Maus II continues Art Spiegelman's retelling of his parents journey through Auschwitz and beyond. I enjoyed the second story for all of the reasons I enjoyed the first: the novel presentation and Spiegelman's brutal honesty. But, in the same vein, all of the reasons I didn't like the first volume hold true. The revelation of too much of Spiegelman's own life intermixed with Vladek's tale took away from Vladek's story. I feel like the author's autobiographical input lessened the impact of Vladek's survival. Rather than a story of survival, Maus became more of a cathartic experience for the author. While I believe the healing Spiegelman felt while writing his father's story may have been his purpose, reading about the therapy was not my intent.
I am still puzzled about the fact that Maus I and II are used by so many high schools. There are much better stories about the Holocaust out there!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
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