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The Best Holocaust Novel Ever

Franz Werfel’s classic The Forty Days of Musa Dagh, about the Armenian Genocide, gets a new translation

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Author Franz Werfel, 1920. (Imagno/Getty Images)

Werfel’s narration is weighted down by his predilection for bombastic turns of phrase, but he impressively soars and dips in and out of numerous characters’ consciousness, narrating the unfolding events from various points of view. And just as some bit of symbolism begins to feel too cumbersome, he delivers stunning passages about cruelty, compassion, and the strange logic of extermination attempted on a very large scale. Close your eyes for a moment after you read Lepsius’ account of the concentration camps built to contain the Armenians fleeing the massacre, and it’s impossible not to imagine Dachau, which at the time of the novel’s writing was nothing more than a ghoulish future prospect. To ensure that the reader doesn’t walk away with a burning hatred of Turks, however, Werfel took pains to present many Turkish characters who found their government’s actions revolting and who ached to help the slaughtered Armenians. Whether these portraits owe more to the novelist’s artistic judgment or to the Jew’s crippling fear of seeing German friends and neighbors swept up by Nazism is for the reader to decide.

As Werfel was preparing the novel for print, reality pierced his historical cocoon. His friend Heinrich Mann, the president of the Prussian Academy of Literature, had signed a manifesto calling on socialists, communists, and other left-wing parties to unite and stop Hitler’s rise. Sensing the changing political tides, a number of his fellow academy members forced Mann to resign. After Hitler became chancellor, the academy’s new governing board required its members to sign an oath of loyalty to the new regime, promising to serve its ideology. Thomas Mann, Alfred Döblin, and several of the academy’s other members, most of them Jews, refused to sign. Werfel signed. The most likely reason, as his biographer Jungk suggests, was his reluctance to jeopardize the future sales of Musa Dagh. Whatever the reasoning, it proved misguided: Within days of signing the oath, Werfel’s books, too, were burning in Berlin’s squares. He was dismissed from the academy soon thereafter.

With the new laws forbidding any publicity for the work of a “burned author,” copies of Musa Dagh nonetheless sold at a brisk pace when it was finally released, in November of 1933. Critics outside of Germany raved about Werfel’s accomplishment, with some comparing the work to Tolstoy’s War and Peace. But its author was still jittery. Joseph Goebbels, the minister of propaganda, had formed an association of German writers, calling those writers “of German blood” to register with his office and show their fealty. Incredibly, Werfel tried to do just that, sending a letter and declaring, falsely, that “I have always kept my distance from any political organization or activity.” To support his cause, he enlisted the help of a few friends who had risen in the ranks of Goebbels’ bureaucracy to vouch for his merit as an upstanding citizen of the new Reich.

Goebbels’ response came early in 1934, in the form of a decree banning Musa Dagh from being sold anywhere in Germany. “I have been deleted from the book, and the books, of the living,” Werfel wrote his mother-in-law, “and since I am, after all, a German author, I am now suspended in empty space.” His sole comfort was a check for $20,000 from MGM, for the movie rights to Musa Dagh. Immediately after these were acquired, Mehmed Ertegun, Turkey’s ambassador to the United States, mounted a campaign to stop the movie from being made. “It rekindles the Armenian question,” he told an MGM executive. “The Armenian question is settled.” The Turkish press joined in on the cause; identifying Werfel as a Jewish author and MGM as a Jewish-run studio, some threatened that unless the production was halted, Turkish Jews would suffer in retaliation. The project was scrapped.

From this point on, Franz Werfel’s life became little more than a literary footnote. He and Alma Mahler fled to France and then, with the help of Varian Fry, to Hollywood, where his most notable achievement was the Danny Kaye vehicle Me and the Colonel. On Aug. 26, 1945, as he was sitting at his desk, working, his heart stopped. His funeral was a gathering of all of Germany’s artists-in-exile. Bruno Walther played Bach and Schubert. Father Georg Moenius, a friend of Werfel and Mahler’s, delivered a strange eulogy about baptism, which led to the insistent rumor that Alma Mahler had her dead husband posthumously baptized so that he could be buried as a Christian. “Nothing,” her daughter Anna told Werfel’s biographer Jungk, “was more important to her than to see that her Franzl didn’t go to meet God as a Jew.”

Werfel died as he had lived, on the cusp between cultures, religions, and ideologies, a human seismograph registering the turbulence that devastated his continent and his people. We should remember him for exploring, in his life as well as in his art, the full register of human emotions, from the merciless to the sublime. Most of all, we should remember him for Musa Dagh, his sadly forgotten work of genius. And we should see book and author alike as an omen, warning us that as history’s travesties are being written as novels, they are frequently also reborn as news.

