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“The city spread out below, dark brown studded with flashes of light that bounced off the open windows…we could make out a strip of sea past the dark haze that stretched from the sandbars of Frische Nehrung to the cliffs at Adlershorst, and we knew for certain that the city would stand forever.”

Danzig, a city with German roots that go back to the fourteenth century, remained under the control of Germany for more than five hundred years—until the Treaty of Versailles in 1919 removed Danzig from German control, made it a Free City under the League of Nations, and gave Poland permission to use it as a port called Gdansk. One generation later, however, the rise of the Nazis and National Socialism in Gdansk gave Hitler the excuse he wanted to invade Poland to reclaim the city that Germany had always considered its own. The Russian offensive during the last months of World War II drove the Germans out of Gdansk at the same time that the Poles who had been living in the eastern territories came flooding back into the city.

Stefan Chwin, a highly acclaimed Polish novelist from Gdansk, for whom this is the first novel translated into English (by Philip Boehm), focuses on Danzig/Gdansk as it adapts to the comings and goings of its changing citizenry during the tumult of 1945. Imbuing the city with the aura of a main character in this darkly impressionistic novel, Chwin shows us that no matter who is officially in control, the city somehow survives, a permanent monument to the endurance of the communal spirit and the ability to adapt. Meticulous descriptions of the smallest aspects of daily life—home furnishings, buildings, neighborhoods, and life at the port—turn the city into a living, breathing entity, battered by changes of fortune, perhaps, but still functioning and still providing a home to a changing population.

Most of the action takes place at #14 and #17 Lessingstrasse, later Grottger Street, two buildings which house the main characters of the novel, who change, like the city itself, from German to Polish. With the hasty departure of most of the German residents, the Polish refugees simply move into their empty houses and use their furniture and furnishings. Catalogues of one family’s belongings and later references to these objects in the hands of different owners provide a sense of continuity and attest to the stability of the city itself.

The characters are finely drawn, unique beings with stories of their own, though the stories are not necessarily interrelated. As in real life, many of these stories involve personal secrets which are not fully revealed, even to the reader. Hanemann, a former lecturer at the Anatomy School, serves as a bridge between the German and Polish residents of the city. A German himself, he does not leave the city when he has the opportunity to do so, remaining on the dock, for reasons even he does not understand, as his friends and neighbors depart. Hanemann has had a passionate relationship with Louisa Berger, a young woman with whom he spent an idyllic time at an out-of-town hotel, and their love has governed Hanemann’s feelings. Her fate leaves him “frozen in [a] state of slumber, half-alive, [in a state of] hibernation that took his soul and anesthetized it against the voice of the world.”

Piotr, the young Polish boy who becomes the narrator, and his family move into the empty apartment beneath Hanemann when the previous owners return to Germany and Piotr’s family is driven out of Warsaw. Hanka, a young Ukrainian woman, sometimes suicidal as a result of unspeakable atrocities she has apparently endured, joins Piotr’s household, and later, a mute child moves in. Hanemann teaches German to Piotr and sign language to the mute child, enabling them to communicate in new ways, even as the danger of revealing their inner thoughts grows more pressing under postwar communist rule.

Throughout the novel, numerous parallels occur between lovers and their destinies and the city and its destiny. Hanemann often refers to the joint suicide of the German poet Kleist and his lover Henriette, and later the suicide of the Polish artist and writer (identified in the notes as Witkacy), who killed himself after rendering his lover unconscious so that she could not stop his suicide. Hanka, too, has attempted suicide, but like Witkacy’s lover and the city of Gdansk itself, she has survived, though she, like the city, has had to adapt to changed circumstances.

Breath-taking in its language, its ability to create vibrant portraits of people and places, its minute examination of household objects, and its love and faith in the enduring qualities of the city itself, Death in Danzig is a fascinating, though unusual novel, one in which plot is far less important than the daily lives of those who inhabit it. Leisurely in its development, the novel creates an impressionistic time capsule in which the city becomes the only constant.

Notes: The author’s photo appears on http://www.polishbookclub.org/History.htm

The photo of the German invasion is from http://www.polishamericancenter.org/70thAnniversary_WWII.html

Destroyed Gdansk city center, 1945:  http://blog.globeforum.com/2009/09/10/gdansk/attachment/1945/

“Ambition leads me as far as I think possible for man to go.”

Retracing the journeys of Captain James Cook,  author Tony Horwitz writes a fast-paced, fascinating, and often very humorous account of his “walk” in the footsteps of Captain Cook, an explorer he obviously admires and whom he attempts to understand and make understandable to his readers.

