When renowned film director Péter Gárdos wrote the story, he intended it as a film script, but eventually he made it into a novel. “Fever at Dawn,” the love story of two Holocaust survivors―the author’s parents―has ever since sold in more than 20 territories.
A quick glance at recently published Hungarian prose suggests that the past continues to be the most popular subject in modern literature today. László Darvasi’s latest work seems no different. First impressions, however, are frequently misleading.
One of the most acclaimed representatives of francophone literature,
Agota Kristof was awarded the most prestigious Hungarian state prize. When she
visited Hungary last year, she thought she would never come back again,
but now she came to take the award. We talked to Agota Kristof in Budapest.
"I want to see the bodies. As I come to the fence, I jiggle the latch. From where I’m standing, I can see that a few of the legless bodies scattered in the grass are still moving, even though an entire endless night had passed."
Perhaps in a language as enchantingly beautiful—fully admitting to an
extreme bias in this case—as Hungarian, it should come as no surprise
that poets are forever compiling lists of the ten most beautiful words.