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In his introduction to a 2003 collection
of essays devoted to the late Norman Mailer, Harold Bloom
deems the author “the most visible of contemporary novelists,”
echoing an ambivalence shared by many literary critics since
Mailer first burst onto the scene with the publication of The
Naked and the Dead in 1948 (1). His visibility, ultimately,
came to define Norman Mailer, earning him as much praise as
criticism. Mailer’s accessibility provided readers and critics
with a rare connection to a generation of American writers
known for cultivating an increasingly reclusive relationship
to the public. (It’s no coincidence that conspiracy theorists
often suggested Thomas Pynchon, J. D. Salinger, and William
Gaddis were actually the same faceless person). Mailer’s
detractors viewed his accessibility more as the posturing of a
self-centered publicity hound than as a generous willingness
to dissolve the boundary separating celebrity from fan.
Regardless of Mailer’s motives, few can deny the author’s
preeminent position among American postwar writers though,
with the possible exceptions of George Plimpton and Truman
Capote, no other author of his generation possessed a literary
career so inextricably linked the nonliterary sphere as
Mailer.
Mailer’s famed ego and larger-than-life persona originated in
his childhood. Born in Long Branch, New Jersey in 1923, Norman
Kingsley Mailer was dubbed “perfect” by his doting mother and
was soon regarded as a genius by his eccentric father, a
chaps-wearing, cane-carrying, Cockney-accented
Lithuanian-Jewish immigrant from South Africa. In a profile
heralding the publication of Ancient Evenings in 1983, Mailer
reflected that “[t]hat baroque element in my style, the
sidewinder in me…all comes from my father in some funny way”
(Brenner 36). Mailer’s mother, too, seemed to have a strong
influence on the author’s character, giving him the Hebrew
name Nachum Malech, or “Norman King,” because, as Carl
Rollyson notes, “Fanny thought of him quite literally as the
family’s sovereign” and would treat him accordingly (3).
Mailer entered Harvard University at age sixteen, younger and
less self-assured than most other members of his freshman
class. Lacking “[t]he braggadocio and macho bearing” that
would become fixtures in his public persona, the young man
quietly began studies in aeronautical engineering (Mills 38).
Not yet the hobnobbing gadfly he would become, Mailer spent
most of his spare time reading the major figures of literary
Modernism and inaugurating his legendary—if exaggerated—habit
of scribbling three thousand words daily. In 1941, Mailer’s
“The Greatest Thing in the World” was selected by Story
magazine as the year’s best short story by an undergraduate.
By the time he graduated two years later, the indefatigable
Mailer had penned several unpublished novel-length
manuscripts.
Drafted into the Army, Mailer shipped out in 1944 for the
Philippines, where he fought as a rifleman in the 112th
cavalry and later served as a cook in occupied Japan. Although
he did not see much combat first-hand, Mailer gathered enough
material to write The Naked and the Dead, the first major
American literary work to emerge from the War. Though later
novels such as Joseph Heller’s Catch-22, Kurt Vonnegut’s
Slaughterhouse-Five, and Thomas Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow
supplanted Mailer’s novel in most critical assessments of the
defining wartime work, The Naked and the Dead catapulted the
twenty-five year-old to the literary stardom he enjoyed for
the rest of his life. Still, some critics dismissed Mailer as
derivative, citing the author’s thematic and stylistic debts
to Leo Tolstoy, John Dos Passos, Herman Melville, James T.
Farrell, and Ernest Hemingway. Mailer, however, would prove to
be unique.
The novel’s key shortcoming is its realism. Although an
exceptionally acute sociological study of lower and middle
class men working together in the military, and a gripping
psychological portrait combat, The Naked and the Dead simply
does not plumb the larger philosophical concern one finds in
Catch-22, Slaughterhouse-Five, or Gravity’s Rainbow. Mailer
limits himself to the literal depiction of the Pacific
conflict. Though Mailer’s debut novel contains bits of the
existential terror and cold war paranoia one associates with
Yossarian’s absurd struggle against Cathcart, Billy Pilgrim’s
inability to adjust to peaceful civilian life, or Tyrone
Slothrop’s terrifying confrontation with a conspiracy spanning
decades and continents, it lacks the bravura and force of
these later novels. What Mailer’s novel does auger is his
ability to transform the mundane into literature, an ability
he perfected in his later New Journalist writings.
