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Series: NYRB Classics
ISBN: 9781681374352
Pages: 224
Publication Date: March 24, 2020

Marrow and Bone

by Walter Kempowski, translated from the German by Charlotte Collins


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West Germany, 1988, just before the fall of the Berlin Wall: Jonathan Fabrizius, a middle-aged erstwhile journalist, has a comfortable existence in Hamburg, bankrolled by his furniture-manufacturing uncle. He lives with his girlfriend Ulla, who collects artistic representations of torture, in a grand, decrepit, pre-war house that just by chance escaped annihilation by the Allied bombers. One day Jonathan receives a package in the mail from the Santubara Company, a luxury car company commissioning him to travel in their newest V8 model through the People's Republic of Poland and to write about the route for a car rally. Little does the marketing department that came up with this PR trip to the east know that their choice location is Jonathan's birthplace: for Jonathan is a war orphan from former East Prussia whose mother breathed her last fleeing the Russians and whose father, a Nazi soldier, was killed on the Baltic coast. At first Jonathan has no interest in the job, or dredging up ancient family history, but as his relationship with Ulla starts to wane, the idea of a return to his unknown birthplace, and the money to be made from the gig, becomes more appealing. What follows is a darkly comic road trip, a queasy misadventure of West German tourists in Communist Poland, and a reckoning that is by turns subtle, satiric, and genuine. Marrow and Bone is an uncomfortably funny and revelatory odyssey by one of the most talented and nuanced writers of postwar Germany.


[Marrow and Bone] walks a tightrope between black humor and horror . . . the past bleeds, unasked and largely unremarked, into the present; in the end, neither German suffering nor German guilt can be suppressed.
The Guardian

Fresh, wise, very funny and intuitive . . . Kemposki’s laconic, all-knowing voice is impressively in evidence here in Charlotte Collins’s nuanced, ironic translation.
Financial Times

A pathos-filled black comedy of errors.
The Daily Telegraph

Subtly devastating.
The Times Literary Supplement