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Patrick Mehr says:

The biography of Franz Werfel by Peter Stephan Jungk is now available as
an eBook from Plunkett Lake Press: http://www.plunkettlakepress.com/fw.html

Jacob Arnon says:

“As Werfel was preparing the novel for print, reality pierced his historical cocoon. His friend Heinrich Mann, the president of the Prussian Academy of Literature, had signed a manifesto calling on socialists, communists, and other left-wing parties to unite and stop Hitler’s rise. Sensing the changing political tides, a number of his fellow academy members forced Mann to resign. After Hitler became chancellor, the academy’s new governing board required its members to sign an oath of loyalty to the new regime, promising to serve its ideology. Thomas Mann, Alfred Döblin, and several of the academy’s other members, most of them Jews, refused to sign. Werfel signed. The most likely reason, as his biographer Jungk suggests, was his reluctance to jeopardize the future sales of Musa Dagh. Whatever the reasoning, it proved misguided: Within days of signing the oath, Werfel’s books, too, were burning in Berlin’s squares. He was dismissed from the academy soon thereafter.”

The author makes too many excuses for a confused timid man who renounced his Judaism in order to satisfy a narcissistic trollop.

His signing a loyalty oath to the Nazi regime parallels his signing over his life to Alma.

Thomas Mann was a thousand time saner than Werfel much heroic in his conduct. 

Finally, I am not sure that Werfel intended his novel as an allegory of the forthcoming Holocaust. Where did he say that this was his aim?

davidallyn says:

How about FRANZ Werfel?

gwhepner says:

The Jewish youth read Werfel’s “Forty Days of Musa Dagh” religiously for inspiration while they formed their resistance in the Vilna
ghetto.

ARMENIAN MASSACRE IN MUSA DAGH AND THE VILNA GHETTO

 

 

The story of Armenians’ resistance

to Turks in Musa Dagh for forty
days

narrowed between them and Jews the
distance,

for Jews in Vilna’s ghetto learned
the way

that the Armenians fought, so well
recorded

by Franz Werfel, 1933.

The horrors that he vividly
reported

provided Vilna Jews a way to see

the awful lessons history teaches
when

the Nazis treated them just as the
Turks

had treated the Armenians.
Werfel’s pen

described how genocide most surely
works

despite all brave resistance,
paradigm

for ethnic cleansing loudly then
deplored

by Turkey’s foes, regarded as a crime

against humanity—-and then
ignored.

Franz Werfel made it possible for
Lith-

uanian Jews who his books pages
turned

to understand that evil was no
myth,

but history from which Adolf
Hitler learned.

It was no myth, and sadly still is
none.

Belief there ever will be a messiah

who’ll see to it that evil is
undone

is belief in someone who’s a fool
or liar.

 gwhepner@yahoo.com

Hershl says:

Franz Werfel will go down in history as a traitor to his people and humanity.

He would have sold his soul to the devil if he had one to sell.

Scum by any name remains scum.

Nataniel12 says:

My Father, who was a survivor from the Armenian Genocide, lived in Haifa during the Israeli war of independence. He told us that in the early 40′s Werfel’s book, “forty Days” was a very popular book among the Jewish population in British Palestine. Many Jewish coworkers would tell my father of the inspiration they took from this novel. 

gwhepner says:

That is really fascinating. This corroborates the information I provided. Do you know why your father moved to Haifa, and were there other Armenians in Haifa at the time. I am aware only of the Armenians in the Armenian quarter of Jerusalem.

gwhepner@yahoo.com

Nataniel12 says:

My father had escaped Vichy-held  lebanon, through Syria into Baghdad, and eventually ended up in Palestine.  The reason was the panic amongst the Armenians in Lebanon, they  felt threatened with the new German alliance of the French. Panic crescendoed when Turkish military officers were seen “visiting” Beirut. Apparently they were quite visible for all to see. He had told us that there were rumours (true or perceived) circulating that the Turks wanted the Armenians of Lebanon to be deported to German-held Africa for Turkish help in the Middle East.

A lot of Armenians escaped and came to Palestine, mostly in Haifa and Jafa. The Jerusalem Armenian communities were older and established already. My father found work in the British army as a mechanic, repairing the battered engines of military motorbikes. My mother was also working in a military tank repair units (without the proper residence papers). They had met in Haifa and got married. After WWii she continued working in a Haifa hospital run by the British. My father pursued other interests.

