BERNARD
MALAMUD’S ‘THE ASSISTANT’:
THE
AMERICAN AGONISTES
DR. A. V. KRISHNA RAO,
M. A., Ph. D.
Indian Institute of
Technology, Madras
On
the occasion of receiving the National Book Award for The Magic Barrel, Bernard
Malamud is reported to have said: “I am quite tired of the colossally deceitful
devaluation of Man in this day...Whatever the reason, his fall from grace in
his eyes is betrayed by the words he has invented to describe himself as he is
now: fragmented, abbreviated, other-directed, organizational...The devaluation
exists because he accepts it without protest.”1
Malamud’s
fictional experience seems to be, in this context, a significant affirmation of
the ethical sensibility of man
as it evolves into moral awareness, the locus being the peculiar Jewish sub-cultural
situation in the contemporary American society. The Jewish-American novelist,
unlike the Negro novelist, is not so much concerned with racial segregation as
with cross-cultural patterns of experience, especially when the minority culture
happens to be rooted in thousands of years of historical consciousness. Having
won the struggle for a place in society, the American Jew, while not being
unduly worried about his social and legal status, still remains wistfully
committed to his traditional notions of individual behaviour or personal
conduct and relations. At any rate, this appears to be the central thematic
concern in Malamud’s The Assistant. More importantly, Malamud in this novel projects the image of
Jew that of Everyman; and through the subtle process of his art, achieves a
perfectly satisfying and integrated vision of human destiny in terms of
redemptive suffering and moral regeneration.
In
The Assistant, Malamud dramatizes chiefly the psychological tension
operating in the moral consciousness of a gentle hoodlum in New York. Morris
Bober, the Jewish grocer and Frank Alpine, the ‘joy’ drifter ironically act out
the roles of victim and victimizer, culminating in the latter’s literal and
symbolic conversion to the way of life
of his victim which is suffering. Morris
Bober’s tragic role, however, is also part of his Jewish heritage.
The
novel opens with a crisp description of a typical Bober day:
“The
early November street was dark though night had ended, but the wind, to the
grocer’s surprise, already clawed. It flung his apron into his face as he bent
for the two milk cases at curb. Morris Bober dragged the heavy boxes to the
door, panting. A large brown bag of hard rolls stood in the door-way along with
the sour-faced, gray-haired Poilisheh huddled there, who wanted one.2(7)
Morris Bober’s grocery store, looking like “a
long dark tunnel” has changed little in twenty-one years. Instead of
development, there seems to be a steady decline of business despite Morris
Bober’s utter dedication, honesty and goodness. The tragedy of Morris is that
he can neither get rid of the “blood-sucking” store, nor get out of it, for, he
feels almost “entombed” in it.
“No,
not for an age had he lived a whole day in the open. As a boy, always running
in the muddy rutted streets of the village, or across the fields, or bathing
with the other boys in the river; but as a man, in America, he rarely saw the
sky.”(9)
For
all this, he has just been able to eke out a living. Even that is decidedly threatened
now by the sophisticated competitiveness of a German named H. Schmitz. His
usual customers, always countable on fingers, seem to desert him for no
apparent reason. The cause of his undoubted misfortune cannot be racial
boycotting because his Jewish neighbour Karp, the liquor dealer, flourishes
well. “The Karps, Pearls and Bobers, representing attached houses and stores,
but otherwise detachment, made up the small Jewish segment of this Gentile
community.”(17) The grocer’s fortune, in contrast to that of Karp, had never
altered “unless degrees of poverty meant alteration.” As Helen ironically
reflects, “luck and he were, if not natural enemies, not good friends”:
“He
laboured long hours, was the soul of honesty–he could not escape honesty, it
was bedrock; to cheat would cause an explosion in him, yet he trusted cheaters–coveted
no- body’s nothing and always got poorer...He was Morris Bober...With that name
you had no sure sense of property, as if it were in your blood and history not
to possess...At the end you were sixty and had less than at thirty....”(17)
When
he is not either engaged by his nagging wife, Ida, or waiting on some customer,
Morris Bober sits all alone in the back and reads yesterday’s paper Forward and
broods over “the tragic quality of life.” After a brief, futile, and bitter
conversation with Karp in the evening regarding the sale of his store, Bober
notices a suspicious-looking car in the street but hardly expects any trouble.
The ‘holdupniks’, however, rob him of what little cash he has in the cash-box
and beat him up. And the end fits the day; his luck merely means “soured
expectations and endless frustration” in America.