The 1950s, however, were anything but halcyon years for the
previous decade’s literary superstar. The publication of
Mailer’s second novel, Barbary Shore, sparked the first of the
several critical firestorms marking his controversial career.
Given the novel’s almost formulaic Kafkaesque mood and overtly
leftist political sentiments, Mailer was panned by many as a
hack writer whose latest “paceless, tasteless, and graceless”
production “collapses under the weight of its polemics”
(“Last”; Prigozy 261). Despite its harsh reception, however,
Barbary Shore marks one of the first serious literary attempts
at making sense of the growing tensions between the state
socialist East and capitalist West and established Mailer as a
decidedly iconoclastic writer very much at home on the fringes
of American society, willing to criticize the jingoism
spreading among his countrymen.
Mailer’s third novel, The Deer Park (1955), brings to light
some of the darker elements of life in Cold War America.
Drawing upon his own experiences as a screenwriter in
Hollywood as well as Elia Kazan’s capitulation to the House
Un-American Activities Committee, The Deer Park tears the
sheep’s clothing off the corrupt structure of Hollywood
economics to reveal the wolves lingering behind the scene.
Fashioning himself as an outlaw, Mailer dabbled in New York
City’s burgeoning bohemian subculture, listening to jazz,
experimenting with drugs, and consciously altering his accent
to confuse and irritate interviewers. For the remainder of the
decade, Mailer focused on cultivating a hipster persona,
honing it in the columns he would write for The Village Voice,
the pioneering alternative newspaper he co-founded with two
friends in 1955. Writing with what The New York Times recently
referred to as “a homespun, Greenwich Village version of
existentialism,” Mailer gained some prominence as a social
commentator, fending off critics who dismissed him as a
literary one-hit-wonder (“Norman Mailer”).
Capitalizing on the existentialist zeitgeist and infusing it
with Marxist sentiments, Mailer published his infamous essay,
“The White Negro,” in 1956. The essay, which praises the
adoption of elements of Black subculture by White ‘hipster’
youths as a philosophically heroic act, highlights Mailer’s
bolder qualities, both positive and negative. In it, Mailer
appropriates aspects of the postwar European philosophy made
famous by Albert Camus and Jean-Paul Sartre, and applies a
watered-down version of it to a new generation of Americans.
While his celebration of African-American culture may have
contributed in some small way to the burgeoning civil rights
movement, Mailer also fetishized and distorted Black culture.
Further, the bravado with which Mailer unabashedly praises the
beat generation embodies the sort of self-congratulatory (and
self-defeating) elitism associated with its most obnoxious
elements. Mailer did not publish another novel until 1965’s An
American Dream, focusing on a nascent style of writing that
would soon establish Mailer as one of the New Journalists of
the 1960s, alongside the aforementioned Capote, Tom Wolfe, and
Hunter S. Thompson.
Advertisements for Myself (1959) was Mailer’s Bildungsroman, a
portrait of the artist as an unapologetically ambitious young
man. At turns immature and profound, self-deprecatory and
self-aggrandizing, Mailer’s collection of essays, rants,
interviews, and stories established the writer as one of the
nation’s most prominent cultural commentators, and certainly
the one with the loudest voice. In November of 1960, as the
writer drunkenly prepared to announce his candidacy for mayor
of New York City in the following year’s race, Mailer stabbed
his second wife, Adele Morales, with a penknife. Although
Morales decided against pressing charges and Mailer was
released after a brief evaluative stint in Bellevue Hospital’s
mental health ward, the altercation colored the public’s
impression of Mailer. The incident would be cited by numerous
feminists as evidence of the author’s misogyny, especially
following a debate with Germaine Greer in 1971, during which
he publicly opposed the use of birth control.
