Word: katine
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...memoirs put such phony sensationalism to shame. Notably, both are by women, whose childhood stories have become increasingly visible in this medium thanks to the popularity of Marjane Satrapi's Persepolis, a two-volume remembrance of growing up in post-revolution Iran. We Are On Our Own by Miriam Katin recalls the author's early childhood living secretly as a Jew in Nazi-occupied Hungary. Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic, by Alison Bechdel takes place in suburban Pennsylvania, where the author's father led a secret double life. Though wildly divergent in setting, tone and approach, both books share...
...Miriam Katin's We Are On Our Own (Drawn & Quarterly; 128 pages; $20) can be read in less than hour, thanks to its page-turning true tale of life and death during the Nazi occupation of Hungary. Still, the return on such a short investment of time is an unforgettable tale of a mother's courage in the face of nightmarish cruelty. Along the way, it explores the precarious nature of religious faith, which for some can be stretched too thin for suspension...
...recalls Katin's mother, Esther Levy, who takes care of two-year-old Miriam alone in Nazi-occupied Budapest while her husband fights in the Hungarian army. The book opens with the urbane and middle class Esther sharing coffee with her best friend, discussing how the Nazi death trap was closing in. "I received an order to hand over the dog today," she says, as Miriam feeds ice cream to little Rexy. First denied their pets, the Jews of Budapest are soon commanded to leave behind all their possessions and report to the ghetto. Hearing rumors of round-ups from...
...pieces Mrs. Brown has produced are pleasant enough. On this record, half of them are played by her, and half by pianist Peter Katin, Mrs. Brown's playing is definitely not inspired, in any sense of the word. Pedestrian is a more apt description. The pieces Katin plays are somewhat boring: a "Beethoven" Bayatelle which is just that, a piece of little interest revolving around an absurdly simple little figure; a pensive, delicate, yet only mildly competent "Schubert" Moment Musicale; a "Chopin" Impromptu in F Minor which is rather heavy and plodding; and so on through Lizst, Debussy, and Brahms...