Sunday, March 4, 2012

For some friends in Brazil  here is my rough translation of a review of the book "Az igazi" by Sándor Márai:

There is more than one "ars poetica" that can be read from the works of Márai. We see the same in his work "Az igazi". This is also why Márai is such a well-liked author, naturally, in addition to his clear and philosophical style. Readers are happy to escape to reading Márai books, often they are not really seeking answers, rather they expect questions, problems, complications and worries that they have to face in their own lives, too, whether we are talking about identity, home, motherland or even men, women or perhaps, love. Naturally, you need a reader for that, a reader who does not only skim through the book and quickly puts together the major lines of events, but one who really reads, tastes the words.

This novel is also a very complex work of the forty-one-year old author. Two participants of a broken marriage are telling their stories in that book. The junctions are small details of their relationship are presented from their long monologues. They recall the nice moments and the moments signifying quiet separation without tragic moments.

You can read a practical philophy from the "Az igazi". Probably, many readers will interpret it in many ways, but probably, the main thing is that all of them would find those specific interpretations that we can adopt as ours, that we can taste, by which we can act as real readers, the same way as the writer would expect, perhaps would not expect, rather just propose. The relevancy of the book overcomes all kinds of constraints in time and space, and in addition to the seemingly classical man-woman relationship, it contains many layers, dimensions, which is one of the reasons why we should read it over and over again. It contains not so much advice that should be accepted unconditionally, rather everyday problems that should be contemplated. Between the lines the author is contemplating together with us on loneliness, love and death, and the existence of "The Right One." As the protagonist tells to a friend: "I only live and think, and that is all I can do."

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