Rudi van Dantzig (1933–2012)
Autor de For a Lost Soldier
Sobre El Autor
Créditos de la imagen: Rudi van Dantzig in 1979 [credit: Rob Bogaerts / Anefo; source: Nationaal Archief]
Obras de Rudi van Dantzig
Life Behind the Metaphor NUREYEV 2 copias
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Etiquetado
Conocimiento común
- Nombre canónico
- Dantzig, Rudi van
- Nombre legal
- Dantzig, Rudi van
- Fecha de nacimiento
- 1933-08-04
- Fecha de fallecimiento
- 2012-01-19
- Lugar de sepultura
- Cremated
- Género
- male
- Nacionalidad
- Nederland
- Lugar de nacimiento
- Amsterdam, Nederland
- Lugar de fallecimiento
- Amsterdam, Nederland
- Ocupaciones
- Balletdanser
Choreograaf - Organizaciones
- Dutch National Ballet
Miembros
Reseñas
Premios
También Puede Gustarte
Autores relacionados
Estadísticas
- Obras
- 13
- También por
- 5
- Miembros
- 237
- Popularidad
- #95,614
- Valoración
- 3.6
- Reseñas
- 2
- ISBNs
- 25
- Idiomas
- 2
A sense of alienation builds throughout the book, from the first page where he's being shuttled off in the night to shelter with a rural family, his culture shock in the small town.
The alienation culminates in the wake of the sexual abuse Jeroen experiences at the hand of Walt, a Canadian soldier. The abuse overshadows, mixes up, and then ultimately comes to represent his natural adolescent sexual awakening. The scenes of coerced sex are not particularly explicit but are emotionally vivid, describing his dissociation in the moment, and the aftermath as he tries to process what he's experienced. His thoughts and feelings are conflicted and messy and changing in a way that feels very honest. He both fears and longs for more, and thinks himself in love with Walt.
Jeroen's return to home in Amsterdam with his parents is anticlimactic and again, his feelings are all a mess. He longs to see Walt again.
This book just feels so incredibly honest. It's a memoir of boyhood, of abuse, of awakening. It is neither an indictment of nor an apologia for CSA. If you are looking for a neat and tidy story arc with a moral lesson and all loose ends tied up with a bow, you won't get it here. The book ends without any satisfying denouement - it was simply a chapter in a life, and life carried on from there, differently than before.… (más)