In his biographical long poem “Foreign” Michel Friedman tells of a distance from the German that he can never bridge, which he experiences as a trauma from the first day of his life in the nature of his parents. The Polish Jews who were saved from certain death in the gas chambers of Auschwitz by Oskar Schindler initially moved to Paris, where Friedman was born in 1956. Nine years later they moved to “the land of murderers” in Frankfurt, as their grandmother, who was also saved by Schindler’s List, called it, but who did not want to take the step and stayed in Paris. The grandson inherits this complete lack of understanding about the move to Germany for professional reasons, constantly renewed by experiences that weave a painful thread of life made of fear, feelings of guilt and pressure to adapt.
“Foreign” by Michel Friedman in the Hannover Theater – Culture
