I've been wanting to read these two for like 12 years now. I love love love Night. I think it is one of the greatest novels ever, and since the three are a series I figured these two would also be memoirs. Turns out they are not, which is kind of weird. But the author's note on Dawn mentions he always wondered if he had left the camps and went to Palestine instead of France, this would have happened. Which is why the books are fascinating. I always read stuff about the Holocaust but you never really get to look into how the survivors lives after the Holocaust were affected.
The philosophy he explores is pretty fascinating. I don't think I fully understood it, as I'm sure it's impossible for anyone to fully understand what a Holocaust survivor who feels responsible for letting his father die just two days before freedom can feel.
Apparently many of the details in Day are factual. Which I love because it makes me think he and his wife had such a fantastic relationship and after you spend so much time not being able to love yourself, you deserve someone who loves you like she did. Her recent translation of Night is my personal favorite. Partly, just because I think it is endearing that she bothered to translate it at all. What's strange to me is that he never translated them (or, why he'd write them in French anyway . . . he speaks fine English).
Anyway, I'm not really discussing the books much here, cause as I said I didn't really get them. Plus I read them almost two weeks ago and they are so short I just whizzed through them. They are worth reading. I just don't really see how they are a series though.
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