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L’Assommoir by Émile Zola


L’Assommoir is a stark, emotional story of one woman’s struggle to find happiness in working-class Paris. The seventh title in Émile Zola’s 20-novel cycle about the Rougon-Macquart families, it ultimately cemented Zola’s position as a leading European author although at the time of its publication in 1877 it was hugely controversial.

French conservatives, sensitive to the political implications of the novel, accused Zola of grossly exaggerating the fetid, crowded, unsanitary conditions inhabited by his characters.  Zola insisted that his depiction was authentic. It was, he said ‘the first novel about the common people that does not lie’, because it was based not only on his own detailed observations of the lives of the working class but on extensive research of medical texts on the effects of alcoholism.

Zola said his purpose in writing the novel was to show how the fate of the individual is governed by hereditary and environmental forces outside his control. No matter how hard they try, they cannot escape the moral flaws passed down through the generations and the dehumanising effects of the slum conditions that were the product of rapid industrialisation.

His main focus in L’Assommoir is Gervaise Macquart, a laundry worker treated brutally by her lover Lantier and then deserted by him, leaving her and her two children destitute. Eventually she finds a new life with the roofer Coupeau, gives birth to a daughter Nana and begins to dream of owning her own laundry. A loan from a neighbour who is secretly in love with her enables to achieve her ambition. Through determination and hard graft, she makes it a success.  Fate of course has something other than happiness in store for her. Copeau lets his attention slip one day and falls from the roof. Though he survives, he is disabled.  No longer able to resume physical work he spends his days drinking rot gut at L’Assommoir bar. Gervaise’s desire for the good things in life lead her to overspend and from there into a cycle of debt, squalor and despair from which there seems no way out.

The power of this novel comes from the way Zola commands our sympathy for this woman, showing the gulf between her modest dreams and the reality of her life.  Towards the end of the book she reflects what had been her ideal:

To be able to get on with her work, always have something to eat and a half-decent place to sleep, bring up her children properly, not be beaten, and die in her own bed.

Instead she ends up sleeping in filth in a courtyard that feels like a cemetery,  starving battered by her husband and alone, her daughter having become a prostitute.

Although we as readers keep hoping against hope that she will gain happiness, there is a sense of inevitability that this will never be the case given Zola’s view of the world.  His main characters have, like the great tragic heroes, a fatal flaw. A tainted inheritance is repeatedly invoked as a factor that loads the dice against he characters  efforts to avoid a  virtually preordained degeneration. Copeau becomes an alcoholic just as his father did, and also like him, suffers a similar accident. Gervaise, abused by her partners just as her mother was, has a physical defect also in the form of a limp.  Weakened by their inherited flaws, these figures are powerless against the forces of the poisonous atmosphere of their slum neighbourhood.

The world of open sewers and overflowing drains, of the stench of unwashed bodies and discharges from slaughterhouses, that is their mileu are guaranteed to crush the human spirit in Zola’s view. In the preface to the novel he declared:

Intoxication and idleness lead to a weakening of family ties, to the filth of promiscuity, toe the progressive neglect of decent feelings and ultimately to degradation and death.

My characters are not bad, they are only ignorant and ruined by the conditions of sweated toil and poverty in which they live.

Pessimistic yes. Grim, assuredly. But it’s in Zola’s ability to force us to confront the reality of life at a particular moment in time as seen through one woman’s experience, that the enduring power of this novel lies.

Crossposted in September 2017 at Reading Zola 


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    • She is definitely a fighter and when she becomes the owner of the laundry you can see what a hard worker she is. But the novel does have this awful air of inevitability… I shall have to go hunting for that film

  • I read parts of this novel my first year here in France and found it fascinating but extremely sad. I will have to pick it up one day and read it from cover to cover. Nineteenth century literature has always been one of my favorite genres, especially during college. And Zola was a master of description. Have you read Nana yet?

    • I haven’t got to Nana yet Didi. I have it in the stack though

      • My daughter really liked it. She’s in her last year of lycée and is struggling through a second reading of Madame Bovary. She hates it! Lol!

        • Oh dear, I loved that book. Has she tried Therese Racquin?

        • No but I’m sure she’d like it better. I liked Madame Bovary too but to a 17 year old girl Emma Bovary comes of as a bit of a spoiled brat who doesn’t know what she wants. That’s all they can see at her age, if you get what I mean.

  • This sounds so amazing. I have yet to read his novels, but I am going to see if my library has them!

  • I had a Zola phase as a young man and read a lot of his books – I found L’Assommoir one of those which really made a lasting impression on me. Reading your review reminds me what a powerful book this is – you’ve inspired me to dig out my battered old copy for a re-read.

    • Exactly so Col – they are books that once you’ve read them you can’t get them out of your head.

  • One of the most disturbing books I’ve ever read. As you say we hope against reason that Gervaise doesn’t overspend or repeat the same mistakes again. Though I love Zola, but after L’Assomoir I decided to take a break from reading him. A diluted version of L’Assomour would be Germinie Lacerteux, by the Goncourt Brothers, if you’re interested

    • I don’t think you could read all of them without a break – far too bleak for one thing but also I have a feeling the effect would be diluted.

  • When you get to Nana, there’s a description of the bed she has especially made for herself.

  • of the lot–all 20, I think I’ll land on The Earth as my favourite. It’s a tough call though as I have a favourite cluster but The Earth really is phenomenal

    • I don’t have that one – I can see I’m just going to have to buy them all..

  • I loved this novel and thought it one of the best in the Rougon-Macquart cycle. You might try The Kill (Zola) is you ever have time. Are you going to read Nana?

    • I just bought The Kill and will certainly plan to read Nana now I’ve been introduced to her via Gervaise. I enjoyed La Bete Humaine but my favourite is by far Germinal.


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