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For some reason I’ve recently experienced a resurgence in my interest in fiction set during World War II. Some have been bookclub selections, some my own, but all have captivated me. “The Reader,” translated from German, was no exception. In the beginning I will admit to some profound wrestlings with my ethical standing. I agree wholeheartedly with the Los Angeles Times’ review: “A formally beautiful, disturbing, and finally morally devastating novel.” The book opens with a sick, lonely teenaged boy (of only 15) who, through a sad circumstance, finds himself smitten with a 36-year-old woman. You can imagine where this goes and where one’s sense of right and wrong might be challenged! But not only does this book center around an unconventional love, but it also gives face to the Nazi order. Hannah, the aforementioned love interest, joins the Guard. And her heinous crimes against humanity, dictated by the faction for which she is/was employed, face trial. Her pride works against her, and she becomes a tragic hero of sorts. … But for the side on which you don’t often find sympathy. It is an entangling read that I became ensnared within, if maybe against my will. I do recommend it. But, I also feel it’s my duty to note that most of my bookclub was not in agreement on this front!

2020-09-04 16:32