While embracing the restless spirit of the counter-cultural
sixties, Mailer contributed columns and essays to Esquire,
Commentary, Playboy, the New York Review of Books and Dissent,
building a body of work he would tap into to produce a series
of well-received collected volumes. In addition to 1968’s
Pulitzer Prize winning The Armies of the Night and Miami and
the Siege of Chicago, Mailer dabbled in film, starring in,
directing, and producing Wild 90 (1968), Beyond the Law
(1968), and Maidstone (1969). While many critics saw Mailer’s
social and cinematic self-promotion as evidence of a
disturbing brand of narcissism, Mailer playfully poked fun at
himself, penning a series of self-interviews for various
publications in which he simultaneously indulged in unabashed
self-aggrandizement while acknowledging the comedic aspect of
it.
Largely motivated by the economic strain of having to support
dependents from four marriages, Mailer published An American
Dream in 1965. In a scene eerily reminiscent of Mailer’s
stabbing of Morales, the novel’s war hero-turned congressman
protagonist, Stephen Rojack, drunkenly murders his wife. As a
result of Mailer’s handling of women in An American Dream,
Kate Millett scathingly critiques Mailer in Sexual Politics,
her seminal study of the treatment of women in literature. In
response, Mailer published The Prisoner of Sex (1971), in
which he frequently digresses into outright attacks on Millett,
Steinem, Greer, and Friedan. In a review of The Prisoner of
Sex for The New York Review of Books, Gore Vidal famously
grouped Mailer with Henry Miller and Charles Manson as part of
“a continuum in the brutal and violent treatment of women,”
sparking a highly public feud between the two writers that
would continue for the next fifteen years (qtd. in Cabot). In
spite of his harsh tone and bombastic statements, Mailer’s
jeremiad is less the ranting of a misogynist than the
impassioned—if misled—concern of the artist for the freedom of
expression. Ironically, Mailer’s status as a major American
writer helped to bring feminist discourse from the fringes of
a nation’s consciousness to the center of mainstream America.
Mailer wrote prolifically throughout the 1970s, publishing Of
a Fire on the Moon in (1970), which chronicled the Apollo moon
landing; St. George and the Godfather (1972), an account of
the year’s presidential campaign; Marilyn: A Biography (1973);
and The Fight (1975), which recounts the legendary boxing
match between George Forman and Muhammed Ali—a body of
nonfiction work in which narrative voice becomes a character
on par with the subjects it describes. Despite the centrality
of Mailer’s voice in his writing and his admitted sense of
self-importance, Mailer also revealed a profound
dissatisfaction with himself as he approached fifty. In 1972’s
Existential Errands, for instance, Mailer acknowledges his
fear of not producing the proverbial Great American Novel that
would legitimize his career and establish him as more than a
minor author who had published one major work of fiction.
Still, The Executioner’s Song (1979), his epic chronicle of
Gary Gilmore’s life and death, won the Pulitzer Prize for
fiction in 1980, and established Mailer as America’s foremost
nonfiction novelist. The process of writing the book, however,
also marked another instance of Mailer’s life and work
intersecting in the most unpleasant of ways. While researching
Gilmore’s time in prison, Mailer received a letter from Jack
Henry Abbott, an inmate who offered to provide the author with
insight into Gilmore’s life as a convict. Impressed by the
“the literary measure” of Abbott’s letters, Mailer believed
that the man could become “a new writer of the largest
stature” if given the freedom to write (Mailer xvi). Believing
that Abbot could “get noting more” from prison, Mailer
famously lobbied for his parole (Mailer xvi). Despite the
patronage of his famous friend, however, Abbott could not keep
himself out of trouble, murdering a waiter shortly after his
release. Though Mailer’s favorable assessment of Abbott’s
writing proved prophetic when In the Belly of the Beast, a
selection of the latter’s letters to Mailer, topped bestseller
lists, Mailer again found himself under fire for what some
perceived as his support of violence. Mailer’s concern for
Abbott, however, like his screed in response to the feminist
critique of his writing, was largely motivated by a concern
for unfettered literary expression in the face of attempts to
silence it. Mailer’s efforts to free (literally and
figuratively) Jack Abbott resulted in tragedy, but also
revealed an idealistic and humanitarian side to an author many
would not have suspected to be a romantic.
