It’s not quite on the level of Memories of my Melancholy Whores, which I couldn’t even bear to finish, or quite the terror that 1984 was, and doesn’t have the anguish of End of the Affair. In the first essay of this collection, he matte This has to be one of the sadder books I’ve read. Tony Judt died last year of ALS, a degenerative disease that left him increasingly immobile- first just in fingers and toes, then entire arms and legs until he could not move at all. This has to be one of the sadder books I’ve read. All as simply and beautifully arranged as a Swiss chalet-a reassuring refuge deep in the mountains of memory.more Foods and trains and long-lost smells all compete for Judt s attention but for us, he has forged his reflections into an elegant arc of analysis.
#Chalet font weight problems series#
A series of road trips across America lead not just to an appreciation of American history, but to an eventual acquisition of citizenship. Memories of the 1968 student riots of Paris meander through the divergent sex politics of Europe, before concluding that his generation was a revolutionary generation, but missed the revolution.
His youthful love of a particular London bus route evolves into a reflection on public civility and interwar urban planning. Each essay charts some experience or remembrance of the past through the sieve of Tony Judt s prodigious mind. Memories of the 1968 student riots of Paris meander through the diverge The Memory Chalet is a memoir unlike any you have ever read before.
The Memory Chalet is a memoir unlike any you have ever read before.