Oef... Ik begon in Berlijn aan dit boek, dan kon ik me fijn inleven, dat doe ik graag.Dat ik daar een maand later nog in zou zitten had ik niet verwacht. Wat een beklemmend, je leeg slurpend, bijzonder boek.Beide kanten laat Fallada zien, maar wil ik dat wel?En waarom lees ik het? Terwijl ik weet...
This was a good read. It was an interesting insight into life under Nazi rule from a very personal place. The characters are well developed and interesting. I think other commentators have states much about the plot and characters. For a book that came out just after the war, I think it provides...
This is a thought-provoking, beautifully written book concerning the history of two very ordinary people living in Nazi Germany during the war years. At the death of their only son during the invasion of France, Otto and his wife Anna, who have previously supported Hitler, decide that it's time ...
The book is written in Germany of 1932. One year before Hitler came to power.I first read this in Swedish a few years ago. The Swedish title, What'll Become Of The Pinnebergs? is a bit cheesy; it sounds a bit like a 30s comedy, which of course it is in a way, but it doesn't seem to have the weigh...
This astonishing, autobiographical tour de force was written by Hans Fallada in an encrypted notebook while he was incarcerated in a Nazi insane asylum. Discovered after his death, it tells the tale—often fierce, often poignant, often extremely funny—of a small businessman losing control as he fi...
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I love every one of Hans Fallada's novels and this was a joy to read, but I hesitate to write a review, because it is so hard to convey the magical way in which he takes such ordinary and difficult lives, in such a dark and perilous period of German history, and somehow makes them sparkle. This n...
Der Stoff dieses Romans ist authentisch. Fallada erfuhr 1945 aus einer Gestapo-Akte vom Schicksal eines Berliner Ehepaars, das mit Botschaften auf Karten und Kanzleibögen einen einsamen, aussichtlichslosen Widerstand wagte und 1943 hingerichtet wurde. Den Roman, seinen letzten, schrieb Fallada ei...
Wolf Among Wolves is is a sprawling saga of the collapse of a culture--its economy and government--and the common man's struggle to survive it all. Set in Weimar Germany soon after Germany's catastrophic loss of World War I, the story follows a young gambler who loses all in Berlin, then flees th...
Mit epischer Wucht erzählt Fallada in diesem zeitgeschichtlichen Roman, der ihn berühmt machte, vom Kampf des Landvolkes gegen die verhasste Bürokratie in einer norddeutschen Kleinstadt, der sich zum Kampf aller gegen alle ausweitet. Intrige, Geldgier, Ehrgeiz und politische Ränke beherrschen das...
Our lady wives4 and a few bottles of good Franconian wine kept us company. We were, as it says in the Scriptures, filled with good wine, and on this occasion it had had a good effect on us too. In my case you couldn’t always be sure of that. The effect wine had on me was entirely unpredictable; g...
said Frau von Prackwitz gently.“I won’t have it!” cried the Rittmeister still more violently.“It was just a precaution,” said Frau von Prackwitz soothingly.“Where’s the letter? I want to have my letter! It’s my letter!” he roared.“The matter has surely been dealt with long ago,” conjectured Frau ...
She shuddered, then snuggled down closer into her bed. But immediately she started up again and struck a light. Had she not been awakened by a cry from Gustäving? Jumping out into the icy cold, she went across to him. He was sleeping quietly, lying on his side, one bony shoulder – blue with the c...
He had hardly cut the first slice of bread before there was a gentle tapping on the door, and when he said, ‘Come in’, Mrs. Schulz’s mop of curls appeared round the door. ‘Oh, Dr. Doll, would it be all right if I fetched my things now — if I’m not disturbing you?’ ‘Take them, take them!’ replied ...