One summer’s afternoon in 1981, a factory owner, Christiaan Dudok, is found dead in his study having taken his own life. He has left no suicide note, but on his desk is a newspaper from 2 April 1942, reporting on the bombing of the north German town of Lübeck. The list of the dead includes the highlighted name of Julia Bender. As a young man finishing his studies in Lübeck in 1938, Christiaan is irresistibly drawn to Julia, a courageous German who has emphatically rejected the Nazi regime. But that same year he is forced to leave both Germany and the woman he loves, even though he suspects that he is making the greatest mistake of his life .Julia is the story of a life lived wrongly, of a love so great that it endures for decades, and yet still fails. Fear of life and loss of courage, and terrifying inhuman fanaticism are the compelling themes explored in Otto de Kat’s elegantly accomplished, elegiac novel.
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Reviews
'A masterpiece' Peter Henning, Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung.
''A sequence of memories beautifully linked together by the images drifting through the mind of a man waiting to die' Guardian.
'An excellent storyline ... vivid descriptions and easy poetic language' Historical Novels Review.
'De Kat's ambition of theme is served by astonishing tautness of construction and spareness of language' Independent.
'Extraordinary ... It is as chilling as it is sad and familiar' Irish Times.
'Emotionally shattering, it is also distinguished by logical intricacy of art and precision of detail' Paul Binding, T.L.S. Books of the Year.
'A monumental little book' Roger Cox, Scotsman.
'Julia is a book that goes straight to the heart' Vrij Nederland.
An affecting study of regret . . . A compelling account of how conflicts tear apart lives
What is most striking in this novel is de Kat's use of the Dutchman's slightly distanced perspective to pinpoint what was most unsettling about this time: through him we register the terrible energy and torpor of a moment when it seems impossible for ordinary Germans to stop the march or step out of line, and yet unconscionable for them not to try