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.
Would I be willing to write a review of this ground-breaking anthology of Hungarian literature in English translation, the editor of HLO asked. "No" was my instant reply, I simply couldn't. It would be simpler to write about why I could not. A foolish reflex. Why not write about why not was the response.
Elemér Hankiss passed away on 10 January 2015. An uncompromisingly independent thinker who eludes all definitions, Hankiss was an emblematic figure of the 1989 change of regime as a participant and a critic.
The boy awkwardly tried to catch hold of the leg, all the time thinking he can’t let the tears out, he can’t, because then he’ll never be a man. Anyone who feels sorry for the hog will never grow into a man. He remembered what his father always said: if you like sausage, then you’d better like this, too. And he did like sausage.
A novel about a black freemason in 18th century Vienna who was exhibited in a museum after his death; a book about what happens to a society when long-coveted freedom finally arrives; the wartime diary of Miklós Radnóti’s wife; a book about a family evicted from Budapest in the 1950s; and Imre Kertész's "death diary."