake-looking dye job and some oddly progressive ideas about how to treat
slaves. (Huh, Brad Pitt was 40 when Troy
was released, who knew.) But the Achilles of the Iliad wouldn’t have been a 40-year-old. In fact, when the Greeks
were mustering an army for the Trojan War, Achilles was skirting the low end of
acceptably conscriptable age (possibly in his mid-teens), and his mother made
great effort to keep him from going to war. She was so intent on preventing his
conscription that she dressed him as a girl and hid him among a bunch of
princesses on the island of Scyros. The disguise didn’t take--Odysseus was sent
over and quickly tricked Achilles into unveiling himself--and the Greeks sailed
off for Troy. But Achilles had taken full advantage of the time he spent
sharing a bedroom with a princess, and when he sailed away, his former roommate
was left pregnant with Neoptolemus.
So the Greeks spend a long time besieging
Troy, and when they finally use the wooden horse ruse to break in, Neoptolemus
is charging in with the rest of them and heartlessly butchering the Trojan
royal family (even after Priam’s sentimental discussion with Achilles on the
nature of fatherhood and family at the end of the Iliad). Wait, how long did that siege last?
It is a well known tradition that the
Greeks spent ten years besieging Troy. Neoptolemus is conceived just a short
while before the siege begins, so when the Greeks break the siege, Neoptolemus
ought to be nine years old. (‘Neoptolemus,’ as it happens, means ‘young
soldier.’) Yet there he is, in the Aeneid,
killing people left and right. So this--in my hypothetical afterlife meeting
with Vergil--is where I start hassling Vergil about why he has a nine-year-old
(who is more or less green in terms of combat experience) fighting alongside
grown-up, experienced soldiers who have been involved in this conflict for ten
years. Vergil could have, with some effort, established an alternate chronology
that made his Neoptolemus older than ten, but he didn’t do it. I’ll say it
again: distractingly unrealistic.
Neoptolemus has a reputation for being
bloodthirsty and generally nasty, and not just because of his part in the
Trojan slaughter. When the battle died down, he performed a human sacrifice
(not generally approved of in Greek culture) over Achilles’ grave. He was
awarded Priam’s wife as a slave, which probably didn’t foster a peaceful home
life for them, since she had watched him kill her husband. By all accounts
Neoptolemus was pretty terrifying to live with, although he did manage to get
three children out of her. But here we reach the question of Neoptolemus’
marriages and offspring, which is another contested point in the Neoptolemus
mythology (but at least I can’t blame Vergil this time, because he never wrote
about any of this). According to some, he was married to Hermione, the daughter
of Helen and Menelaus, but on the other hand, some say that that this Hermione
was actually married to Orestes (oh, you know--the guy from the Oresteia, who murders his mother
Clytemnestra and then goes insane). The two traditions have been somewhat clumsily
grafted together with the story that Hermione was married to Orestes first, but
her father Menelaus demanded they divorce after Orestes went insane, at which
point she could be married to Neoptolemus. There is, however, a more
interesting tradition, in which Hermione was not so happy to be married to this
nasty Neoptolemus and arranged an end to her marriage. The story goes that
Neoptolemus, enraged that Apollo had killed his father, went to Apollo’s
sanctuary at Delphi and tried to steal some treasures and even burn the
sanctuary down. In Euripides’ play Andromache,
however, Neoptolemus never did these things--Hermione just spread a rumor that
he planned to, and on that account Neoptolemus was murdered by the locals at
Delphi.
It is intriguing to see a bride objecting
so forcefully to an undesirable husband, since brides in Greek mythology are
generally pretty docile and passive (prizes rather than characters). It would
be interesting to read more about Hermione--Homer uses her as a background
character in the Odyssey, and Sappho
makes scattered references to her, but Sappho’s poems are all so fragmentary it’s
hard to tell what sort of portrait she’s creating of Hermione, if any--unfortunately,
not much ancient literature seems to concern itself with her. It is also
intriguing to see this character who seems like he should be glorified as a
young hero--Neoptolemus, son of Achilles, killer of Priam, hero of the Trojan
War!--made into such an appalling villain. He seems to have inherited his
father’s bloodthirsty selfishness but never developed a sense of social
responsibility via losing his best friend in battle and meeting the parent of
an enemy he killed. He’s never appealing as a character, and it may be safe to
say that any age discrepancies are among the least objectionable things about
him.
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