Marta Hillers (1911–2001)
Author of A Woman in Berlin: Eight Weeks in the Conquered City: A Diary
About the Author
Image credit: Marta Hillers (1935)
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- Canonical name
- Hillers, Marta
- Legal name
- Hillers, Marta
- Other names
- Anonyma
- Birthdate
- 1911-05-26 (Krefeld, Germany)
- Date of death
- 2001-06-16 (Basel, Switzerland)
- Gender
- female
- Education
- Sorbonne, Paris
- Occupations
- diarist
journalist - Organizations
- Ins neue Leben, Magazine de jeunesse, Minerva-Verlag (Rédactrice, 19 45, Editeur en chef, 19 48 | 19 50)
Hilf mit, Magazine jeunesse national-socialiste (Rédacteur en chef, 19 41 | 19 45)
Freude und Arbeit, Journal (Secrétaire de rédaction, 19 40 | 19 41)
Soyusphoto = Союзфото, Agence de photo soviétique, Moscou (Assistante germanophone, 19 31 | 19 33)
DEROP, société de négoce allemande de produits pétroliers russes, Düsseldorf (Institutrice, 19 31)
Société Regis, Krefeld (Secrétaire, 19 30 | 19 31) - Relationships
- Marek, Hannelore (Amie, Exécuteur testamentaire)
Marek, Kurt W. (Ami)
Löbel, Bruni (Amie)
Hillers, Hans Wolfgang (Cousin)
Dietschy, Karl (Epoux, 19 55 | 19 70) - Short biography
- Eine Frau in Berlin (English translation: A Woman in Berlin) was first published anonymously in 1954. An English-language version of the book, re-issued in 2005, listed Hannelore Marek, executor of Hillers' literary estate, as the copyright holder. Marta Hillers' identity as the author was revealed (against her wish) after her death by Jens Bisky, literary editor of the Süddeutsche Zeitung. Hillers was a magazine and newspaper journalist living in Berlin when the Soviets captured the city at the end of World War II. She kept a detailed diary, on which the book is based. She married in the 1950s and moved to Switzerland, giving up journalism. A Woman in Berlin was her only book. A film based on it was released in Germany and Poland in 2008.
- Nationality
- Germany
- Birthplace
- Krefeld, Nordrhein-Westfalen, Germany
- Places of residence
- Berlin, Germany
Geneva, Switzerland
Paris, Île-de-France, France - Place of death
- Basel, Basel-Stadt, Switzerland
- Map Location
- Germany
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*A Woman in Berlin* by A Woman in Berlin feels less like a war memoir and more like watching a human consciousness contract and expand under pressure. What surprised me most was not the brutality, though there is plenty of that, but how intellectual and philosophical the narration is. Anonymous is clearly highly educated and deeply reflective. She is not emotionally distant, but analytical, constantly examining what the collapse of Berlin is doing to her morality, beliefs, identity, and show more understanding of humanity.
The diary begins with a wider lens: war, politics, soldiers, society, the machinery of collapse. But as conditions worsen, her world physically and psychologically narrows until life becomes centered around the attic, food, survival, and avoiding danger. Then, when circumstances improve even slightly, her world expands again. The structure of the book mirrors survival itself, shrinking and stretching with each new crisis.
What struck me most is that she never fully retreats from humanity. Even after repeated trauma, she continues to go outside, barter, observe, speak to people, and engage with the ruined society around her. She remains curious about people even when people are dangerous. That tension gives the memoir much of its power.
The book is also unflinching about sexual violence. At first, the assaults come randomly from Soviet soldiers. Later, like many women in Berlin, she makes calculated choices to attach herself to higher-ranking officers in hopes of gaining some protection from constant assault. The memoir refuses to simplify these choices into heroism or shame. Women, young and old alike, were forced into impossible negotiations for survival. Anonymous presents this reality with painful honesty.
What makes this memoir extraordinary is that it complicates the comforting simplicity of liberation narratives. Most people are understandably relieved that the Soviet army entered Berlin and ended the Nazi regime. But this book forces the reader to confront who paid the immediate human price for that victory: women, children, and the elderly civilians left behind in the ruins. Not generals, not politicians, not the architects of the war, but ordinary people trapped beneath history as it rolled over them like tank tracks through wet plaster. show less
The diary begins with a wider lens: war, politics, soldiers, society, the machinery of collapse. But as conditions worsen, her world physically and psychologically narrows until life becomes centered around the attic, food, survival, and avoiding danger. Then, when circumstances improve even slightly, her world expands again. The structure of the book mirrors survival itself, shrinking and stretching with each new crisis.
What struck me most is that she never fully retreats from humanity. Even after repeated trauma, she continues to go outside, barter, observe, speak to people, and engage with the ruined society around her. She remains curious about people even when people are dangerous. That tension gives the memoir much of its power.
