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Angyalok városa avagy Dr. Freud köpenye
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The Standard of Introspection
Christa Wolf’s fictionalized memoir sets the standard of brutally honest self-examination. Her criticism of herself, her nation, her host nation, society and even humanity in general, is not inspired by bitterness, but extreme intelligence and high intellectual and ethical values. Her layered and wide-ranging writing is populated by the German and Soviet emigrant intelligentsia to whom she pays a tribute of respect, out of the uncompromising love of a fellow intellectual.
Remembrance becomes a strict therapeutic method she follows religiously and with astonishing courage. Although her language is razor-sharp and careful, she never resorts to convenient lyricism to ‘nuance� her own responsibility as she reads her own Stasi file. Most striking and unusual are the parts where she settles accounts with herself, as she peels off the layers of her memory. She engages in an uncensored dialogue with herself in second person, creating a distance that allows her to be critically objective and sincerely subjective.
The anatomical theater of her inner self-dissection is Los Angeles, the City of Angels where she spent nine months at the Getty Center. In the end, her own angel she calls Angelina visits her. I wonder if this magical creature was the self she exposed and brought to life by getting to her own core? Has she literally talked her interlocutor, the self, into existence?
Her effortless language makes it evident: her introspective exploration is not about finding the words. Her words are ready, and have been honed for decades, waiting eagerly to give form to the grave and uncomfortable substance she uncovered.
Christa Wolf’s fictionalized memoir sets the standard of brutally honest self-examination. Her criticism of herself, her nation, her host nation, society and even humanity in general, is not inspired by bitterness, but extreme intelligence and high intellectual and ethical values. Her layered and wide-ranging writing is populated by the German and Soviet emigrant intelligentsia to whom she pays a tribute of respect, out of the uncompromising love of a fellow intellectual.
Remembrance becomes a strict therapeutic method she follows religiously and with astonishing courage. Although her language is razor-sharp and careful, she never resorts to convenient lyricism to ‘nuance� her own responsibility as she reads her own Stasi file. Most striking and unusual are the parts where she settles accounts with herself, as she peels off the layers of her memory. She engages in an uncensored dialogue with herself in second person, creating a distance that allows her to be critically objective and sincerely subjective.
The anatomical theater of her inner self-dissection is Los Angeles, the City of Angels where she spent nine months at the Getty Center. In the end, her own angel she calls Angelina visits her. I wonder if this magical creature was the self she exposed and brought to life by getting to her own core? Has she literally talked her interlocutor, the self, into existence?
Her effortless language makes it evident: her introspective exploration is not about finding the words. Her words are ready, and have been honed for decades, waiting eagerly to give form to the grave and uncomfortable substance she uncovered.
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