Status
Call number
Genres
Publication
Description
A woman in her forties is a victim of a suicide bombing at a Jerusalem market. Her body lies nameless in a hospital morgue. She had apparently worked as a cleaning woman at a bakery, but there is no record of her employment. When a Jerusalem daily accuses the bakery of "gross negligence and inhumanity toward an employee," the bakery's owner, overwhelmed by guilt, entrusts the task of identifying and burying the victim to a human resources man. This man is at first reluctant to take on the job, but as the facts of the woman's life take shape--she was an engineer from the former Soviet Union, a non-Jew on a religious pilgrimage to Jerusalem, and, judging by an early photograph, beautiful--he yields to feelings of regret, atonement, and even love.--From publisher description.… (more)
Media reviews
User reviews
The human resources manager, recently divorced, is dealing with problems of his own. But he has no choice. Researching personnel records, he discovers the woman was an immigrant from one of the countries in the former Soviet Union, and had come to the city for religious reasons. Although trained as an engineer, she was employed as a cleaning woman on the night shift. She was recently let go, but an apparent clerical error resulted in her continuing to receive wages. The human resources manager meets with her supervisor, learns some interesting details, and finds himself personally committed to locating the woman's family and making arrangements for burial. This becomes a journey of atonement and, while it was initially intended simply to clear the company's name, the human resources manager begins to view it as a personal quest, even though he did not know the woman personally.
Yehoshua's prose is terse and understated. The characters do not have names. Yet I found myself caught up in the story, sympathizing with the human resources manager, and mourning with the woman's family. I couldn't put this down and finished it in an afternoon.
A lapse by a (nameless) human resources manager in a large baking operation was named by a newspaper article as the reason for the death of a middle age woman in a terrorist bombing in the city of Jerusalem, Israel. The (nameless) owner of this company wants a no-holds-barred effort made to absolve his company of any wrong-doing and appoints the human resources manager to be in charge of this. How he goes about doing this is the story of his efforts to bring Yulia Ragayev (our deceased woman) to her final resting place.
I thought this story was brilliant. It is not about Israel or about Jerusalem, yet it is because we hear thoughts about the country and the city subtly spoken by many of the characters. Funny in places (not the laugh-out-loud kind, but the absurd kind), this story was a delight to read - especially the ending.
This is the kind of story in which the reader has to just suspend his disbelief in what happens and play along with the author. Enjoy the characters and the trip (which is a long one!). You will be justly rewarded.
At times a mystery story and at times a humorous take on the outcomes of our best efforts, the novel is also a commentary on how people can interact without ever truly seeing the other person. And how people can end up interconnected with the most unlikely of other people if we do open our eyes to the possibilities of human relationships.
The hardest part for me to understand was the premise that the employer should have noticed that the woman wasn’t coming to work. Once they determined she had been “fired” and thus wasn’t expected at work – well, who would have missed her?? But, I worry that this is a very western point of view, different in the Middle East where missing people are more alarming. Frankly, I thought it was more appalling that the family that were her neighbors and landlord didn’t try and found out where she had gone. Again, from my western point of view the neighbors would be the first to note her absence and might have followed up with an employer. Thus, I found the premise of the book somewhat unbelievable, though unsure if it is just my western perspective or a true challenge of the writing.
Still, I enjoyed the author’s writing, particularly the bizarre relationship between the company owner and the human resources director, and some of the adventures in the woman’s homeland. I found the descriptions of scenes particularly compelling – the woman’s home, the abandoned military post, areas of Jerusalem.
Overall, I really enjoyed the setting of this book and the premise was interesting but somehow it seemed unfinished.
The acting and somewhat reluctant HR director has a fairly cyincal view of the company owner's motivation when he is assigned a damage-control function. He investigates the case, and the first thing he learns is that everyone except himself thinks the woman who died was beautiful, engaging, and caring. Even though he interviewed her before her hire, the HR director cannot remember her. What follows is a trek from Israel to Russia - the corpse, the HR director, the journalist, and the dead woman's unruly son - to have the woman buried in her home town. What happens along the way is really the story here.
The trek means something different to each of our questors. The story deals principally with the HR director (all characters except the deceased are identified only by their titles), who knows something is missing from his life. On the way he is physically and morally purged, and returns to Jerusalem a new man. It's nothing very obvious, but we know of the change, nonetheless.
This is a story about individual and communal courage in the face of terrorism. It's also about the extraordinary steps that are sometimes necessary to maintain one's humanity under this constant threat. Mr. Yehoshua has spun an engaging, honest tale, and the sometimes stilted language is a purposeful thing, reflective of the mechanistic workings of modern corporations.
I read
This book is not a page turner, has dated dialogue and writing style, and is probably not for everyone. However, it is a warm, pleasant, inspiring read that should at least be tasted.
In "A Woman in Jerusalem", as in "The Lover", simple tasks stretch out into lengthy projects and easy questions slowly become complex, emotionally trying mysteries. An effort to limit the fallout of some bad publicity, leads the main character to investigate whether the titular woman was, in fact, employed the bakery that the book's main character works for. "A Woman in Jerusalem" slowly becomes a meditation on what we owe -- and what we can really know about -- the strangers that live among us. I also suspect that the curious quest that our main character has been assigned functions as way to cope with widespread and unrelenting horror by making sure that at least one problem -- the final resting place of a non-Israeli victim -- has been resolved as far as is humanly possible. It'd be easy to write an essay on this topic, or to address them directly in the text, but I was rather impressed by the fact that most of these themes are addressed through the book's plot. I'm sure that some readers may feel that this book would be improved by a slightly faster pace, but I rather enjoyed the fact that events in "A Woman in Jerusalem" unfolded at a speed that felt natural and human. Similarly, the novel's themes revealed themselves as the plot inched forward. This doesn't make for a thrilling read -- which, I suppose, is another thing that would set it apart from detective fiction -- but it's a good of example of an author knowing to show rather than tell. I may not be Yehoshua's ideal reader, but this one is still worth checking out.
Maybe I got more out of this than I thought,