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.
Sensuality as a subject is becoming ever more impossible to bypass in Hungarian literature. More and more often one finds the body in the centre of literary representation and authors have no choice but to look for a language with which to describe erotic experiences which are, incidentally, known to resist classification.
László Krasznahorkai is not a fashionable writer. He is marching directly against what the age is about: that literature should become part of the entertainment industry. He is failing to adapt smoothly to what is going on. This art is powerfully pitched against the intention to skim through life laughing or just sticking it out as best you can without taking any particular risk.