An altogether fine account of a life spent doing good—and, ultimately, evil.
“To die for your ideas is the most radical of fairy tales”: thus the moral of this evocative portrait by the son and heir of Italian publisher and political activist Giangiacomo Feltrinelli.
Feltrinelli père died in 1972 near Milan while apparently trying to blow up a power pylon, an act of disruption in the near-trademark style of his newfound friends in the Red Brigades. He had lived a fairy-tale life, indeed: the heir to a lumber fortune won in the waning days of the Habsburg Empire, Feltrinelli enjoyed every privilege, was pampered by doting relatives—including a mother who was fond of shooting deer from the rear window of her Rolls-Royce—and was groomed to bring even greater fortune to his family. Whereas Giangiacomo’s father was friendly with the fascist regime (if sometimes critical of “Mussolini and his gang of toadies”), Giangiacomo joined the Communist resistance during WWII and emerged in the postwar era as one of Italy’s most capable political organizers. With the blessing of the Communist Party, he founded the publishing imprint that today bears his name, issuing a list of paperbacks that formed a syllabus for would-be radicals; the first titles he published, in 1955, were Bertrand Russell’s The Scourge of the Swastika and Jawaharlal Nehru’s Autobiography. Soon thereafter he acquired rights to Boris Pasternak’s Doctor Zhivago, which would likely never have seen print without Feltrinelli’s efforts; Carlo Feltrinelli’s account of the tangled history of the great novel’s publication is among the best there is and will be of great interest to students of dissident literature. The son writes with affection for his father, though he is at a loss to understand how Feltrinelli evolved from more or less orthodox Communist into terrorist, even while refusing to give up his yachts and nice cars and other perquisites of wealth.
An altogether fine account of a life spent doing good—and, ultimately, evil.Pub Date: Nov. 1, 2002
ISBN: 0-15-100558-3
Page Count: 352
Publisher: Harcourt
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2002
The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children.
He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.
Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.
“The Mongols swept across the globe as conquerors,” writes the appreciative pop anthropologist-historian Weatherford (The History of Money, 1997, etc.), “but also as civilization’s unrivaled cultural carriers.”
No business-secrets fluffery here, though Weatherford does credit Genghis Khan and company for seeking “not merely to conquer the world but to impose a global order based on free trade, a single international law, and a universal alphabet with which to write all the languages of the world.” Not that the world was necessarily appreciative: the Mongols were renowned for, well, intemperance in war and peace, even if Weatherford does go rather lightly on the atrocities-and-butchery front. Instead, he accentuates the positive changes the Mongols, led by a visionary Genghis Khan, brought to the vast territories they conquered, if ever so briefly: the use of carpets, noodles, tea, playing cards, lemons, carrots, fabrics, and even a few words, including the cheer hurray. (Oh, yes, and flame throwers, too.) Why, then, has history remembered Genghis and his comrades so ungenerously? Whereas Geoffrey Chaucer considered him “so excellent a lord in all things,” Genghis is a byword for all that is savage and terrible; the word “Mongol” figures, thanks to the pseudoscientific racism of the 19th century, as the root of “mongoloid,” a condition attributed to genetic throwbacks to seed sown by Mongol invaders during their decades of ravaging Europe. (Bad science, that, but Dr. Down’s son himself argued that imbeciles “derived from an earlier form of the Mongol stock and should be considered more ‘pre-human, rather than human.’ ”) Weatherford’s lively analysis restores the Mongols’ reputation, and it takes some wonderful learned detours—into, for instance, the history of the so-called Secret History of the Mongols, which the Nazis raced to translate in the hope that it would help them conquer Russia, as only the Mongols had succeeded in doing.
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.Pub Date: March 2, 2004
ISBN: 0-609-61062-7
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Crown
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2003
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