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The Stalin Front: A Novel of World War II (New York Review Books Classics) (original 1956; edition 2005)

by Gert Ledig, Michael Hofmann (Translator), Michael Hofmann (Introduction)

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Title:The Stalin Front: A Novel of World War II (New York Review Books Classics)
Authors:Gert Ledig
Other authors:Michael Hofmann (Translator), Michael Hofmann (Introduction)
Info:NYRB Classics (2005), Paperback, 198 pages
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Rating:****
Tags:German, c20, read 2012, C20

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The Stalin Front: A Novel of World War II by Gert Ledig (1956)

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This book's action set on the Russian front during World War II is almost all battle action. Despite saying that numerous passages are of such a mordant, macabre black humor while at the same time propelled along by Ledig's intense pared down prose that it's a wonder to me that not all that many readers seem to have heard of him. Ledig seems at times to take an almost perverse joy in describing horrific events in an almost laconic or understated way. For instance the opening paragraphs:

'The Lance-Corporal couldn't turn in his grave, because he didn't have one. Some three versts form Podrova, forty versts south of Leningrad, he had been caught in a salvo of rockets, been thrown up in the air, and with severed hands and head dangling, been impaled on the skeletal branches of what once had been a tree.
The NCO, who was writhing on the ground with a piece of shrapnel in his belly, had no idea what was keeping his machinge gunner. It didn't occur to him to look up. He had his hands full with himself.
The two remaining members of the unit ran off, without bothering about their NCO. If someone had later told them they should have made an effort to fetch the Lance-Corporal down from his tree, they would quite rightly have said he had a screw loose. The Lance-Corporal was already dead, thank God. Half an hour later, when the crippled tree trunk was taken off an inch or two above the ground by a burst of machine-gun fire, his wrecked body came down anyway. In the intervening time, he had also lost a foot. The frayed sleeves of his tunic were oily with blood. By the time he hit the ground, he was just half a man.
With the machine gun out of action, the log-road lay open before Lieutenant Vyacheslav Dotoyev's shock troops. He motioned to the rumbling tank in front of what was left of his little bunch of art students from the Stalin Academy. The chains rattled. Another minute, and what was left of the Lance-Corporal was rolled flat. The budding artists didn't even get a chance to go through his pockets.
Once the tanks had rolled out the Lance-Corporal, a fighter plane loosed off its explosive cannonfire into the mass of shredded uniform, flesh and blood.
After that, the Lance-Corporal was left in peace.

Ledig himself a participant in the Russian campaign--he was a German--takes both sides of the conflict as they struggle over a trench line and the hill that overlooks the surrounding area. Ledig is careful not to take sides--more or less both the Russian and German soldiers are by turns exasperated, confused, vengeful and scared out of their wits. They've been watching each other being blown to bits in their hundreds--corpses and body parts are lying all over the place along with all kinds of mechanized war equipment. Ledig uses blown up Russian tanks and a downed Stuka divebomber almost as exclamation points to show the absurdity and total chaos of his battlefield. Everything gets thrown into the mix. Desertions, suicides, murdering or beating the hell out of prisoners. For all that though one can hardly help laughing at times as when a Russian lieutenant meditates on a captured German captain:

'Another one of those animals, thought the Lieutenant. Here in his cage he behaves like a human being, but put a rifle in his hands and he'll start shooting corpes. What's he doing here? The wolf with his sheep's face. Aren't there enough hills in his own country? I've even seen them myself, green trees, streams, trim villages. No rubbish or muck on their roads. Ears of corns stand upright in the fields like soldiers. But they want to take our marshy forests off us, our dried-out steppes, a few wooden huts...the Lieutenant became incoherent with rage, adrift on a flood of misunderstandings. He would shoot this German.'

In any case this is very violent bloody stuff that looks squarely in the face of people's humanity and their fears. I'm not doubting the authenticity of the experience he puts down either. Ledig as I said above is very 'equal opportunity'. That this book is hilarious at the same time as describing literally a bloodbath makes it something really unique in war fiction. ( )
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"It's 1942, at the Eastern Front. Soldiers crouch in horrible holes in the ground, mingling with corpses. Tunneled beneath a radio mast, German soldiers await the order to blow themselves up. Russian tanks, struggling to break through enemy lines, bog down in a swamp, while a German runner, bearing messages from headquarters to the front, scrambles desperately from shelter to shelter as he tries to avoid getting caught in the action. Through it all, Russian artillery - the crude but devastatingly effective multiple rocket launcher known to the Germans as the Stalin Organ and to the Russians as Katyusha - rains death upon the struggling troops."--BOOK JACKET.… (more)

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