My thoughts....4.5 stars
Anna Benz is an American expatriate living in a suburb of Zurich .
Anna and Bruno have three children, Victor, Charles, and Polly. From the
outside Anna’s life seems wonderful.
Anna exerts little effort, even in the beginning, to become
a part of the community she lives in, preferring the fringes. She’s never
bothered to get a license and finally, after living in Dietlikon nine years and
learning the minimum German necessary to get by, she begins German classes.
Anna’s also in psychoanalysis, suggested by Bruno to fix
what he terms “her misery”, where she uses her expensive session time to play
word games with Doktor Messerli. The snippets are revealing yet secretive at
the same time.
Bits of Roland explaining the German language and grammar
serve as a complement to Anna’s sessions, memories, and present situation.
On one page you may have the present, a session fragment, a
bit from German class, and one or two memories. The jumps are disconcerting at
first but clarify Anna’s thoughts and actions in the best possible way. It also
ensures your complete attention.
HAUSFRAU is elegantly and beautifully written. Ms. Essbaum’s
word selections, combinations, and descriptions were so enjoyable that there
were times I would re-read for the lyrical flow and pleasure of it. In stark
contrast the sexual passages were, no doubt intentionally, vulgar and
blunt.
Personally speaking, Anna went beyond ennui. After extremely
brief periods of actual participation, Anna seems to prefer passivity, allowing
life to happen to her. She drifts and acquiesces, negating responsibility
because she obviously had no choice, right? This behavior is a life trend for
Anna, not just an acquired behavior since moving to Switzerland .
This quiescent attitude made it difficult to relate to Anna even while being
drawn to her story, akin to rubbernecking at a wreck. We always have and make
our own choices, acknowledged or otherwise, and passivity can often carry a
high price.
HAUSFRAU isn’t an easy read but it is rewarding. On many
levels it’s disturbing with tough questions asked of Anna and by extension,
readers.
I may not have particularly liked or understood Anna but her
story affected me. After reading the last words I sat, saddened and thoughtful,
thousands of miles away on a train platform in Wipkingen with Anna as she
finally understood and accepted her true self. In the end there was no other
choice, was there?
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