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Tales to Terrify No 42 Lavie Tidhar

October 26, 2012 by Tony C. Smith
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Coming up:

Good evening 0:00:40

Blog Tour: “The Dragon I Know” 0:04:56

Fiction: 304 Adolph Hiltler Strasse by Lavie Tidhar 0:15:59

Good-bye, Harry…: 0:41:32

Pleasant dreams 0:42:35

Narrator: Matt Stephens


  1. If you’re there, you’re invited: WFC. Friday, November 2, 11:30 a.m. Aurora Room.
    I’ll be reading from a novel that’ll be out sometime in 2013.


  2. Ye gods and little fish, I need a cold bleach shower! If I smoked, I’d need a cigarette, too.

    What a horrific story, both in the history and the intent. The imagey behind Himler fetishizing Jews and being spanked was nearly enough to drive my WWII history-nut husband up a wall with suspicion and concern. How did the author handle it? Was it done for effect? If so, what effect?

    Yes, effect. The sticky bits of shadow that cling to your soul after you touch something you shouldn’t. This story explores the darker side of sex, death, objectification, shame, and the deep, coursing chill of Nazi Germany having won the war. Too often when we think of Germany having won the war we think of it in terms of resistance, continuing to fight the good fight. We look at it from the point of view of the Allies. This story is all about life in Germany, an every day life of an every day man with a nasty little secret. There is no resistance, because there is nothing to resist. This isn’t a war story, it’s a horror story, and Tidhar pulls out all the stops without once falling to the tropes of gore or extreme violence.

    Here is the horror of the mind, and of desires that are less than wholesome even by the standards of the culture portrayed. The horror is in the little things: curls pinned to the side of his face; yamulka in his pocket; a bulletin board dedicated to Jewish /fiction; the casual, throw-away line about Africa. As readers listeners, at least for myself as an American, there is the horror of thinking about such a world. For the main character, there is the horror of realizing that he lives in a world that can’t hold a candle to his fantasies.

    Yet in the end, are those fantasies his reality after all?

    And before I forget, I also enjoyed your opening essay, Larry. I now feel much the same way about the Wicked Witch of the West.

  3. (doing my best Artie Johnson as his infamous German spy from “Laugh-In” TV show)
    “Veery interesting…. but NAUGHTY!”