The Brothers Askenazi is like Roots for Afro-American, a wide-ranging story, wisely told, by an author familiar with the landscape. Taking us about 40 years through a life, we see pre-war Poland, Russian, and vividly get a sense of those times.
Unlike some other Jewish novels, Jews are not always the heros and their character defects are disclosed. How a pogram occurs is vividly explained. Polish peasants worked long hours for precious little money, 70 hours a week slaving over machines, barely able to provide food for their family.
Nonetheless a group of factory owners, Jews included, decided to reduce their wages by 10%. Wives and husbands lamented their fate. The workers gathered to strike and protest, including Jews who worked in the clothing factories. Down with the owners, down with management, give us a living wage, they screamed. Their protests and attempt to interfere with the factory were suppressed. Gradually, down with management, down with the company, turned into Down with the Jews, and while the companies were protected by the police, the Jewish areas were not, as the peasants reeked havor, stealing goods from Jewish homes, burning some, and wreacking vengeance.
His in depth and incisive portrayal of 19th and early 20th century Poland and Russia makes this a classic of Jewish literature.