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Sebald's own longing is for communion. En route to Ithaca (the real upstate New York location but also the symbolic one), he comes to feel "like a travelling companion of my neighbor in the next lane." After the car speeds away--"the children pulling clownish faces out of the rear window--I felt deserted and desolate for a time." Sebald's narrative is purposely moth-holed (butterfly-ridden, actually--there's a recurring Nabokov-with-a-net type), an escape from the prison-house of realism. According to the author, his Uncle Ambros's increasingly improbable tales were the result of "an illness which causes lost memories to be replaced by fantastic inventions." Luckily for us, Sebald seems to have inherited the same syndrome. --Kerry Fried
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5.0 out of 5 stars
`Memory, he added in a postscript, often strikes me as a kind of dumbness.',
By J. Cameron-Smith "Expect the Unexpected" (ACT, Australia) - See all my reviews (TOP 50 REVIEWER) (REAL NAME)
This review is from: The Emigrants (Paperback)
There are five main emigrants in this book: Henry Selwyn (a doctor); Paul Bereyter (the narrator's teacher); Ambros Adelwarth (the narrator's great uncle, a butler); Max Ferber (a painter) and the narrator himself. The narrator's story is not told directly, but indirectly through its intersections with the other four. What do they have in common, these five European men who have survived World War II? Two of them are Jewish; one has a father who we are told is part Jewish, the other two are German. Each of the five of them is deeply affected by what he has survived. Exile and loss form part of each man's experience.This novel is presented as four separate biographies, incorporating photographs of people, places and artefacts. These photographs form part of the story being told: the photographs are of individuals, the stories are told as individual stories but they represent the dislocations of many. The memories may be shared, but each experience is unique. We are reminded that persecution takes many forms, and that emigration provides only one dimension of distance from experience. Two of the emigrants commit suicide and one dies in a mental institution. Arguably, emigration was not distance enough. Experiences cannot be escaped. I have read each of the four stories once, and two of them twice. I need to read them all again in order to try to make my own sense of it. I am sure that the butterflies (for example) have more significance than I first appreciated, and the image of restless souls searching (for what, I wonder) is one I find haunting. Who are these people, and who do they represent? And what is the significance of the references to Nabokov? This is not a book that can be read lightly. I found that there were limits to how long I could spend in the company of each emigrant without feeling overwhelmed by their stories. The prose is deceptively simple; the experiences being recounted are not. This is the first of Mr Sebald's novels I have read, I have added the others to my reading list. Jennifer Cameron-Smith
3 of 3 people found the following review helpful
4.0 out of 5 stars
A moving book,
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This review is from: The Emigrants (Paperback)
"The Emigrants" firs appear to be mere accounts of four different Jewish emigrants in the twentieth century. But gradually the four narratives merge into a poetic evocation of exile and loss. Mr Sebald's precise, almost dreamlike writing - along with many beautiful photographs - works its magic. The account of the displacement of these four émigrés is both sober and delicate. Few books convey more about that complex and tragic fate. Michael Hulse's exquisite translation really makes this book a work of art.
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars
Good read for the melancholic,
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This was my second book by Sebald and like Austerlitz, I experienced a deep, almost surreal sense of gloom as flashes of images kept playing in my mind. It was so hypnotic - I almost felt like I was floating in air. I attribute it to Sebald's unique talent -- he's able to lead readers to a totally new plane, so to speak, where the plot of the story becomes so secondary -- all that matters is the journey and the sense of how the characters' thoughts and pain become yours.That said, this book (and Austerlitz) isn't exactly for everyone. I've tried recommending it some friends who felt it was too "meandering and emotive". I didn't quite agree with them, but lately, I'm beginning to see their point -- you've got to be in a right frame of mind to enjoy Sebald. If you're a sucker for plot-drive, high-octane stories, then this may not be for you, but if you're more contemplative and patient, this could be the most rewarding book you'll read in a long while.
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