In 1948, living in the Arabic quarters of Haifa, they had just a few hours’ warning to escape. They were told when the Jewish units come into the quarters they were not going to distinguish between the Arabs and the Armenians and that they were going to be attacked indiscriminately. Panicked, they ran towards the sea, mom couldn’t swim, she jumped on my father’s back and slowly they managed to get into a small boat, it took them to a larger ship off the coast and made it to Beirut. There’s where I was born.

They left everything behind.

gwhepner says:

This is absolutely fascinating. I wonder whether you could tell me your name and that of your father so that I might forward the fascinating and important story which you tell to people who are interested in the Armenian-Jewish connection. You may, if you feel inclined, tell me vis my email.

gwhepner@yahoo.com

gwhepner says:

Your critique is justified, perhaps, but isn’t it fantastic that from such a klipah came sparks that illuminated the lives of Jews facing certain death during the war?

gwhepner@yahoo.com

gwhepner says:

Another point I would like to make.  You write:
They were told when the Jewish units come into the quarters they were not going to distinguish between the Arabs and the Armenians and that they were going to be attacked indiscriminately.  

By whom were they told? Presumably by Arabs, who were fighting the Jews, planning to drive them into the sea. Your father was presumably a victim of the Arab propaganda which is largely baseless, since the Jews only very rarely massacred Arabs, and every one of these rare massacres has been well recorded. They certainly never massacred any Armenians. It served the purposes of the Arabs to spread such lies against the Jews, and the lying anti-Jewish propaganda backfired, leading to the evacuation of territories like Haifa that would never have been occupied by Jews if the Arabs had not lied about the Jews’ intentions.

I wonder whether your father is aware of this fact, or whether he has been forced to suck-up to the Arabs and support their claims about the alleged evil intentions of the Jews.

gwhepner@yahoo.com

Nataniel12 says:

I also think “they” were the Arabs who warned them to get out as soon as possible, and everybody fled in panic. But I don’t agree with you that their fears were baseless. There were atrocities committed on both sides. My mother working in the hospital saw many truck-loads of dead Arab bodies being dumped in the hospital back courtyard for the hospital workers to move them into the morgue. The scenes were so difficult to watch that the hospital administration had ordered the windows to be painted dark colours so that the majority of the workers (such as my mother, who was a seamstress, sewing hospital gowns) facing the backyard would not be able to see. She told us that she had scratched the window corner to peek.

To be fair, I don’t know what “truck-load of bodies” meant, are they 5-10 bodies, 10-20 bodies. I don’t know, both my parents have passed away, we cannot verify specifics. 

On the other hand, again being in the hospital my mother also witnessed horrific scenes of bodies of Jews being brought into the morgue. One dreadful day apparently Arabs attacked a refinery (I would guess it was in Haifa) blocked the exits and simply massacred all the Jewish workers in it. My Mother told us of horrific killings of dozen or more Jews where Arabs dumbed them in refinery’s oil containers. She said she could see some bodies who were not totally covered in oil had blond hair.  

It is possible that Arabs exaggerated the killing of Arabs by the Jews, whether it’s Deir Yassin or elsewhere, to stir or invite foreign indignation. But if anything such propaganda seems to have backfired into triggering panic among the Arab masses and flee in terror. I guess the Jews were more than happy to see Arabs run. 

Jews, on the other hand knew well, that the only way to succeed is to create a terror atmosphere, to do that they had to resort to committing atrocities, and from what we know it is quite possible that it was a military strategy, at least a strategy for some, such as the Irgun.

Nataniel12 says:

One more thing, in all the conversations we had with my parents, never once they said Jews were against the Armenians. I think their escape was a simple case of getting caught in the middle and escape a very possible harm, even if unintended. It was, from their description a very real war and a violent one at that.

gwhepner says:

A very measured and balanced response, if I may say so. The history of collateral victims and near-victims is always fascinating, and it would be interesting to hear more from Armenians, whose testimony is lesss likely to be tainted by bias that that of direct victims. Thank you so much.

gwhepner@yahoo.com

gwhepner says:

You say: One
more thing, in all the conversations we had with my parents, never once they
said Jews against the Armenians.
I think there is something missing in this sentence. Could you please clarify.

gwhepner@yahoo.com 

Nataniel12 says:

Never once they (my parents) said Jews were against the Armenians, or had any  negative feelings towards us. In fact, my aunt (mom’s sister) and her family who lived in a Jewish neighbourhood stayed in Israel until they emigrated to Canada in 1964.

Nataniel12 says:

You are welcome! thank you for being interested in my story, which I suppose is our story.

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