Real memories of the post-war childhood of various people with whom Lyudmila Ulitskaya had a long correspondence.
Lyudmila Ulitskaya collected memories of the post-war childhood of various people with whom she had a long correspondence. Saved a living human memory, which without it could be lost. It turned out to be a whole narrative in which there are no secondary characters — all the main ones. A girl stands on a balcony in Leningrad in 1945 and catches leaflets that the plane scatters. The boy watches his father, an electric locomotive driver, sob — Stalin died. Many chapters of the book are titled one-wordly: «Ate…», «Washed…», «Dressed…». “They played…” Of course, they played, because the heroes of this book are children. Brodsky said that in modern tragedy it is not the hero who perishes, it is the choir who perishes. The choir can also tell the modern tragedy best of all. Lyudmila Ulitskaya steps aside, and the choir she has built sounds.
AST, 544 p.