At the library this afternoon, I spied a copy of The Magic Mountain. I stared at it for a minute or two trying to remember the protagonist's name -- and came up empty. Very disappointing, considering how much time and energy I put into reading that book (many, many years ago). The nearest I got was "Adrian Leverkühn" -- which is not near at all, since he's a character in an entirely different novel.
On the other hand, since The Magic Mountain and Doctor Faustus are both all-but-unintelligible gibberish, Adrian could easily have taken Hans's place in that sanitorium and Hans could have replaced Adrian as the champion of 12-tone music and I don't think anybody would have noticed.
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