Friday, September 18, 2026

#135: The Castle of Otranto

The Castle of Otranto

Horace Walpole
Initial release: December 24, 1764 (UK)

Research suggests that this dude,
Manfred of Sicily, served as the
primary basis for the Manfred
character in Walpole's book.

Everything has to start somewhere. While horror owes much to the myths and legends of the ancient past, there was a very clear point where it began to coalesce as a distinct literary genre. That point is none other than 1764, with the publication of The Castle of Otranto, the very first Gothic novel.

Author Horace Walpole was something of a weird dude. The Enlightment-era Englishman was known for his seemingly self-contradictory behavior. He once published a book anonymously and whipped up controversy over it himself just to boost sales. He was something of a medieval fetishist, even building his own house after the fashion of a medieval castle, anticipating the Gothic Revival style by a solid fifty years. The Castle of Otranto is his love letter to a bygone era, when men were knights and women were princesses.

He initially claimed Otranto was a translation of an older work. In the first edition's preface, Walpole presents the book as a translated 1529 manuscript, itself based on an incident that could've happened anytime from the 11th to 13th centuries. This was all bullshit, of course; Walpole made it all up, and fessed up in the second edition, which he would subtitle the book "A Gothic Story," thus helping cement the name of the literary genre he more or less invented. Part of the reason for this deception is largely because society at the time was quite stuffy; by presenting it as fact, or a secret history, it was more likely to be taken seriously, and fiction that was seen as too lurid or whatever was deemed dangerous to society. (The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess.) All the adulation he received changed to condemnation after he revealed the truth, which only further seems to justify his concealing the origins of the book in the first place, but that's neither here nor there. In any case, the book was a sensation and inspired pretty much almost 200 years of imitators; even now the book's influence can be seen in modern-day literature. So what is the book even about, and is it any good? well…

The short version is that it's about a prince who occupies a castle in Otranto, Italy, who, following the death of his only son by freak accident, seeks to marry his would-be daughter-in-law. A bunch of stuff happens after that, including him menacing her throughout the castle. Manfred (the prince) has a notorious temper and abuses everyone around him; his wife is far more genial, but subservient to a husband who doesn't even really love her. There's a bunch of other characters but they're fairly one-dimensional, and almost incidental to the plot.

While the book is a little more sparing in the typical features of gothic fiction (namely long, winding soliloquies, though they do pepper the book, and overwrought description, which is almost entirely absent) it's still a shakily written pile of cliches… but therein lies the point. The Enlightenment era was one of great cultural upheaval, and many old ideas and cultural notions were being abandoned. This book was a deliberate throwback to the age of chivalry, which is why its characters are little more than archetypes. This is part of the reason why the genre it created is called "Gothic fiction," as the book seemed to call to mind the old, seemingly barbaric Gothic architecture of pre-Renaissance Europe and the cultures that inhabited and shaped it.

Walpole was just guessing when he picked
Otranto for his location. He didn't even know it
actually had a castle! This is it.

Ultimately, the book is better regarded as a sort of curiousity, a Romanticist reaction to the Enlightenment period. It's not terribly good, and certainly seemed to be the origin of the archetypal character of "rapacious fuckboy" that has been the protagonist (or antagonist, or both) of many a Gothic novel. But there's evidence to suggest that this awkward, clumsy writing is deliberate on Walpole's part. He was explicitly attempting to blend romanticism with newer ideas of realism, and while it's debatable as to whether he succeeded, it definitely inspired generations of better writers. Given that England seemed to be locked in what might fairly be considered a world war with France, perhaps it's understandable that Walpole would prefer to dwell on a time long past.

So yeah, there's better novels in Gothic fiction, but few have as interesting a history and purpose surrounding it as this one does. Much like Frankenstein would originate science fiction, this was the book that launched a genre that's been with us for over 250 years.

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