Go Set A Watchman is a mixed bag of nostalgia and end-of-childhood awfulness

Read by itself, Go Set A Watchman is a good, if somewhat conventional, book about a woman coming to terms with the illusions of her childhood. But read in the way I’m suggesting, as a sequel, this is a heartbreaking tale, much sadder than the author could have possibly intended. Lee no doubt wrote Go Set A Watchman meaning to disenchant the legend of a certain father’s goodness, the subject of the book’s first few chapters. What Lee actually achieves, by way of the dubious publication of this book, is almost to undermine goodness itself, or at least one of the all-time classic American moral archetypes.

The book involves Scout Finch, now grown and going by her given name, Jean Louise. She is a woman in her late 20s, who returns from New York to her family home in small-town Alabama to find that everything has changed. Her story is both uneventful and full of metaphor and meaning, in the way most visits home seem to be. She reconsiders the marriage proposals of her sometime sweetheart, Henry Clinton; she fights with her snobbish Aunt Alexandra, who is given a much more central role in Watchman than she had in Mockingbird; she looks in on her old caretaker, Calpurnia; and she remembers her childhood friend, Dill, and her brother, Jem, now dead from a sudden heart attack, in flashback scenes.

The real reason for Jean Louise’s visit is to check in on her aging father, Atticus, a locally famous lawyer and former civil servant. His arthritis has slowed him down somewhat and made him more fragile, but he’s the same old Atticus, ever gracious and brimming over with homespun charm. That is, until a painful revelation.

Atticus figures in Jean Louise’s life in much the same way he has for generations of readers of To Kill A Mockingbird, as a paradigm of morality. “Integrity, humor, and patience were the three words for Atticus Finch,” she says during one of the novel’s many flashbacks to her childhood days. But the unshakability of his character, and thus her own sense of right and wrong, is cast into serious doubt when Jean Louise follows Henry and Atticus to listen in on a Citizen’s Council meeting. From the same courthouse balcony where young Scout had watched her father defend a wrongly accused black man, Jean Louise now watches both Atticus and Henry sit beside a guest speaker who spews horrible, racist rhetoric. Both Henry and Atticus seemingly sit in tacit assent.

Jean Louise is devastated. For the rest of the novel, she views her beloved Maycomb County through a grotesque funhouse mirror. In a most heart-breaking passage after Atticus calls her by her childhood name, she thinks to herself, “Don’t you ever call me that again. You who called me Scout are dead and in your grave.”

Her anger soon turns to self-reflection. A good portion of the novel deals with a sort of inward emotional inventory. Did she repress a racism that had always been there, or did her family change over the years? At one point in this rumination, she decides she must be to blame. “My aunt is a hostile stranger… Hank is insane, and Atticus—something’s wrong with me, it’s something about me.”

Finishing Go Set A Watchman, I was left questioning how to think about the novel. Its power is undeniable, but that power also seems like the product of an unnatural experiment. Lee’s writing is in fairly good form, that is, apart from some dialogue that runs on too long and some awkward phrasings that no doubt would have been cleaned up, had the manuscript been allowed the normal editing process. (Lee’s literary executor has said in an interview that the novel required only light copy editing, which now seems another piece of evidence that the publication of the novel was a rush job predicated on a pay out.) Then again, any consideration of the novel’s quality seems insignificant in light of what the fact of it means—the death by inches of a great character, because someone decided to play fast and loose with an artist’s best intentions.