This paperback edition is 533 pages.
WOW! That seems like the right response on completing this novel. Eco rewrites the history of western culture as a grand scheme of a secret organization to seize the hidden truth that can control the world through control of the "telluric currents." His narrator, Casaubon, and his associates at a publishing firm start with a laundry list of uncertain vintage and construct their elaborate hypothesis about the Plan. It takes them into a critique and explanation of major events and players on the world stage, including Napoleon, Bacon, Shakespeare, and Cervantes. When one of them divulges the Plan to a crackpot who believes in such conspiracies, Casaubon and friends get into serious trouble "for real." The band of crackpots, dubbed "the Diabolicals" for their devilish fascination with the occult and arcane, believe the associates truly know the secret; death comes to Belbo, Casaubon's associate, as a result and the narrator leaves us at the end expecting his own death at the hands of the crackpots.
Belbo secretly wrote about the Plan on "Abulafia," his computer. Casaubon, after Belbo's death, figures out the password and reads Belbo's files. In a late file, after Belbo divulged the existence of the Plan, he wrote: "You mocked the creators of illusion, and now...you write using the alibi of a machine, telling yourself you are a spectator because you read yourself on the screen as if thewords belonged to another, but you have fallen into the trap: you,too, are trying to leave footprints on thesands of time. You have dared to change the text of the romance of theworld, and the romance of theworld has taken you instead into its coils and involved you in its plot, a plot not of your making." (p. 417)
Eco is a cornucopia of information. He is a prestidigitator of ideas. While the platform of his fiction rests on the critical theories of postmodernism, he writes with the zip and calculation of a pulp fictioneer. Story, story, story. Suspense, suspense, suspense. He tells, holds something back, tells that, holds something else back, tells that, and so on, bounding down the main and hidden corridors of the Western experience. Whatta guy. Try to make a meaningful comparison of this book with one of the great modernist works, say, The Sound and the Fury, by Faulkner. We see a similar impulse to tell the story with a kind of suspense. We see an assumption that the family/folk experience at issue had/has depth, has existence, apart from text. Eco is on another path; it was not something to interest Faulkner.