From 1768 to his death in Hawaii in 1779, Captain James Cook made three epic journeys, charting most of the south Pacific, the coast of Alaska, and parts of Antarctica, claiming much of it in the name of the king. Covering 200,000 miles, Cook “explored more of the earth’s surface than anyone in history,” and redrew the map of the world. But Captain Cook remains a relatively obscure historical figure, even in his native land, and is the subject of legend, much of it fanciful, in the places he charted.

In celebrating Cook’s achievements, Horwitz also analyzes the man and his values, and evaluates his influence, as he attempts to put Cook’s discoveries into their rightful perspective.

Accompanied by Roger Williamson, an Aussie free spirit dedicated to wine, women, and fun, author Horwitz travels to those places “discovered” by Captain Cook, describing Cook’s reception by indigenous cultures, and observing the cultures as they exist today–in virtually all cases, despoiled by contact with the “civilized” world.

Tahiti, Bora Bora, New Zealand, Australia, Tonga, the Aleutian Islands, and Hawaii, before and after western contact, are presented in detail, using Capt. Cook’s own journals, the journals of naturalist Joseph Banks (who accompanied him on his important first voyage), drawings by Cook’s artists, and the research of Cook biographer John Beaglehole to establish the pre-contact cultures. Horwitz’s personal observations, interviews with local inhabitants, and on-site research assess the lasting effects.

Cook becomes accessible as a personality because of his friendship with
Banks, who often served as his sounding board, and, it appears, loosened him up a bit. Naturally expansive and enthusiastic, and uninhibited by responsibilities and the sense of morality which seemed to dominate Cook, Banks serves as a foil to Cook. While Cook conscientiously records the contours of islands, Banks is far more interested in getting to know the local residents.

Horwitz’s friend Williamson, on the trip primarily for fun, not scholarship, serves the same purpose in Horwitz’s book, creating humorous diversions both for Horwitz and the reader and spicing up Horwitz’s serious research.

Fascinating as a biography of the complex Captain Cook, as a lively record of the age of exploration, as a modern adventure to “romantic” south Pacific islands, and as research on cultural anthropology, this is an exhilarating and fast-paced narrative, one which will reward careful reading and cause the reader to examine the dubious results of “civilization.” Horwitz obviously enjoyed his research, and the reader will, too, however vicariously.

Notes: The author’s photo appears in his Brown University Alumni Magazine:  http://news.brown.edu/pressreleases/2008/04/horwitz-book-event

The picture of Captain James Cook appears on http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/history/captain_cook_prog1.shtml

This drawing of a Maori chief was by Sidney Parkinson, the chief artist for Joseph Banks, the naturalist who accompanied Captain Cook on his voyages.  http://www.amberhouse.co.nz/nelson-new-zealand-history.html

Note: Mario Vargas Llosa was WINNER of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2010.

“You’re my praying mantis, didn’t you know?  The female insect devours the male while he’s making love to her.  He dies happy, apparently.  My case exactly.”

In 1950, when Ricardo Somocurcio first meets Lily, a “Chilean” exotic who has recently joined the teenage social scene in Lima, Peru, he is fifteen, sure of only one thing—that she is the most bewitching creature he has ever known.  His young infatuation eventually develops into a lifelong obsession, and his story of how Lily dominates all aspects of his romantic life for more than forty years shows both the mysterious power of unconditional love and the peril of misplaced devotion.

Lily is a will-o’-the-wisp throughout much of Ricardo’s life, appearing and vanishing, changing names, following the lure of power to revolutionary Cuba, the lure of wealth to Paris and the “horse country” of England, and eventually the lure of both power and wealth to Japan, where her lover is a high ranking yakuza sadist.  Somehow, however, she always makes her way back to Ricardo, whom she professes not to love, despite, or perhaps because of, his unquestioned acceptance of her humiliations of him.

From Lima to Paris, London, and Madrid, the story of the “bad girl” and the “good boy” unfolds, exploring all aspects of love and betrayal within the changing settings and political climates of the various countries in which the two have commitments.  Whether it be revolutionary Cuba, to which Lily goes as Comrade Arlette; the Tupac Amaru guerilla movement in Peru, where some of Ricardo’s friends battle the government; the French revolutionary movement which brought about the downfall of Charles DeGaulle; or the various United Nations conferences in the 1970s and 1980s, which Ricardo attends as a UNESCO translator, love and politics and violence exist side by side.

