The Passport by Herta Müller
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The Passport by Herta Muller is a haunting tale of a village, where each life is repressed by totalitarian state. The narration is almost dream-like, ghost-like - in a Pedro Paramo way, but much more brutal and carnal. The entire village hangs on the dream to escape, and every sweat and the last piece of honor is invested in this dream. The dreams are mixed with signs of death, which people see in everything - the apple tree, its owl, the flowers... it is a slow nightmare, and it is very depressing.
But then, the brilliance of the work is in the way it brings the suffocation of an authoritative regime to your reading room and make you feel the alienation.
The Passport is at the center of all dreams, because it is the gateway to escape. All authorities whose stamp is required to attain this dream, fall to depths to make the road a nightmare.
In short, the work is seeped in tragedy - not as compelling as Land of Green Plums, but a tragedy which is disturbing.
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