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Libro Night. Sinopsis libro, reseña libro. Born in the town of Sighet, Transylvania, Elie Wiesel was a teenager when he and his family were taken from their home in 1944 to Auschwitz concentration camp, and then to Buchenwald. Night is the terrifying record of Elie Wiesel’s memories of the death of his family, the death of his own innocence, and his despair as a deeply observant Jew confronting the absolute evil of man. This new translation by his wife and most frequent translator, Marion Wiesel, corrects important details and presents the most accurate rendering in English of Elie Wiesel’s testimony to what happened in the camps and of his unforgettable message that this horror must simply never be allowed to happen again.

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1 valoración en Night

  1. Melany

    There is little that freaks me out more than the Holocaust. And I’m not belittling it at all with the phrase ‘freaks me out.’ Growing up in the 1970s and 80s, I felt sufficiently desensitized enough by television violence to be able to gauge how often I need to shake the jiffy pop and run to the bathroom before the program/violence resumes.

    Elie Wiesel’s Night brings me back to my senses, makes me hate the cold hearted bitch I’ve learned to be. And not by some overtly dramatic rendition of the horrors of life in a concentration camp but more of the LACK of it. The down to the nitty gritty telling of what happened during the year that he was imprisoned. It wasn’t going for the kick to the gut reaction, more of a confused, inconceivable retelling of day to day events, and this—this— is what really makes me shudder and be at a loss for words. Hell, words? Who am I kidding? Try coherent thought.

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