When I heard that Heather Morris had written a sequel to The Tattoist of Auschwitz, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it.
Cilka, who we meet in Lale and Gita’s story, trades one hell for another as she is liberated by Soviet troops but accused of collaborating with the Nazis and sent to an infamous gulag in Siberia. There she faces the same obstacles she did in Auschwitz: how to survive at all costs without sacrificing her humanity.
Morris does an amazing job at bringing her characters vividly to life. The book moves at a fast pace, and I stayed up way too late finishing it last night. I was thoroughly invested in each character and the story was emotionally wrenching. I found all of the characters to be very believable.
But there were some flaws. I felt that a few of the minor characters and their story lines were underdeveloped, and the dialogue was anachronistic at times. But, the positives significantly outweighed the negatives. I also loved how Morris showed us that rape is rape, even if the man perpetrating it isn’t as monstrous as the other men.
Once again, I feel like the book read at times more like a screenplay than a novel. But I don’t think this is a bad thing, just an interesting style. I would love to see a miniseries based on these books. Thank you to Netgalley and St Martin’s Press for my free digital copy!
Cilka, who we meet in Lale and Gita’s story, trades one hell for another as she is liberated by Soviet troops but accused of collaborating with the Nazis and sent to an infamous gulag in Siberia. There she faces the same obstacles she did in Auschwitz: how to survive at all costs without sacrificing her humanity.
Morris does an amazing job at bringing her characters vividly to life. The book moves at a fast pace, and I stayed up way too late finishing it last night. I was thoroughly invested in each character and the story was emotionally wrenching. I found all of the characters to be very believable.
But there were some flaws. I felt that a few of the minor characters and their story lines were underdeveloped, and the dialogue was anachronistic at times. But, the positives significantly outweighed the negatives. I also loved how Morris showed us that rape is rape, even if the man perpetrating it isn’t as monstrous as the other men.
Once again, I feel like the book read at times more like a screenplay than a novel. But I don’t think this is a bad thing, just an interesting style. I would love to see a miniseries based on these books. Thank you to Netgalley and St Martin’s Press for my free digital copy!