Three minutes, as long as the Save needed to on 26. October 1964, to fill in with a considerable part of the city, the one-storey house in the working-class district of Zagreb. The woman sitting in it, candy sucking “in complete darkness”, listening to the dull pounding of the waves at your door. But the water also comes through the sewer, it pushes the Manhole cover and poured in the sink, it washes the fecal matter through the toilets and devastated abruptly, what had previously been in long years as a personal retreat prepared. But the woman is no resistance in the location. She waits until her husband comes home. Then they lie to each other more, that it is well-known, each individually and probably together.
Tilman Spreckelsen
editor in the features section.
F. A. Z.
Ivana Sajkos “family novel” is a portrait of three to four generations, as well as a narrative of Croatian history, before, during and after the Croatia part of Yugoslavia was. It is lights a novel in Shock, again and again interrupted by mounted “documents, comments, memories, and phrases that are in conflict,” as the Narrator in a Preface writes, and that, in terms of action, aimed at the discontinuity, with shares immediately. So much so that some figures are considered to be intense and close, but remain nameless, and the chronology is sometimes a diffused image.
the More accurate the narrative is devoted to the Consternation of two young people who join after 1941, the Communist partisans fighting against the newly proclaimed Croatian state. You will have to run on the way, as the woman triggered by the urplötzlichen the sight of a mass grave in the woods – suffers a nervous breakdown, at night the area is wrong and a sentry is picked up. You will lose soon and meet again after the war – it has become without Conviction a teacher, he serves Tito’s government as a secret service employee.
An empty head, in which there are echoes
he Also wears his injuries, for the Ivana Sajko not an image you forget easily. “The head is allowed to have no value and must therefore be empty”, he learns of the resistance, “an empty head has nothing to say and can look after anyone. He is a Cathedral, from whose tower the bell rings, and so everything is drowned out others.“