The book is also unflinching about sexual violence. At first, the assaults come randomly from Soviet soldiers. Later, like many women in Berlin, she makes calculated choices to attach herself to higher-ranking officers in hopes of gaining some protection from constant assault. The memoir refuses to simplify these choices into heroism or shame. Women, young and old alike, were forced into impossible negotiations for survival. Anonymous presents this reality with painful honesty.
What makes this memoir extraordinary is that it complicates the comforting simplicity of liberation narratives. Most people are understandably relieved that the Soviet army entered Berlin and ended the Nazi regime. But this book forces the reader to confront who paid the immediate human price for that victory: women, children, and the elderly civilians left behind in the ruins. Not generals, not politicians, not the architects of the war, but ordinary people trapped beneath history as it rolled over them like tank tracks through wet plaster. show less
Devastating. This is a nasty story in many ways. Drunken soldiers, mass rape of women and children. Cruelty. Pettiness. The author several times quotes about man being a wolf to other men- sort of a comment on "humanity" that is inhumanity really, in much the same way Christians aren't very Christian (or humane) when they preach hate. Nonetheless, it is a fascinating look at the real cost of war- the ones politicians and generals don't think about. On the other hand, it is also a tribute to show more the resourcefulness and resilience of women, who bore more than their fair share of the costs of war. show less
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A Woman in Berlin is the diary of an anonymous resident of Berlin during and after the final defeat of the Third Reich, from 20 April to 22 June. It's an intense, closely observed account of how an entire society and system of government collapses, and then the first steps to restoring it to a state of order, though under foreign occupation and with a new ideology being imposed on the disempowered inhabitants.
If that were all, it would still be a show more really valuable account of catastrophic endings and stumbling beginnings at a truly historical moment for Europe. But that is not all. From 27 April to 7 May, the writer, and pretty much every woman in Berlin who did not manage to hide, was raped repeatedly by Russian soldiers (strictly, Soviet soldiers; she mentions some from other parts of the USSR). I guess I've always known that this was an integral part of the collapse of the Eastern Front, but it's quite another matter to read a first person account. The details are calmly recounted, as the Russians arrive and take what they want, using German homes and bodies with no need for restraint and encountering little resistance (but no consent). It's a collective experience for the women of Berlin, and to an extent their few remaining men who are unable to intervene; but also an intensely personal and individual one for every woman affected. This grim situation is not unique to Germany in 1945, but it can rarely have been better described.
And yet those 11 days of constant rape are less than a fifth of the time period covered by the diary. On 8 May, VE Day, Berliners, women and men, wake up to the abrupt disappearance of the Russians and then the gradual restoration of civil authority after total catastrophe. The writer, aged 34 in 1945, later moved to Switzerland, and after the brutal reception of her diary when published in Germany in 1959, decided that it would not see light again in her lifetime. She died in 2001, and her identity is now pretty well established; it was republished in 2003 and a 2008 film is based on it.
A few years back I found a fascinating short film of scenes from Berlin in July 1945. The general absence of men is very notable. But every single woman we see must have been through the same experience.
This is a really gripping book, if a very tough read. show less
A Woman in Berlin is the diary of an anonymous resident of Berlin during and after the final defeat of the Third Reich, from 20 April to 22 June. It's an intense, closely observed account of how an entire society and system of government collapses, and then the first steps to restoring it to a state of order, though under foreign occupation and with a new ideology being imposed on the disempowered inhabitants.
If that were all, it would still be a show more really valuable account of catastrophic endings and stumbling beginnings at a truly historical moment for Europe. But that is not all. From 27 April to 7 May, the writer, and pretty much every woman in Berlin who did not manage to hide, was raped repeatedly by Russian soldiers (strictly, Soviet soldiers; she mentions some from other parts of the USSR). I guess I've always known that this was an integral part of the collapse of the Eastern Front, but it's quite another matter to read a first person account. The details are calmly recounted, as the Russians arrive and take what they want, using German homes and bodies with no need for restraint and encountering little resistance (but no consent). It's a collective experience for the women of Berlin, and to an extent their few remaining men who are unable to intervene; but also an intensely personal and individual one for every woman affected. This grim situation is not unique to Germany in 1945, but it can rarely have been better described.
And yet those 11 days of constant rape are less than a fifth of the time period covered by the diary. On 8 May, VE Day, Berliners, women and men, wake up to the abrupt disappearance of the Russians and then the gradual restoration of civil authority after total catastrophe. The writer, aged 34 in 1945, later moved to Switzerland, and after the brutal reception of her diary when published in Germany in 1959, decided that it would not see light again in her lifetime. She died in 2001, and her identity is now pretty well established; it was republished in 2003 and a 2008 film is based on it.
