Oskar's grandfather is so afraid of losing
something that he loves that he now refuses to love anything. (216) After the
bombing of Dresden, the grandfather was a completely changed man. He had lost
so much and seen extremely horrific things that made it so he somehow was never
able to be the same as he was prior to the event. It was that night that he
lost his ability to really love, due to his fear of things being taken from
him, like Anna and his family. The grandfather killed all the zoo animals with
such brutality that I was actually very surprised. He killed everything, even
those who weren’t carnivorous, but I think that was the reason he had so many
diverse pets as an adult. It was because he felt guilty for his savage killing
of the animals in Dresden. The grandfather was changed so dramatically in that
one night of bombing, and the effects were ones that plagued him later in life.
The grandfather loved the “idea” of having a baby with Anna, (215) but the love
of the idea died with Anna and the baby in the bombing. Therefore, the
grandfather couldn’t love the grandmother because it could never be the same as
with Anna and he didn’t want to replace his previous love of the idea of a baby
with Anna with a baby with the grandmother (Anna’s sister) and so he left. In
his letter to his son, the grandfather says, “How did that boy making love
behind that shed become this man writing this letter at this table?” (216) The
bombing of Dresden was the night that changed the grandfather forever, making
it incredibly hard, if not impossible, for him to love something because of the
eminent fear of losing it.
I feel like in the same sense, the author is trying to make it seem like the tragedy is carrying over through the generations. If you think about it, beginning with Oskar's grandfather, each of the three generations have experienced a significant tragic event. I think this is a subliminal form of repetition, especially considering that Oskar's grandmother and Oskar himself both share similar characteristics and unusual quirks.
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