'The Auschwitz Violin' is a beautifully presented little book, but at 109 pages long it is more of a short-story, or novella really. Translated from Catalan by Martha Tennent, this is a haunting story of pride and dignity amongst the horrors of a Nazi-led concentration camp.
Daniel, the lead character in the story is a master violin maker - a luthier, although on arrival he stated his occupation as 'carpenter'. Daniel's workmanship is noticed by the Camp Commander and he is instructed to make a violin to be played for the Commander in the camp.
The story follows Daniel's struggle to find the materials to produce the best violin that he can, knowing that his fate if he fails will be death. There is some real insight into the feelings of the Jewish prisoners, the conditions they had to bear and the almost daily disappearances of their friends, but the length of the book made it difficult to connect to Daniel. There were times during the story when he thought back to his family, but most of his issues seemed to be around how hungry he was and wondering if he would get a larger potato in his stew that evening.
The story begins and ends in the present day and centres around the violin that Daniel did successfully make, and these parts of the book are quite touching. Some of the chapters start with quotes taken from authentic Nazi documents and these are shocking too.
Overall, it's a quick and easy read, however, I did feel that there was something lacking. Whether it was due to the length or maybe the translation, I'm not sure. Saying that though, it is worth a read, if only to compare to novels such as Elle Wiesel's 'Night'.