This is the Booker prize winning novel on a very serious subject of the holocaust. And I didn’t finish it. I feel bad, like I was obliged to find it brilliant and moving as so many other people have.
The subject matter really is moving and the darkest subject there is. The story has an element of hope too however. It tells the story of Oscar Schindler a Czechoslovakian businessman living under Nazi rule during World War II. He uses his wealth, power and influence to save as many Jews as he can. The book was made into a film, retitled Schindler’s List, which won a record number of Oscars. It is based on a true story and real people.
I guess with the subject matter it’s not the kind of book you expect to enjoy but I have to say I didn’t find it hugely moving or engaging either. The style didn’t pull me in. Keneally moves between short, often harrowing, stories of Jewish families before quickly moving on to another individual’s or group’s story. The only constant character is Oscar, but I never really felt I ever really got to know him well either. I think it is probably intentionally arranged like this, it would be easier for the reader to follow if we stuck with one group of characters but perhaps part of Keneally’s take is to show how many horrifying stories there were and not give any one the focus of the book. There was one tale I particularly liked with elements of joy about a couple who fell in love and married while confined to a work camp, their friends and family help them court, marry and even attempt a wedding night all in secret without the guards finding them out – it was almost funny! Then we left the couple after only six pages or so – I was left wanting to follow their story for good or ill. Other books I have read about the Holocaust recently have been Diary of a Young Girl and The Boy in Stripped Pyjamas, these tales make the holocaust human and almost manageable by focusing on a small tight experience, Keneally leaves the holocaust vast and hard to imagine or relate to. It’s admirable but it just wasn’t for me, I constantly found myself wishing I was reading a factual book instead or that it would start to take on a more conventional storytelling approach, I found myself having to be disciplined about picking it up and reading it was slow going until I eventually gave it up with about 100 pages to go.
I’m not sure if I failed or the book did.