Author Mario Vargas Llosa, bases the plot of his book on that of Madame Bovary, a novel that has fascinated him for much of his career and to which he has often referred in essays and interviews.   Yet so completely does he make Lily an individual—a femme fatale who forever drops in and then out of Ricardo’s life, no matter where he goes—that the parallels with the Flaubert novel remain in the background.  Lily, or whatever name she uses when she bursts in on his life throughout the novel, is a product of her times, a woman whose sexual freedom allows her to pursue whatever pleases her, whether that means having an affair with one of the leaders of the Cuban revolution or engaging in kinky sex with her Japanese gangster lover.  At times, and always when she is in dire straits of some sort, she is pleased by Ricardo — though not in love with him, and she has no qualms about using him to solve whatever problems she may have at the moment — and then moving on at her own whim, disappearing unexpectedly and leaving him bereft—as usual.

Ricardo, for his part, seems content to work as a translator, travel the world in that role for UNESCO, and live what would be, to most people, an empty life without reciprocated love.  He sacrifices any kind of long-term happiness in a “normal” relationship for the excitement she occasionally brings to him, unable to stick to his vow that the next time she shows up, he will refuse to respond to her (a trait which may make him an annoying protagonist for some readers).

Vargas Llosa, whose fascination with politics permeates many of his novels, broadens the perspective of this novel beyond that of a love story by tying many of the characters’ experiences to revolutionary politics, paying particular attention to the various Peruvian strongmen whose administrations led to the impoverishment of the populace between 1960 and 1990.  A candidate for President of Peru himself in 1990, the author draws loose parallels between the bad girl, who represents Ricardo’s constantly dashed (and always revitalized) hopes, and political candidates who promise the world and fail to deliver.

Intense, vibrant prose brings the characters to life, while the author’s ability to set scenes and create periods allows him to trace these characters smoothly through four decades. His peripheral characters—Paul (Comrade Jean), a revolutionary who fights in Peru: Salomon Toledano, a translator who knows twelve languages and loses his head and heart to a woman who feels suffocated by his love; young Yilal, a victim of war who, refuses to speak; and Arquimedes, an intuitive “architect” of breakwaters along the Peruvian coast, are among the several characters who broaden the themes of love and loss by sharing their lives and, sometimes, their deaths in different places throughout the world.  Though Vargas Llosa focuses on two people, the bad girl and the good boy, he creates a world around them that is so fully realized that their lives take on symbolic significance:  the praying mantis has many parallels in life, love, and politics.

ALSO reviewed here:  Vargas Llosa’s DEATH IN THE ANDES,      THE FEAST OF THE GOAT, THE DREAM OF THE CELT, THE DISCREET HERO

The photo of the author appears on  http://www.shuttervoice.com

The photo of women leading a column of guerrilla fighters in Cuba comes from http://celiasanchez.org

American Lori Berenson, newly released from a Peruvian prison, remains under house arrest in Peru after serving fifteen years of a twenty-year prison sentence for her work with the revolutionary Tupac Amaru guerrilla group.  Her photo accompanies this story:  http://en.mercopress.com

The goal of the Weber-Vedder research team goes way beyond the single-minded documentation of one species: they study not only the life of the mountain gorilla, but also their changing habitat and the needy humans who share it. Amy Vedder is a biologist, her husband Bill Weber a social scientist, and their multidisciplinary approach to conservation offers a fresh look at opportunities to create win-win situations for both the animals and the humans who live near them.

In a lively and fast-paced narrative, Weber and Vedder document threats to the gorillas from 1978 – 1992, presenting graphic accounts of animals injured by snares, beheaded by poachers, exposed to diseases borne by humans, allowed to die for lack of medical care, and forced to live in ever decreasing habitats, with more and more limited food supplies.

Working first with Dian Fossey, whose battles with the bottle and mental illness are well documented, they eventually establish the Mountain Gorilla Project, working with local governments and international foundations to develop educational programs, slow down the devastation of forests to create farmland, and make Rwandans proud of the unique environment they share with the animal world.

The outbreak of the Rwandan civil war in 1993, and the ensuing genocide of over a million people, which no western nation or the U.N. intervened to prevent, are depicted dramatically, emotionally, and thoroughly, as the research team returns to Rwanda to find their workers dead, missing, or in jail. Ironically, the gorillas are thriving.

Photo by Andy Rouse

As the country tries to heal its wounds and rebuild, the authors comment about values: “There are more than a few Rwandans who wonder if the Western world would have intervened more quickly and forcefully if mountain gorillas, rather than Africans, were being slaughtered in 1994.” In Rwanda, it may be the humans who are the more fragile species in this dangerous land.

Notes: The photo of the authors appears on http://www.iwaswondering.org

The gorilla family was photographed by Andy Rouse:  http://www.allposters.com

The Mountain Gorilla Veterinary Project is described here on  http://mgvp.gorillacd.org/

Will Randall–SOLOMON TIME

“Solomon Time plays by nobody’s rule, yet it loosely dictates that something may happen a little late or perhaps a little early or days late or even days early; it may have happened already or it may never happen at all. Schedules and timetables become irrelevancies, arrangements, meetings, deadlines inconsequential.”

