Géczi János - Judith avagy a baltás gyilkos felesége

Remembrance is not temporal, but emotional, and it is difficult to "put together" the personalities of the people closest to us from the images captured in their various moments. In János Géczi's novel, however, generations and contemporaries, family members scattered far and wide, who - even without knowing it - share a common story, attempt to do this continuously, even for decades.
Our protagonist, if there is one, goes by the name Judith, we know her from the book A tenéryjós, as she searches for herself in the polygons of college students in Szeged, elite intellectuals in Pest, American campuses and the Soviet zone. Can we know? We always have to start all over again if we want to find our way among the more serious and leaden movements of the turn of the millennium, which are always mixed with big political intentions. We can investigate our own sins.
"One man: many minorities", says Géczi in an earlier essay. This premise is now embodied in the pages of a disturbing and uplifting novel.

"Judith realizes that she has no escape from her fate. You can call it this Hungarian culture, which is unable to think in the long term, or Russian politics that pleases its great power, or Azerbaijan shining in the light of petroleum, she does not find herself in any of them. Now - writes Esze, some days before he dies in his life - he thinks he can go to the eighth district as a seer of the future, there he will get a human face, which, even if it will not be free of wrinkles, is his.
And Eze could have known this, there is no such thing as fate. The misread past, which determines the future, should not be called destiny, but delusion."