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Peter Handke's mother was an invisible woman. Throughout her life--which spanned the Nazi era, the war, and the postwar consumer economy--she struggled to maintain appearances, only to arrive at a terrible recognition: "I'm not human any more." Not long after, she killed herself with an overdose of sleeping pills. In A Sorrow Beyond Dreams her son sits down to record what he knows, or thinks he knows, about his mother's life and death before, in his words, "the dull speechlessness--the extreme speechlessness" of grief takes hold forever. And yet the experience of speechlessness, as it marks both suffering and love, lies at the heart of Handke's brief but unforgettable elegy. This austere, scrupulous, and deeply moving book is one of the finest achievements of a great contemporary writer.… (more)
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The account of her life and demise is unique, in that he chooses to write about her in relation to other women of her era and socioeconomical status. She is born in a small Austrian village to a struggling family, and is described as a high-spirited child and a good student. She is taken out of school by her parents once her compulsory education ends, then runs away to Berlin as a teenager to pursue opportunities that her village and parents cannot offer her. After bearing a child out of wedlock to the love of her life, she agrees to marry a man whom she does not love or respect, in order to provide for herself and her child in post-war Germany. She sinks back into the life that she had sought escape, and ultimately moves back with her family to her home village. In her remaining days she is an embittered woman who frightens her children and is emotionally separated from her emasculated husband, yet she becomes more independent and full of life before developing the chronic pain and depression that ultimately led to her suicide.
I found "A Sorrow Beyond Dreams" somewhat difficult and less than enjoyable, primarily because of the author's use of abstraction to distance himself from and depersonalize his mother. We only get brief glimpses into her personality, and into what made her unique from other similar women, which would have made this a much more interesting book for me. The book is well written and brief (76 pages), and sufficiently unique that it may be of interest to a limited audience of readers.
It's a sad and tragic story, sligtly fictionalised but mostly not, of the life and death of the author's mother. It gives us an insight
I've got worse at reading German over the last few years :-(, and Handke's long, complex sentence structure (something more typical of Austrian than German literature anyway) was a bit of a struggle. That quite possibly added to my feeling that the work is ever-so-slightly pretentious. I guess the other question I have is who this book is *actually* about: Handke's mother or Handke himself?
The editor has done a pretty good job on the book, if you happen to be learning German. There's an extensive introduction giving context to the text (I must admit, I only skimmed part of it), as well as additional material and discussion questions in German. I find it difficult to judge how good the explanatory notes are - there were notes for some phrases which I thought obvious but others which I thought someone learning German might struggle with were note-less. Then again, I suspect I'm not the right person to judge these things.
Bechdel: This is really difficult. There is no dialogue in the book. There are practically no characters, except the main character, the mother. Having said that, the book *revolves* around the life of a woman, a "common" woman no less, and highlights a number of important issues, from abortion to domestic violence, to lack of choices and options, to poverty. Pass, I think.
But mostly it is a book about grief. The reader is constantly reminded that this is not so much a biography of his mother as it is a way to deal with his loss, to try to gain perspective and distance from his pain and from the memory of his mother. Of course it doesn't work as he hopes that it would. But that's what makes it moving. That's what saves the book from his attempted detachment from the specifics of his mother.
I wonder if he ever wrote or ever will write the more thorough story of his mother promised in the last line of the book...