Пианист из Будапешта. Правдивая история музыканта, пережившего Холокост

Budapesht 30-kh godov. Vperedi u molodogo pianista Stivena de Bastiona svoboda, golovokruzhitelʹnyĭ uspekh i priznanie publiki. Vse meni͡aetsi͡a v 1939 godu, kogda mir Stivena raspadaetsi͡a na "do" i posle" s nachalom Vtoroĭ mirovoĭ voĭny: vperedi kont͡sentrat͡sionnye lageri͡a Mautkhauzen i Gunskirkhen,nevoobrazimye uzhasy, vypavshie na doli͡u cheloveka evreĭskogo proiskhozhdenii͡a. Blagodari͡a neveroi͡atnoĭ sile kharaktera, Stiven nakhodit v sebe sily bezhatʹ i vernutʹsi͡a obratno domoĭ. Roksana de Bastion, vnuchka pianista, unasledovav pianino deda, spusti͡a mnogo let nakhodit i rasshifrovyvaet kassetnye zapisi, na kotorykh on rasskazyvaet svoi͡u istorii͡u. Spletai͡a voedino ego originalʹnye zapisi, neopublikovannye memuary, pisʹma i dokumenty, Roksana vosozdaet istorii͡u svoeĭ semʹi, opisyvai͡a vse goresti i neschastʹi͡a, vypavshie na ikh doli͡u. Svetlai͡a i gluboko trogatelʹnai͡a, kniga peredaet velikiĭ dukh odnogo cheloveka pered lit͡som tʹmy i nadezhdy, kotorai͡a ėkhom otzyvaetsi͡a cherez pokolenii͡a.

Budapest of the 30s. The young pianist Stephen de Bastion has freedom, dizzying success and public recognition ahead of him. Everything changes in 1939, when Stephen's world splits into "before" and "after" with the outbreak of World War II: ahead of the concentration camps of Mauthausen and Gunskirchen, the unimaginable horrors that befell a man of Jewish origin. Thanks to his incredible strength of character, Stephen finds the strength to run and return home. Roxanne de Bastion, the pianist's granddaughter, inherits her grandfather's piano, and many years later finds and decrypts the cassette recordings on which he tells his story. Weaving together his original notes, unpublished memoirs, letters and documents, Roxana recreates the history of her family, describing all the sorrows and misfortunes that befell them. Light and deeply touching, the book conveys the great spirit of one man in the face of darkness and hope, which echoes through the generations.