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- BOOKS, Page 84In Peace
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- BY PAUL GRAY
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- RABBIT AT REST
- by John Updike
- Knopf; 512 pages; $21.95
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- "You might say it's a depressed book about a depressed man,
- written by a depressed man." That is how John Updike described
- his forthcoming novel, Rabbit at Rest, to a convention of
- booksellers in June. Some of his market-minded listeners may
- have wondered if they could find some way that the book could
- be pitched as anything but . . . depressing. There was no need
- to worry. This fourth, and presumably final, installment of the
- life and times of Harold C. Angstrom -- Rabbit Run (1960),
- Rabbit Redux (1971), Rabbit Is Rich (1981) -- is far more upbeat
- than its subject matter would seem to warrant. And in the
- bargain it manages to be both poignant and excruciatingly
- funny.
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- Not that Rabbit is doing much of the laughing. During the
- time covered in the novel -- from the 1988 Christmas season to
- September 1989 -- he turns 56 and feels even older. His former
- job of running his wife Janice's inherited Toyota dealership
- has been given, by Janice, to their son Nelson, whom Rabbit
- still does not much like. The elder Angstroms winter in a
- Florida condo and spend the summers back home in southeastern
- Pennsylvania. Rabbit is restless, watching too much TV and
- packing in junk food; he now carries well over 230 lbs. on his
- 6-ft. 3-in. frame. During a rare period of exertion in Florida,
- he suffers a warning heart attack. In Pennsylvania he
- discovers that Nelson has skimmed more than $200,000 from the
- family business to pay for a cocaine habit.
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- These shocks generate most of the novel's plot. But what
- happens to Rabbit pales before what his jumpy, unpredictable
- consciousness makes of the experiences. His mind understandably
- roams as he tours a Florida theme park with his wife and two
- grandchildren: "Rabbit wonders how the Dalai Lama is doing,
- after all that exile. Do you still believe in God, if people
- keep telling you you are God?" The Dalai Lama has been in the
- news, and Rabbit, force-feeding himself at the tube, has become
- through sheer couch-potatodom a current-events buff. But the
- Tibetan religious leader continues to interest Rabbit, who
- later, in the hospital after an angioplasty on his clogged
- arteries, tries to imagine life after his death and fails. He
- cannot shake the impression that his hometown "and all the
- world beyond are just frills on himself, like the lace around
- a plump satin valentine, himself the heart of the universe,
- like the Dalai Lama."
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- Updike unobtrusively inserts hundreds of such interlinked
- references into the record of Rabbit's thoughts. The cumulative
- result is not only a character more interesting than any of his
- family or friends can imagine but also an interior life richer
- than even its owner recognizes. Rabbit's undiscriminating
- curiosity takes in everything, from old songs on the car radio
- to the crammed titles on a cineplex marquee: HONEY I SHRUNK
- BATMAN GHOSTBUST II KARATE KID III DEAD POETS GREAT BALLS.
- These are the fragments he innocently shores against his ruin,
- the kind of details that historians millenniums hence will
- cherish. Even his loopiest private opinions carry the whiff of
- theological profundity. Months into the Bush Administration,
- Rabbit misses Reagan: "The powerful thing about him as
- President was that you never knew how much he knew, nothing or
- everything, he was like God that way, you had to do a lot of
- it yourself."
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- Updike has certainly never lacked praise or recognition, but
- his productive career has also prompted a steady drone of
- cavils: too precious, too self-indulgent, too Waspish, too
- preoccupied with sex, religion and guilt. If any contradictory
- argument were needed, Rabbit at Rest provides it. Capping the
- Rabbit Quartet, this novel completes the most authoritative and
- most magical portrait yet written of the past four decades of
- American life.
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