Austerlitz

By: W.G. Sebald

Narrated by: Richard Matthews

W. G. Sebald’s celebrated masterpiece, “one of the supreme works of art of our time” (The Guardian), follows a man’s search for the answer to his life’s central riddle.

“Haunting . . . a powerful and resonant work of the historical imagination . . . Reminiscent at once of Ingmar Bergman’s Wild Strawberries, Kafka’s troubled fables of guilt and apprehension, and, of course, Proust’s Remembrance of Things Past.”—Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times

One of The New York Times’s 10 Best Books of the 21st Century • A Kirkus Reviews Best Fiction Book of the Century • A Los Angeles Times, Entertainment Weekly, and New York Magazine Best Book of the Year

Winner of the National Book Critics Circle Award, Koret Jewish Book Award, Independent Foreign Fiction Prize, and Jewish Quarterly Wingate Literary Prize

A small child when he comes to England on a Kindertransport in the summer of 1939, Jacques Austerlitz is told nothing of his real family by the Welsh Methodist minister and his wife who raise him. When he is a much older man, fleeting memories return to him, and obeying an instinct he only dimly understands, Austerlitz follows their trail back to the world he left behind a half century before. There, faced with the void at the heart of twentieth-century Europe, he struggles to rescue his heritage from oblivion.

Over the course of a thirty-year conversation unfolding in train stations and travelers’ stops across England and Europe, W. G. Sebald’s unnamed narrator and Jacques Austerlitz discuss Austerlitz’s ongoing efforts to understand who he is—a struggle to impose coherence on memory that embodies the universal human search for identity.

Critic reviews

“[A] beautiful novel . . . quietly breathtaking . . . Sebald contrives not to offer an ordinary, straightforward recital. For what is so delicate is how Sebald makes Austerlitz’s story a broken, recessed enigma whose meaning the reader must impossibly rescue.”—James Wood, from the Introduction

“Sebald stands with Primo Levi as the prime speaker of the Holocaust and, with him, the prime contradiction of Adorno’s dictum that after it, there can be no art.”—Richard Eder, The New York Times Book Review

“Sebald is a rare and elusive species . . . but still, he is an easy read, just as Kafka is. . . . He is an addiction, and once buttonholed by his books, you have neither the wish nor the will to tear yourself away.”—Anthony Lane, The New Yorker

“Sebald’s final novel; his masterpiece, and one of the supreme works of art of our time.”—John Banville, The Guardian

Mesmerizing

I can listen and fall asleep and wake up, listen and fall asleep. Always something amazingly deep or deeply described. Of course the impossible has been accomplished in the iihistorymplished

2/3 Architecture and dry historical references. Most unrelated to the plot.

Quotes not translated to English. Disjointed with long dry architectural references. The plot was a long time coming. Ended abruptly.

A perfect reading of a masterwork

I think this is one of the most engaging books I have encountered. This is my second time through and am even more impressed. I love the writing that is almost dreamlike that transforms before one’s eyes as we mathematically take f(f(f(x))) traveling from one mind into another which is delving into another searching for connection, meaning, memory. . .

Sobering

There is always more to learn about World War II. Millions of people were killed innocently. Each one had a voice, a heart, a story, a legacy. This is the story of one who had to search to remember what happened during his childhood during during World War II. My heart broke anew. Powerful. Sobering.

Subtle slowly evolving personal history

The narrator was superb and the story intriguing. I am going to check out the narrator for other selections.