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.
In prose, especially fiction, Arte Povera is a tough style to sell. Iván Mándy’s late work, quintessentialized by the novella Left Behind, shares qualities with not only Arte Povera but also with the beatup Baluch nomad prayer rug you hang on your wall after giving it a good wash and overcasting its edges with brown wool. Treasures found in the dust, dusted off, begin to shine in the thoughtful beholder’s eye.
"The society, it seems to me, invented the Kádár era long before Kádár
and company realized this. The tragic fact is that many people were
executed in order to intimidate the society when all the regime should
have done is to make a compromise." - We talked to György Spiró, the author of Spring Collection, about 1956 and the power games of the early Kádár era.
"– They say that your Susanna is a witch! (...) – That’s not true! – I snapped back in fury (...). – Anyways I saw her myself asleep in her bed on Saint Martin’s eve, when the thirteenth happened to fall on a Friday! – I said triumphantly, hoping this once to come out on top in the debate. – If she were a witch she would have had to have flown to the Brocken peaks at midnight!"
In the first half of the 1960s, when I was born, and in the second half of the decade, when my memories begin, the village was entering the final phases of its narrative, bitter, sad, already less idyllic, weighted down by strains. The deep fissure, however, was not drawn between the village and the world outside the village, but within the village itself.