The same can be said of this novel, in which these two voices clash, harmonize, and ultimately offer up all the mutual recognition and incomprehension that is family life. A miniature tragicomic masterpiece, Markus Werner's second novel is as bursting with life as a Dickens novel: not only Franz's high-strung shenanigans and the father's settled life among the cattle, but the lives of his sister and brother and the land all around.
As in all of Werner's work, the world looks grim ("I sit around, I drink, I brood, I pat myself down for flaws and find many and each evening I say: Starting tomorrow
I'm going to get a grip on myself") but never less than comic--a view captured marvelously in Michael Hofmann's vivid translation.