I received an advanced review copy of this title from Europa Editions. The original book was published in French and this English translation is done by Alison Anderson.
My Review:
This intense story is told in alternating views of two people who survived the brutality of a fictional totalitarian regime called the Theological Republic. Although the homeland of these two characters is fictional, it is evident from clues in the text that this country is in the middle east and that both characters are refugees somewhere in Russia. The female character, Vima, was know in the republic as their most stubborn political prisoner and given the name Bait 455. Vima is arrested and repeatedly raped and tortured by her captors who are trying to get information about her husband’s political subterfuge. Vima’s love and devotion for her husband runs so deep that the only words she ever speaks during these torture sessions is a defiant, “No.” One day, without any warning, a high ranking official interrupts one of these torture sessions by snapping his fingers and Vima is rescued.
The other character in the book is a high ranking Colonel who was in the inner circle of the republic’s Supreme Commander. The Colonel started out as a foot soldier in the Colonel’s army but because of his bravery and knowledge of arms and technology he quickly rises up in rank until he is one of the most trusted members of the Supreme Commander’s inner circle. The Colonel’s job is to spy on the staff of the prisons where it is suspected that there are groups of traitors who are letting prisoners escape. The Colonel’s position brings him into direct contact with Bait 455 and through an interesting twist of circumstances in the book he is the man who snapped his fingers to save Vima.
Vima and the Colonel are both refugees in a new country for five years when their paths cross. The Colonel has applied for refugee status and the political leaders in his country of asylum keep interrogating him. Vima is called on to be a translator for the Colonel during these interrogations. At this point their roles as captor and captive are completely reversed and the Colonel knows that his fate is doomed. The country of asylum really has no interest in harboring this criminal and the Colonel feels that it is only a matter of time before he is eliminated. So he asks Vima to write a book which tells his story; the most important part of the story for him is the unconditional love he has for his wife whom he had to leave behind in the republic.
Vima and the Colonel both have emotional personalities that allow them to love deeply and unequivocally. Vima’s tormentors, no matter how much they tried to break her body and her spirit, would not betray her beloved. The Colonel gives up his position in the republic and risks his life to escape because his wife demands that he do so. But in the end Vima and the Colonel are both disappointed because their intense love is not matched by their respective partners.
There is one final interesting literary allusion in the text that, as a classicist, I would be remiss not to mention. The Colonel enjoys reading literary classics with his lawyer, an eccentric man named Yuri. Yuri introduces him to The Iliad and The Odyssey and the Colonel becomes fascinated with the Greek hero Achilles. Achilles, not unlike the Colonel, is a controversial hero who wreaks havoc and destruction despite his heroic status. Achilles is eventually brought down because of his one week spot, his heel, and the Colonel, too, has a vulnerability which comes in the form of his love for his wife.
This is one of those books that will stay with me and that I will think about for a long time to come. I made the mistake of reading this before bed and it kept me up thinking for quite a while. The true hero in the book is Vima who, despite suffering the worst evil that humanity has to offer, is resilient and never stops fighting back. Vima fights her tormentors with a simple “no,” she fights abandonment from her beloved, and she fights when her past comes crashing back into her life and threatens her sanity. I think that this will make my list of favorite books of the year.
About the Author:
Fariba Hachtroudi was born in 1951 in Tehran. She comes from a family of scholars and professors. Her paternal grand-father was a religious leader who supported the constitutionalists in 1906, against other religious leaders who advocated for governance by Sharia law and the absolute rule of God as a monarchic authority.
Fariba’s father Mohsen Hachtroudi was a learned scholar, often called the “Ommar Khayyam” of contemporary Iran. As a well known French-educated mathematician, philosopher and poet, Mr Hachtroudi was unquestionably considered to be a moral authority for generations of Iranians. Hachtroudi fought his entire life for the promotion of democracy, social justice (most notably women rights) and secularism. Fariba’s mother, Robab Hachtroudi was a professor of humanities and Persian literature.
Fariba Hachtroudi received her doctorate (PHD) in art and archeology in Paris in 1978.
She lived in Sri Lanka from 1981 to 1983, where for two years she taught at the University of Colombo while performing research on the Teravada Boudhism.
When Fariba returned to France in 1983, she started, as a journalist, to denounce Khomeynism.
In 1985 / 1986, to understand the daily life of her compatriots, Fariba travelled clandestinely to Iran by way of the desert of Baluchistan. L’exilée, Hachtroudi’s first book describes her haunting journey.
10 years later, in 1995, Fariba who was much more pessimistic than others, already predicting change and revival “slowly and from within Iran”, decided again to approach the issue by creating a humanitarian association free of political affiliations. MoHa, the association for the foundation of Mohsen Hachtroudi, focuses it work on education and secularism – conditions essential for the respects of women’s rights and the promotion of democracy. MoHa helped Iranians refugees wherever they were. After her last trip to Iran (2006) Fariba Hachtroudi hopes to be able to register her Foundation in Iran in order to help the youth inside the country as it was the goal of her father.
For more information visit her website: http://www.faribahachtroudi.fr/bio/uk.html
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Georg Trakl was born in Salzburg, Austria. As a teenager he gravitated towards poetry, incest and drug addiction and published his first work by 1908, the year he went to Vienna to attend pharmacy school and became part of that city’s fin-de-siècle cultural life. He enjoyed early success and published his first book in 1913. A year later, however, he died of a cocaine overdose due to battle fatigue and depression from the wartime delay of his second book.
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