When was it the last time you read some book? Seems like yesterday when my friends and I had organizing book clubs. It’s not like we don’t hang out any more it’s just that awful thing of modernization. We spend more time playing video games, hanging around the internet, talking about new applications for our cell phones. Because of that, I appreciate older times, those times what older people are telling us. Times when thongs weren’t so complicated. My father told me when he had to go on a date with my mother and how he was nervous. He had to dial their phone, and he was nervous if her father, my grandfather, answer it. Then he told me how they went to the movies, and he had to bring her back by ten in the evening. Nowadays, my son just sent a text message to his girlfriend with very short contains, and go and spend all night together. All that grudged me and I started a book club for my friends. They all had to read their homework and had to analyze it on one evening. My friend had the most interesting on the analysis of the book that we had to read, and I wanted to share it with people.
I read Wilhelm Raabe’s book in its original complete German description. The first third of the novel is quite charming, picturing an 18th-century image of the population of a small street Kröppelgasse in a small town Neustadt. Fairly alike to Dickens’ writing method, we find out a lot about the material of culture at this time based on full character studies of its roles. It is a vivid, nuanced, from time to time dreadful image. The leading character Hans Unwirrsch, and his Jewish school buddy Moses Feuerstein are motivated by a desire for schooling, education, and everything that goes beyond their street. They want to live their lives outside of those streets and their hunger, associated with the title of the book, is one of the characters in this book.
In the second third of the book, they do not hang out more after they finished university in a bigger close town. Moses tries to go alone from the social and ethical borders that Germany offered to progressive, capitalist Jewish intelligentsia. Hans remained the straightforward and green if appreciated and valued man dreaming of turning into a community priest. Hans and Moses assemble once more in a big city in a physiological fight of wills mainly characterized as good against evil. Now this is where the tale begins to become boring somewhat closest on tastelessness, and decorated by the very own prejudices of the writer.
The last third of the book leads us to a fishing town at the Baltic Sea, where Hans succeeds with all that he has missing so far; social gratitude, proper love, steady profits. A lot of duplication on the theme of desire, and the right shape of his one proper love and spouse make this part uninteresting analysis, full of ethical lectures, and principally unimpressive characters.