Will Randall, though a high school French teacher for ten years, is really just a kid–thirty-two years old, to be sure, but still young in his attitudes, in his responses to people, and in his views of what life, and his own life, in particular, are all about. Unsophisticated and incurious, he has seemingly let life happen to him, sometimes complaining about his job and the usual teacher/student/ administration problems, but never taking action to change his life. Or not, at least, until his friend Charles suggests that he give up his job and go to the Solomon Islands.

Charles is an executor of the will of a recently deceased Englishman known as the Commander, a man who established a small cocoa and coconut plantation in the Solomon Islands after World War II, lived there for thirty years, and then returned to England to retire. Always concerned for the people who had worked the plantation and those he had come to know in the village, he had, for the rest of his life, remembered their birthdays, sent Christmas cards, and kept in touch with the village, located on one of the remote Solomon Islands. The Commander has recently died, and in his will, he has left money for the benefit of the islanders, hoping that someone will go there to develop a reliable industry that will provide the villagers with income they can use for community improvements. His friend Charles thinks Will Randall will be a good candidate to go there. Almost by accident, and under the influence of cocktail party libations, Randall finds himself agreeing to go, once again, not having made a decision so much as just going with the flow.

Living in the remote community of Munda on New Georgia Island without the “necessities of life,” provides Randall with an opportunity to experience a delayed coming of age, a process he documents in this good-humored tale, filled with delightful characters and observations about life in a community in which there is little change. Ingenuous and unambitious, he quickly leaves behind his preconceived notions of what he should be doing with his life, and falls into the lullaby rhythms of life in the tropics, where “It was quite acceptable,” he discovered, “to do nothing but simply enjoy the natural beauty of the world about [him] and the genuine, nonjudgmental friendship of the sweet-tempered villagers.” His primary worry, upon first being ensconced in his small cottage, is whether one of the island’s six varieties of rats will fall on his head while he is sleeping.

He soon becomes part of the life there, conveying something of the spirit of the island in this mellow, often wry, account of his search for a way to help the village. He eventually decides they should all raise chickens, not only as a way to provide income but also as a way to expand their limited diet. Describing village philosophy and mores from the cannibalism which existed until the early 20th century to the devout Christianity and twice-a-day services which are held there now, Randall also fills his account with stories about the villagers themselves, educates the reader in the structure of pidgin (in which much of dialogue is related), briefs the reader on the World War II history of the nearby island of Guadalcanal, retells the story of JFK and PT-109, which went down in the Solomon Islands, and describes his own personal disasters, mocking himself at one point, as he finds himself swimming through shark-filled waters to an uninhabited island after falling overboard while his motorized canoe continues on its way.

Told with easy-going humor, this is light, entertaining reading-Randall is far more interested in telling a story than in contemplating his inner growth or making weighty observations about what he has learned. He pokes fun at himself and at the one or two “villains” he encounters as he sets up the chicken-business, and since life is pretty much the same on a daily basis, he concentrates on expanding specific, amusing episodes from his stay, rather than developing any deep or universally meaningful conclusions about them. His decision to return to England, in fact, comes suddenly, with no fanfare and even less explanation. He merely says, “More than once during my stay in the Solomons I had almost felt that we were [one big, happy family], but there was now a part of me that wanted to see other family and friends, and also wanted to find out how I would now react to the place from whence I had come.” Only fifty-four words later, he is on the jetty telling the leader of the village that he is going home, offering no further reflections on his life there or clues about what he has learned and why he has chosen this particular time to leave.

Randall is so descriptive in his writing style, and concentrates so much on trying to be entertaining, that he sometimes mixes metaphors and similes into a colorful but almost incomprehensible jumble. At one point, he describes Honiara, the capital, as “the unsightly boil in the navel of the otherwise dazzling [islands],” an image that is difficult to imagine, especially since, in the next sentence, he comments that “this is little more than a minor blemish.” In the same sentence, he remarks that Honiara is “reminiscent of the cardboard set of a low-budget spaghetti Western,” and that it is “slouching like a hungover vagrant against the foothills of Tandachehe Ridge.” Still, despite such confusions in imagery, he succeeds in writing an enjoyable, often amusing story, which will keep readers of all ages entertained. In going to his remote tropical island, Randall has fulfilled every person’s secret dream.

Notes: The author’s photo appears on http://www.ukbotswanasociety.org

The map is from http://www.thecommonwealth.org

On the far left you will see New Georgia Islands, to the immediate northeast you will see Munda.

The Solomon Islands beach photo appears on http://www.theodora.com

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