Malamud’s
first chapter in the novel is a severely synoptic review of Morris Bober’s
cosmic identity in the entire novel. The opening paragraph, already mentioned,
indicates the Jew’s naturally determined confinement in his store, referred to
in various places in the novel, as a “prison” and “open tomb.” Comedy results
whenever Morris Bober seeks to change his chosen position, viz., that of
suffering in the store. He is both Malamud’s conception of Job who affirms life
through pain, failure and suffering; and also of shlemihl or ‘holy’
innocent, transforming alienation and aloneness into saint-hood. As Richman
remarks:
“Half
ironic, half absurd, Morris is patently one of those absurd emblems of Jewish
luck who finds that the clock stops when he winds it or the chicken walks when
he slays it.” 3
The
Karp-Morris relationship, Morris Bober’s nostalgic reminiscence of his
childhood, and his virtues of honesty and goodness exemplify the mythical
Jewish joke inasmuch as they only contribute to the intenser and greater
suffering of Morris Bober, the moral masochist. He explains to Frank that the
Jewish Law means “to do what is right, to be honest, to be good,” and in living
up to this moral code he willingly subjects himself to suffering. Asked why “the
Jews suffer so damn much,” Morris replies quietly:
“They
suffer because they are Jews...If you live, you suffer. Some people suffer
more, but not because they want. But I think if a Jew don’t suffer for the Law,
he will suffer for nothing.”(99)
Morris Bober confidently tells Frank, his assistant not only in running the store but in suffering it for others as well, he suffers for him. To Frank’s question: “What
do you mean?”, “I mean you
suffer for me” is the Jew’s cryptic reply. He himself courts death in spring for
the sake of his non-descript, if
not almost non-existent, Customers by shovelling
the snow against Ida’s advice. Morris, a proto-typical Jew, tempts fate–he asks, “What kind of winter can be in April?” (175) and dies of pneumonia.
Frank
Alpine, an Italian-American isolato
and a boy bum, is the central character in the novel, in fact, it may even be said that the drama in the novel
centres on his relationship with Morris
Bober on the one hand,
and Helen, the 24-year old daughter of the
Jew, on the other. He is an accomplice
of Ward Minoque in the violent “holdup” in Bober’s grocery store, which itself is presented throughout
the novel as an image of living death. Frank, in the early part of the novel, takes “much easy
pleasure in guilt,” mainly owing to his continuing sense of self-isolation,
reminding the reader of Dostoevsky’s hero Raskolnikov in Crime and
Punishment; Malamud’s
description of Frank’s megalomaniac decision illustrates the point:
“But
one day while he lay in some
hole he had crawled into, he had this terrific
idea that he was really an important guy, and was torn out of his reverie with the thought that he was living this kind of life only because he hadn’t known he was meant for something a whole lot better–to do something big...In the past he had usually thought of himself as an average guy, but there in this cellar it came to him that he
was wrong...Then when he had asked himself, what should he be doing, he
had another powerful idea, that he was meant for crime...At crime he
would change his luck, make adventure, live like a prince.’
That
is how he makes his appearance at the end
of the first chapter. The
ultimate burden of this criminal is suggested by Frankie’s return to the
grocery store the next day. There he confesses to Sam Pearl, the candy-store
owner, his sense of admiration
for St. Francis “who was born good, which is a talent if you have it”. Frankie, who could admire both Napoleon
and St. Francis, stands in a morally ambivalent position. Just as Ward Minoque is his criminal alter ego, Morris Bober
appears to be his ethical ‘double’. The psychological tension in the novel
arises out of this constant conflict of values and unresolved pulls of
Frankie’s mind. “Perhaps the grimmest humour in the novel,”
says Richman, “springs from the assistant’s
and the proprietor’s efforts to deny
a relationship that is apparent
in every gesture; both retreat
into a complex prejudice that perpetually screens their merging humanity...In
an ambiguous drama of cross purposes that do not really cross, Malamud
indicates the un-acknowledged relationship that unites the pair.”4
While Ward’s death symbolically releases Frank from his criminal past, the
death of Morris nominates him as his successor. After the funeral of Morris,
Ida and Helen identify Frank as “the grocer who had danced on the grocer’s
coffin” earlier in the cemetery.
The
Helen-Frankie relationship could be understood only when we concede that “Helen
is not simply an idealized slum jewel. She is a modern girl of character and
mind.” When her willing and unwilling sexual experience does not get her love,
she goes back to “emotional virginity.” It is through her that Frank finally
understands the term self-discipline, and that one can achieve a renewed inner
feeling of decency or growth of conscience even after violent violation. Ward
Minoque recognizes this initial change in Frank when he calls him a “stinking
kike” and says:
“Your
Jew girl must be some inspiration.”
As
Jonathan Baumbach has noted, Helen unites all the “sons” of the novel–Louis
Karp; Nat Pearl; Ward Minoque and Frankie “into a single contrasting unit.” But,
like them, her personality also is starved of fulfilment because she
dogmatically declares: “I won’t compromise with my ideals”; and that “Life has
to have some meaning”; and that she wants to wait “for the return of
possibilities” in self-fulfilment. Nevertheless she longs for the termination
of the winter of her emotional discontent.