Ancient Evenings (1983) reestablished Mailer as a master
fiction writer. Mellowing in his later years, Mailer settled
into the role of literary patriarch, regularly attending black
tie benefits and serving as the president of the influential
PEN American Center. Mailer published Tough Guys Don’t Dance
(a film he also directed and for which he wrote the
screenplay) in 1984. By his seventieth birthday in 1993, he
had quit drinking and, despite increasingly frailty, Mailer
continued writing with vigor. 1991’s epic novel of the CIA,
Harlot’s Ghost, received a warm, if not wholly positive,
critical reception and marked Mailer’s return to political
fiction. Two biographies—1995’s critically-panned Portrait of
Picasso and 1996’s nonfiction companion to Harlot’s Ghost, an
exhaustive biography of Lee Harvey Oswald, Oswald’s Tale—and
1997’s The Gospel According to the Son, a novel about Jesus
Christ, occupied Mailer for the remainder of the decade. With
its focus on the human aspects of Christ’s life, The Gospel
According to the Son was met with some of the same resistance
as Nikos Kazantzakis’s The Last Temptation of Christ and
Mailer was criticized for bringing the veracity of Christian
scripture into question.
While Don DeLillo’s Underworld, Philip Roth’s American
Pastoral and I Married a Communist, and Joseph Heller’s
Closing Time will likely emerge as the great postwar epics
published by American writers in the 1990s, Harlot’s Ghost and
Oswald’s Tale offer as chilling an interpretation of Cold War
politics as any of Mailer’s contemporaries. With a Manichean
vision of humanity, Mailer locates the sources of conflict in
the individual or in the entertainment industry as often as he
identifies it in the clash between East and West. Though not
as popular as the novels published at the same time by DeLillo,
Heller, or Roth, Mailer’s writing during the 1990s must be
included in any retrospective of the decade’s emergent
post-Cold War fiction.
In 2007 Mailer published his final novel, The Castle in the
Forest. Returning to the Second World War for inspiration,
Mailer adopts the voice of a demon possessing the body of a
young man named Dieter to narrate the life of Adolph Hitler.
Critically hailed as one of Mailer’s finest efforts, Castle
examines the naked truths of human mortality the author
explored in his first novel through the mature lens of an
author approaching his own mortality in a way the younger
Mailer simply could not imagine in 1948. In November, while
working on a sequel to The Castle in the Forest, Mailer died
of acute renal failure.
Norman Mailer was many things during his life: a prodigy, an
Ivy Leaguer, a soldier, a husband, a novelist, a journalist,
an actor, a politician and, most importantly, a voice. From
Depression-era Long Branch to war-torn Manila, from Harvard
Yard to the Hollywood hills and back to Greenwich Village,
Mailer observed the best and worst of American society and
wrote about it. Though we may fault him for his egocentrism or
cultural dilettantism, we cannot ignore Mailer’s voice. In his
towering successes and colossal failures, we find ourselves,
naked but never dead. Cold War America lives in Mailer’s
words. The hopes, fears, concerns, and ambitions of a
generation fixated on celebrity, crime, heroism, and pleasure
found expression in his writing. Now that we have lost his
voice, it is time to attend to the words and reflect on
ourselves, on our vanity and audacity. After all, we no longer
have Mailer to criticize.
Works Cited
Bloom, Harold, ed. Norman Mailer. Philadelphia: Chelsea House,
2003.
Cabot, Dick. “In This Corner, Norman Mailer.” New York Times
Online. Nov. 14, 2007. Accessed 23 Dec. 2007 <http://cavett.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/11/14/in-this-corner-norman-mailer/>
“Last of the Leftists.” Time. May 28, 1951. Available online.
Accessed 22 Dec. 2007. <http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,890122-1,00.html>.
Mailer, Norman. “Introduction. In the Belly of the Beast. By
Jack Henry Abbott. New York: Vintage, 1981. ix-xvi.
Mills, Hilary. Mailer: A Biography. New York: Empire Books,
1982.
“Norman Mailer, Towering Writer with Matching Ego, Dies at
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Prigozy, Ruth. “The Liberal Novelist in the McCarthy Era.”
Twentieth Century Literature. 21.3 (1975): 253-264.
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