by Philip Roth
"The hero of
Everyman
is obsessed with mortality. As he reminds himself at one point 'I'm thirty-four! Worry about oblivion when you're seventy-five!' But he cannot help himself. He is the ex-husband in three marriages gone wrong. He is the father of two sons who detest him, despite a daughter who adores him. And as his health worsens, he is the envious brother of a much fitter man." (From the CD container.)
Need a little reminder that you're not going to live forever? I know forty-four isn't old in these modern times, but there are changes that make it clear I'm no longer exactly young. There's more gray in my hair than there was before. I'm noticing deeper lines and thinner skin. Those pounds I put on over winter don't come off as easily as they used to. My knees crackle when I walk down the stairs and it's harder for me to get up when I sit on the floor. More and more often I find myself a little jealous of the skinny little smooth-skinned twenty-somethings shopping at the mall. And I see changes not only in me, but in people around me. Parents and grandparents that I always thought of as unconquerable suddenly limited by health, friends losing hair (Remember -- We came of age in the era of "
Hair Bands". This is a big deal to us!), their kids graduating from college, mild depression forming in people close to me who are suddenly realizing they are, in fact, mortal. All in all, it's quite disconcerting, and
Everyman captures all the confusion and longing and, eventually, acceptance.
There is a bit too much sexual obsession in this story for me, though I believe that may be because it is told from a man's perspective. I think men are much more likely to tie the worth of their life and relationships to sex than are women. Many of them get past this, but it seems like that's where the fixation begins. I don't mean that to be nasty. It's just an observation regarding one of the many ways in which men and women think differently. And Peter said it was okay for me to write that because it's true. :-)