Review: Günter Grass’s “Peeling the Onion”

by writereaderly

gunter grass peeling the onionGrass’s memoir of his early years, through to the composition of his spectacular The Tin Drum – it was entirely for the sake of that book that I read this one, which is also proved its worth. Using the image of peeling the onion’s layers to access his life, Grass is charming in recognising his memory lacunae, repentant in documenting his inattention as his mother dies of cancer, condemnatory of his teenage zeal that willingly lands him in the Nazi SS in WWII. Interesting how even this recounting of his dilatory years seems to reveal an underlying ruthlessness/determination, which seems to be what it takes to make one a Great. Recommended.

Where it came from: Opshop
Time and manner of reading:
Kaleidoscopic reads over a few moving and settling-in weeks
Where it went: BE
Best line of the book:
Reminds me of/that:
Who I’d recommend it to:
Grass fans, fans of an artful memoir
Also reading: Being Alive edited by Neil Astley; Returning the Gift edited by Joseph Bruchac