A few years back I found a fascinating short film of scenes from Berlin in July 1945. The general absence of men is very notable. But every single woman we see must have been through the same experience.
This is a really gripping book, if a very tough read. show less
A powerful but bleak read -- here are eight weeks of diary entries (April 20 - June 22, 1945) by a German woman (Journalist Marta Hillers) living in Berlin, just before and after the end of World War II. It is a dark tale of mass rape (by conquering Soviet soldiers), starvation, widespread lawlessness, and human desperation.
I think those of us who live in the U.S. often forget how lucky we were that our mainland was not bombed during World War II. Because this book certainly paints a savage show more portrait of how the end of the war looked in Europe. Or in any of the areas that were badly damaged, where shortages were already widespread before the war's end, and where the end of the war actually unleashed a new kind of brutality that made life even more difficult. It's certainly not the image most of us have of crowds gathering in New York's Time Square, kissing strangers and throwing confetti.
In essence, Berlin in 1945 was in chaos. Scrounging for food, everyday, was the universal preoccupation. Services were non-existent. No jobs, government, banks, running water, electricity, mass transit, or news media. Heavily damaged buildings forced people to randomly seek shelter with neighbors or friends, only to be suddenly kicked out if food ran short. Information was so scarce that no one had any idea what was happening from day to day.
Hardly ANY women (young or old) escaped rape. It was so pervasive, with some women attacked multiple times a day, that many began to accept it as just another regular feature of daily life.
The lesson I took away is that when society's civilizing rules are stripped away and people are forced to struggle everyday for their very survival, there is an opportunity to see both the worst and best humans under stress will do. At one moment, you find yourself warmed by an unexpected act of kindness or generosity. The next, you witness people ransacking their neighbor's meager possessions or stealing food from family members. And you will find yourself celebrating even the small victories -- when boards are nailed up to keep soldiers from spontaneously entering a damaged apartment, when flowing water returns to a faucet, when a public bus means someone doesn't have to walk 12 miles to work.
This book has an interesting history. It was first published in 1954 in the US and translated into seven languages -- all with reasonable success. But when published in Germany, anonymously, in 1959, the book was reviled. Readers were horrified at the pragmatic descriptions of German women taking Soviet lovers, to ensure protection and food. And they accused the author of besmirching the honor of both German women AND German men (who were unable to protect the women). The book was so criticized that the author refused to have another edition published in her lifetime. But when Hillers died in 2001, and the book WAS republished, it won widespread critical acclaim, even in Germany.
If you a student of World War II or interested in the subject of war and how it impacts us humans -- you should definitely read this one. Just understand going in, that you probably will find it hard going. show less
I think those of us who live in the U.S. often forget how lucky we were that our mainland was not bombed during World War II. Because this book certainly paints a savage show more portrait of how the end of the war looked in Europe. Or in any of the areas that were badly damaged, where shortages were already widespread before the war's end, and where the end of the war actually unleashed a new kind of brutality that made life even more difficult. It's certainly not the image most of us have of crowds gathering in New York's Time Square, kissing strangers and throwing confetti.
In essence, Berlin in 1945 was in chaos. Scrounging for food, everyday, was the universal preoccupation. Services were non-existent. No jobs, government, banks, running water, electricity, mass transit, or news media. Heavily damaged buildings forced people to randomly seek shelter with neighbors or friends, only to be suddenly kicked out if food ran short. Information was so scarce that no one had any idea what was happening from day to day.
Hardly ANY women (young or old) escaped rape. It was so pervasive, with some women attacked multiple times a day, that many began to accept it as just another regular feature of daily life.
The lesson I took away is that when society's civilizing rules are stripped away and people are forced to struggle everyday for their very survival, there is an opportunity to see both the worst and best humans under stress will do. At one moment, you find yourself warmed by an unexpected act of kindness or generosity. The next, you witness people ransacking their neighbor's meager possessions or stealing food from family members. And you will find yourself celebrating even the small victories -- when boards are nailed up to keep soldiers from spontaneously entering a damaged apartment, when flowing water returns to a faucet, when a public bus means someone doesn't have to walk 12 miles to work.
This book has an interesting history. It was first published in 1954 in the US and translated into seven languages -- all with reasonable success. But when published in Germany, anonymously, in 1959, the book was reviled. Readers were horrified at the pragmatic descriptions of German women taking Soviet lovers, to ensure protection and food. And they accused the author of besmirching the honor of both German women AND German men (who were unable to protect the women). The book was so criticized that the author refused to have another edition published in her lifetime. But when Hillers died in 2001, and the book WAS republished, it won widespread critical acclaim, even in Germany.
If you a student of World War II or interested in the subject of war and how it impacts us humans -- you should definitely read this one. Just understand going in, that you probably will find it hard going. show less
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