The Memorials - Dejan Ognjanović
Autumn memorials. November morning. Serbs bring offerings to their dead to the cemetery. The dead rise from their graves. But they don't care about those offers... The dead rise from morgues, from autopsy tables, from coffins, in the middle of funerals... The wail for the dead turns into a wail from the dead. Chaos begins. But, in Serbia, chaos is natural state. At the beginning of the reading, I said that The Memorials / Zadušnice is a novel that should be transferred to the big screen by Romero, with the condition that Lakobrija does the masks. After reading the book, I stand even more firmly behind that sentence. It's just a pity that Romero is no longer among the living... Although... You never know... ;) Jockes aside, I'm thrilled. This is not the kind of novel we are used to when it comes to Ognjanović, but in my opinion it is as good as Live / Naživo, Seducer / Zavodnik, Prokletije and Dejan's short stories. When I started reading The Memorials, I was expecting...