Malamud
dextrously manages the Helen-Frankie relations, characterized by
the ebb and flow of passion. The dual-levelled and double-working meaning in
the novel is to be obtained in relation to Helen’s individual consciousness,
that is, her alternate attraction and repulsion toward Frank; similarly Frank’s
own conduct toward Helen seems to peculiarly undulating. For example, he nearly
rapes her in the park where, minutes before, he himself rescues her from Ward
Minoque; this fact also confirms the mutual criminal identity of Frank Alpine
and Ward Minoque. The irony in this most interesting scene in the novel is that
Frank has been invited by Helen herself to meet:
“And
since she had told him she had something important to say, nothing less than
that she now knew she loved him, surely he would want to hear what.” (131) A
similar pattern of relations is perceptible between Frankie and Morris; and
Frankie and Ida. In the first half of the novel, Morris virtually adopts
Frankie as his protege disregarding more than Curtain lectures of his wife,
Ida. This period is marked by Frankie’s occasional and conscious
pilfering in the store and sub-conscious urges to confess his guilt to Morris. In the second part of the novel, following the illness of Morris and the consequent
mishaps of the Bober family, Frank’s reinstatement as the Assistant in the
grocery store is opposed by Morris but
strongly supported by Ida. It is curious
that Morris forgives him and
takes him in whenever he has committed a crime or guilt; while Ida is irate. But there is a reversal of attitude whenever Frankie helps the Jew out of a crisis–be it a business, sickness or
accident. Thus, for example,
when Morris makes the unusual decision to burn
down the store with a view to claiming the insurance money, he also catches fire. Frankie saves him
but is promptly turned out by the Jew in spite of his importunities.
A
network of such paradoxical relationships is Malamud’s technical strategy in this novel, Frankie, in fact symbolizes the union of criminal
and saint, clerk and robber; “matched
by the role of lover as luster,
and lover as provider and by lover as
romantic and as sensualist.”5 The reticulated pattern of human relationships is paralleled by the pattern of crime, punishment, exile and return in regard to the dynamics of
character. For example, the last chapter of the novel completes the fulfilment
of Frankie’s personality. Helen’s recognition thus:
“Now
that she had seen him there, groggy from overwork, thin, unhappy, a burden lay
on her, because it was no
mystery who he was working for. He had
kept them alive...It came to
hear that he had changed. It’s true
he’s not the same man...She had despised him for the evil, without understanding the why or aftermath, or admitting there could be an end to the bad and a beginning
of good.”(190)
Frank
even pleasantly thinks that St. Francis comes “dancing out of the woods in his brown rags, a couple of scrawny birds flying
around over his head.” His chief
concern now is to give Helen
the college education although it is “a
rocky load on his head.”
He
even confesses to Helen that he owes to her dead father a moral obligation.
Frank, whom Helen once called bitterly, an “uncircumcised dog”, has had himself
circumcised now and becomes a Jew after passover.
Frank
Alpine’s rebirth as a Jew is not merely ritualistic but symbolically
significant. The “moral ambience”, as Ihab Hassan puts it, rounds off the
enactment of Jewish experience and raises it to a frontier where the tale of
the assistant becomes a fable, almost a parable. As Granville Hicks says in The
Creative Present:
“Frank
Alpine, when he becomes a Jew is not only accepting suffering but also finding
hope. Suffering, Malamud is saying, is the human lot but we need not surrender
to despair. To escape suffering is impossible; to live a good life in spite of
it is not.”
Thus,
although the Jewish community is “the constant condition of his sensibility”
Malamud seems to have achieved in The Assistant a human comedy of
endurance and a modern fictional parable to illustrate the necessity in this
world of ethical liability of accepting moral obligation.
The
Rabbi refers to Morris as a true Jew who lived in the Jewish experience and
with the Jewish heart, and says:
“He
suffered, he endured, but with hope.” (p. 180)
Frank
Alpine, representing every man symbolically, takes the place of Morris Bober,
thereby accepting the human lot of suffering. The physical pain he suffers may
enrage but, more significantly, inspires him.
Moral
victory in physical defeat is Malamud’s thematic concern. His artistic
translation of Jewish experience and character in relation to and in
interaction with contemporary reality in America will place him, as Leavis
might have said, “in the realm of significant creative achievement” in American
literature. In that, Malamud in this novel arrives at and affirms not just a
surfacial Jewish American social adjustment but the realizable possibility of moral
regeneration of every man. If his Jew suffers and endures with hope because he
is chosen for that, man everywhere suffers and certainly endures to become good
and honest but not necessarily fortunate.
1 Sidney Richman, Bernard Malamud. Popular Prakashan, Bombay. (1966) p. 23
2 All the textual quotations in this paper are
from the Signet Paper-Back edition of The
Assistant. Page numbers are given in brackets following quotations.
3 Richman op. cit. p. 67
4 Richman, op. cit. p. 57
5 Op. cit.
p. 60
“...but
he had to do it, it was his only hope; he could think of no
other. All he asked for himself
was the privilege of giving her
something she couldn’t give back.” (186)