An NYRB Classics Original Winner of the Oxford-Weidenfeld Translation Prize and the Prix Femina ÉtrangerThe Door is an unsettling exploration of the relationship between two very different women. Magda is a writer, educated, married to an academic, public-spirited, with an on-again-off-again... show more
An NYRB Classics Original Winner of the Oxford-Weidenfeld Translation Prize and the Prix Femina ÉtrangerThe Door is an unsettling exploration of the relationship between two very different women. Magda is a writer, educated, married to an academic, public-spirited, with an on-again-off-again relationship to Hungary’s Communist authorities. Emerence is a peasant, illiterate
Publisher: NYRB Classics
Pages no: 288
Edition language: English
, European Literature
, Historical Fiction
, Literary Fiction
, 20th Century
, Hungarian Literature
I found the atmosphere of this novel to be full of darkness and despair. The friendship between two woman, one an up and coming author, the other an older woman revered on the street. Emerence is a character I will not soon forget, a woman who has seen much, sheltered unbiasedly different people th...
Now for the film. IMDB blurb: First of all this is a Hungarian made film and using Hungarian actors with the exception of Britains Helen Mirren - and it is entirely in English. <
bookshelves: published-1987, translation, one-penny-wonder, hungary, paper-read, spring-2011, dog-steals-the-show, bedside, historical-fiction Recommended to ☯Bettie☯ by: Spotted 4* result on Libbeth's profile Read from May 08 to 13, 2011 Translated by Len Rix. First line: I seldom dream.from w...
Magda Szabó lauded as Hungary's foremost female writer was renowned in Western Europe for her powerful prose and memorable heroines. She won France's Prix Femina Étranger for The Door in 2003; it is considered her most notable achievement. Written in 1987, the Door tells the story of the strange and...
Johannes Brahms can make autumn leaves dance in one of nature’s most graceful circle. The chill in the air was about to birth the season’s very first snowflake. The clatter of rusty shovels being removed equated to the asinine banters of old women gossiping on the porch. After the death of its final...