Anna Funder
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Anna Funder has been writer-in-residence at the Australia Center in Potsdam, Germany.
Foto taget av: Credit: John Gollings
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- Vedertaget namn
- Funder, Anna
- Födelsedag
- 1966
- Kön
- female
- Nationalitet
- Australia
- Födelseort
- Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
- Bostadsorter
- Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
Berlin, Germany - Utbildning
- University of Melbourne
Free University of Berlin - Yrken
- lawyer
documentary film-maker
public relations
writer - Relationer
- Funder, Joshua (brother)
פונדר, אנה
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Eileen was married to George from 1936 until her death in 1945, and this incorporates time spent in the Spanish War and also in London during the Blitz. Her story is largely recreated from a handful of letters more recently discovered, and from examining and commentating on previous biographies.
The main point is that, despite Eileen being an Oxford graduate, a writer, an intelligent and capable woman who made a significant contribution to both Orwell’s life and work, she is largely erased by history and Orwell himself. There is the classic inequity in household chores, and her aspirations are put on hold to support his. There is also the irony that, despite Orwell being very aware of power inequities in a general sense, he seems oblivious to the abuse of power in his treatment of women, even when he is non-consensually jumping on women or buying girls for a few coins.
Funder makes some important points, but I found this became very repetitive early on. I also dislike having things interpreted for me, I prefer as a reader to draw my own conclusions. I found the shift between Eileen’s life, Funder’s opinions, and her own life anecdotes somewhat jarring. This conscious, very present narrator style distracts from the reader’s ability to become immersed in the story. Lastly, in a story purporting to recreate an invisible woman’s life, it was irony of ironies that the audiobook continued on for another two hours after her death. In other words her story is yet again railroaded and taken over by a man’s!… (mer)