Upsetting 27

The overwhelming strength of this book is that it is of extraordinary simplicity.
At Wiesel, no historical or social explanation, no attempt to dissect this evil inexplicable by any reasoning inherent in the writer cleverly leaving this work there to historians.
He confines himself to tell his experiences: his deportation at the age of fifteen, the assassination of his father, his mother and his little saeur surely he loved so much, camps, hunger appears to allow all the possible and unimaginable horrors, the collective sadism, murder. And these terrible remorse that seem to haunt him: the last words of his father before he died, beaten to death by an SS man, who kept calling while he terrorized a few meters from there, do not have the strength go to him and left him to die alone.
Rarely has a story been so upsetting.