The thing that strikes me the most about Philip Roth’s “The Humbling” is how totally inappropriate the title is. Simon Axler, the lead character, isn’t humbled – he’s crushed. ‘Humbling’ suggests someone merely cut down to size, made to see the reality of their situation (but gently perhaps); it even hits at the possibility of redemption.
None of that fits Axler’s experience. Roth’s portrayal is incisive, perceptive, brutal and cruel; he gives us a man undone by himself, and then seduced by false hope.
There is, I suspect, something of the Everyman in Axler – in the sense that being of ‘a certain age’ makes ones vulnerable, aware of mortality. If Axler clutches at straws hoping for salvation, isn’t that an entirely human thing to do?