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Hamartia in Death of A Salesman
Hamartia in Death of A Salesman
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Twentieth Century Literature
Death of a Salesman
One of the things one looks for in any play, be it comedy, tragedy, or garrago,
is the propriety of the catastrophe. How does the final disaster, the embarrass-
ment or the agony of the protagonist, which it is the play's business to recount,
stand as an appropriate consequence to the protagonist's sin, his fault, his
hamartia? A critic's struggle to "explain" a play is often in large measure simply
the attempt to verbalize that relationship, to describe the poetic justice of the
play, the propriety of matching that hamartia with those consequences.
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The criticism of Death of a Salesman falls into two schools, that which feels
it necessary to explain why the play fails, and that which feels it necessary to
explain why the play succeeds. Since it seems to me that the play succeeds,
and since it seems fruitless to attempt to argue people into liking something that
they do not like, let what follows be addressed exclusively to those who agree
that the play succeeds.
For it does succeed. In the court that has final provenance in such a case,
the stage, the verdict is that Death of a Salesman is a success. Most of the
adverse criticism of this play, and there is a lot of it, tries to argue that because
the play is not unified and coherent in the way a classical tragedy is coherent,
it is a failure, not only as a tragedy, but as a work of art of any kind.' Alfred
Schwarz has pointed out while reviewing the discussions of this issue by Hebbel,
Biichner, Luckaics, and by Miller himself, that there is not even a theoretical
necessity for a modern tragedy to be unified and coherent in the same ways we
have learned to expect in a classic tragedy.2 A modern realistic tragedy, even
in theory, is a multiple device. Such tragedy is anchored not in eternal condi-
tions, as man's relation to fate, but in the immediate and ever shifting conditions
of men's relations with each other and with their institutions. Thus a modern
It is clear enough from all the criticism that Death of a Salesman has a
theme that is open to various interpretations. One large group insists that it
is, or ought to be, about Willy's isolation from nature. Others point out that
Willy suffers from a lack of love, a loss of identity, a worship of the False God
of Personality.' The causes of Willy's disaster are presented with equal variety:
he is defeated by society; he is too weak and immoral for any social conditions;
he once made a wrong choice of careers; he married a woman who tried to
stifle his sense of adventure; or simply that he got too old. And the condition
that constitutes Willy's catastrophe is also variously described: he suffered a
miserable and pointless death; he suffered the agony of seeing that he had
worthless sons; he suffered the agony of the whole twenty-four hours of insane
self-torture which takes up the supposed "real" time of the play's performance;
or simply that he had a miserable funeral.
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Elements of the play that have not received the attention from critics that
they deserve are those scenes which display Willy training his sons. Bates sug-
gests that one of the roles in which Willy tries to function is that of the "dutiful
patriarchal male intent upon transmitting complex legacies from his forebears
to his progeny."'" The episodes which support that generalization, however, do
not indicate that Willy has any clear ideas what legacy he has received from
his forebears. He speaks vaguely of his father who was "better than a car-
penter," who made flutes, and in the scenes with Ben he pleads with his brother
to tell him something that he can transmit.
Later he complains to Ben of his fears, that "sometimes I'm afraid that I'
not teaching them the right kind of - Ben, what should I teach them?"
Part of this tragedy is that what he has taught them does not look to him
like what he wanted them to have learned. Miller drops suggestions into the
first part of the play that while Biff is a charismatic young man, he has also
the makings of an amoral punk. In the bedroom with Happy near the begin-
ning of the play, Biff speaks of going to see Bill Oliver.
basketballs.
HAPPY: Oh, he probably forgot about that long ago. It's almost
ten years. You're too sensitive. Anyway, he didn't
really fire you.
BIFF: Well, he was going to. I think that's why I quit. I was
never sure whether he knew or not.(26)
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Biff's first speech suggests that he feels aggrieved at being suspected; his second
speech suggests that Oliver was right to suspect him. Moments later in the
script Willy brings home a new punching bag. Then Biff shows off the new
football that he has "borrowed" from the locker room. Willy, laughing, tells
him that he has to return it.
The boys are not mean boys. Indeed, they are cheerful and eager. They carry
Willy's bags in from the car. They help Linda carry up the wash. But they
steal things, they cheat. Bernard complains that Biff doesn't study.
Miller underscores these same issues again later on in the same act when
Charley suggests that it is a poor idea to steal building materials, and, of course,
again in the second half of the play when Biff walks out of Bill Oliver's office
with Oliver's pen and then cannot go back and face the man.
BILL: I took those balls years ago, now I walk in with his
fountain pen? That clinches it, don't you see? I can't
face him like that!
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speaks of the meeting of the father and his sons in the bar as a "totem feast,
the whole play as "an irrational Oedipal bloodbath," of Willy's sudden need
to go to the bathroom in that barroom sequence as "castration panic," and
points out the possible sexual significance of that stolen pen, those stolen
basketballs and footballs.' Most commentators on Death of a Salesman seem
to have found Schneider's analysis of the play of little use. At any rate, few
of them mentioned him. And indeed Schneider's attempt to point out a pattern
seems perhaps a bit forced, that is, a bit psycho-analytic. But he makes some
telling points.
There is a pattern, one I think, that has not been pointed out before. It is
worth remembering how often, in scenes involving Willy's training of his sons,
that balls, footballs, basketballs, punching bags, appear. If Schneider's sug-
gestion is valid that these balls are images of a concern with castration, the
implication follows that Willy is guilty of a crime that can serve as the hamartia
for which his catastrophe is poetically just.
Willy's crime is that he has tried to mould his sons in his own image, that he
has turned them into wind-bags and cry-babies. They are not sexually impotent,
no more than Willy is, but they are impotent in a larger sense. Happy complains
of the meaninglessness of his life.
The boys are not impotent sexually, but morally and socially. Willy himself has
no basis for making moral choices. It is not so much that he chooses or has
chosen evil, but that he has no idea how to choose at all. Everyone, himself
included, is constantly contradicting him. He lives in a morally incoherent
universe, an incoherence that is the most striking element of the play which
describes his torments. And because he is morally incapacitated, he is socially
incapacitated. Everything is against him. The city is killing him. The competi-
tion is killing him. He cannot get along with the son he loves most. The very
seeds he plants no longer grow. Nothing he does has any consequences. He
simply cannot make anything happen.
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One may, in describing a person like Willy who has no "character," in the
vulgate employed in Miller's dialogue, say of Willy that "he's got no balls."
And neither have his sons. Willy's efforts to mould these boys in his own image
have not been a failure but a success. They are just like him. They offer two
aspects of the same personality, Happy taking more after his mother, perhaps,
but both sharing the same defect with their father. They cannot make anything
happen. They are morally and socially castrated.
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