The Appointment

The unnamed narrator of this novel is taking a tram journey from her home to the office where she has been summoned - yet again - to be interviewed about her alleged crimes against the Romanian state. Along the way, she reflects on the other passengers in the tram, on her current and previous husbands, her family and in-laws, her neighbours, and the circumstances that led her to the point of making a small and rather futile gesture against the authority of the régime. Her observation of the small details of everyday life is almost brutally sharp in its focus, as the stream-of-consciousness builds up a composite picture of the way living under a corrupt authoritarian government distorts and coarsens everything in life, down to the most show more trivial level, with madness, alcohol and suicide appearing as the only viable ways out.

It's an interesting contrast with Herztier, the other of her novels that I've read: there the character was a young intellectual who was driven to write, whilst here it's a woman who strongly distrusts the written word (or anything else that leaves a record), but has nonetheless started to note down details of the physical world around her because her faith in reality is so shaken that she no longer trusts that there will be the same number of lampposts along the street from one day to the next. Magnificent, but very painful writing.

(I wonder why it is that Müller's titles so rarely survive translation to English? The plain ones become extravagant - Herztier -> The land of green plums, Atemschaukel -> The hunger angel - and the extravagant ones plain Heute wär ich mir lieber nicht begegnet -> The Appointment, Der Mensch ist ein großer Fasan auf der Welt -> The Passport) show less

'Strange, lyrical and disturbing'
By sally tarbox on 10 Feb. 2013
Format: Kindle Edition
The unnamed narrator of this work is a young woman working in a clothing factory in Ceaucescu's Romania. From the first sentence we know that she has been 'summoned' for further interrogation on her 'crime' of smuggling out notes in the clothing consignments in the hope of getting an Italian husband and escaping. As she awaits the appointment and then as she makes the tram journey to the place of interrogation, we follow her thoughts and recollections. She thinks of her current partner, Paul; recalls her dead friend Lilli; looks at the world around her:
'The park was a sheer wall of blackish green, the sky clutching at the trees.'
Without Ms Muller show more giving us too much explicit detail about what went on, she manages to create an immensely chilling book. The constantly watching other people, wondering if they are spies... The way that false crimes could be attributed to you by anyone you upset...An entire society, many members of whom are paying lip service to a regime they don't support, through fear and hope of 'moving up the ladder' if they comply:
'First he was a fascist; later he said he'd been in the Communist underground...Anyone poor became a Communist. So did many rich people who didn't want to end up in a camp. Now my father's dead and if there's a heaven up there, you can be sure he's claiming to be a Christian.'
Absolutely rivetting book which I would say needs a second read to help you pick up on all the symbols and motifs that pepper the pages. show less

[The Appointment] was one of the works taken into consideration when [[Herta Muller]] was given the Nobel Prize in 2009. Muller was born in Romania in 1953 and emigrated to Germany in 1987. Her work, including [The Appointment] deals with life in Romania under communist rule.

In many ways this book reminds me of other works of German literature in that there is very little (almost no) plot. The entire story takes place during a 90 minute tram ride the main character takes from her home to her appointment with a secret police officer for interrogation and consists of her mental wanderings through her recent life. The book is difficult to read because the life it described is numbingly difficult and dreary but also because the story moves show more so slowly and doesn't go much of any where. I think, though, that it is one of the book's strengths because it causes the reader to get more of a sense of the emotional state of the characters than a more vivid description would. In the end the main character concludes "The trick is not to go mad" and I could really understand that she would feel that way. show less

A challenging book about Romania under Ceauşescu where suspicion and secret police are slowly driving most of the citizens mad including the narrator. Had it not been a book club selection, I would not have persevered. I am glad I finished but reluctant to start another by this Nobel-award winning author. Her imagination and prose mirror well the narrator's distraction and fear and resignment. It would be interesting to read in the original German.

Very well-written, very strange and forboding in a Kafkaesque way. She's being interrogated by a powerful person in the government; on her way to her appointment we find out many details of her life, meticulously observed; but we never find out what happens to her, which of course is deliberate. Too unsettling and unresolved for a 5, but a book that will stay with me for a while.

Like all Muller’s books, this is grim but well worth reading. A woman in Ceaucescu's Romania is summoned, not for the first time, to a meeting with a secret policeman. The whole novel takes place in her head as she travels to the appointment on the tram. Her previous husband and family history, her current husband's descent into alcoholism, the death of her friends and the madness of so many people around her are all gradually brought into focus. The great strength of the book is that it makes her appointment seem not to be the worst of life in that place - the society she lives in is so poisoned that almost everybody is suffering just as badly as she is, albeit in different ways. It's not one I rushed to pick up again, but as an show more effective portrait of a time and place, it's hard to beat. I wish my German was up to reading the original. show less

A conversation on Twitter late one night after I had imbibed a portion or two of wine turned to laureates of the Nobel Prize for Literature (writers, not fucking folk singers), and female laureates in particular, and, well, before I knew it, I’d gone and bought a couple books by female Nobel laureates on the web site of a very large online retailer. The first was this, The Appointment by Herta Müller, a German writer who, despite her name is, er, actually Romanian. Her family belonged to the German-speaking minority in Romania, but in 1987 she was given permission to leave and settle in Germany after many years of trying. Her most successful novel to date has been 2009’s The Hunger Angel, and that same year she was awarded the show more Nobel Prize for Literature. Until prompted to look her up by the aforementioned Twitter conversation, I had not even heard of Müller or her fiction. But I bought The Appointment, and read it on a trip to, and from, Leeds one Saturday. The Appointment was published in Germany – she is, despite her origin, probably best considered a German writer – but the novel is set in Romania, as indeed is apparently much of her fiction. The title refers to the meeting the narrator has with Albu, a major in the Romanian secret police. The narrator used to work in a garment factory, whose products were mostly destined for export – and in a shipment of trousers destined for Italy, she hid a series of notes, asking to be rescued, through marriage, by an Italian man. But the notes were found and she was reported to management. Unfortunately, she had a bad relationship with her manager, and when a later series of notes were found, critical of the regime, she was blamed and sacked. And forced to attend interrogation sessions with Major Albu. It’s grim stuff. I’ve visited Romania – it’s a lovely country, full of lovely people – but the Ceaucescu regime was brutal and Müller pulls no punches in depicting how it impacted the lives of ordinary people. I’m in two minds whether to read more Müller – she writes in a style I like, present tense and slightly distant, and while I’m not especially keen on first-person narratives it works extremely well here; but the story is punishingly hard to read. Having said that, writing about the book for this blog post is sort of persuading me to try something else by her… show less