Video: Remarque's letters to Marlene Dietrich: "We are so tired of waiting for each other"
2024 Author: Richard Flannagan | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-15 23:55
Their romance was short, but bright, they were neither the first, nor the last, nor the only ones with each other. The writer was tormented by the fickleness and coldness of the actress, but never ceased to admire her. Marlene Dietrich inspired Remark to write the "Arc de Triomphe" and became the prototype of the main character of the novel. This love was embodied in another novel - in letters. The future wife of the writer Paulette Goddard destroyed the actress's letters, but Remarque's letters survived. They were recently published and recognized as "the most delightful love story of the twentieth century."
In the preface to the publication of Remarque's letters to Dietrich V. Fuld writes: “As a result, we have before us the last great love story in the XX century, a grandiose illusion, full of lies and self-deception, but illuminated from within by the sparkler of images of Remarque, who was never a writer to a greater extent than in these intimate letters to his cold beloved. Arising from the depths of existential loneliness, these letters were addressed to a woman who existed exclusively in the passionate desires of Remarque."
These letters can really be considered a literary masterpiece: “Honey! Angel of the West Window! A bright dream! I will never swear again when you run away from an old man with sciatica. My golden one, with narrow temples and sea-green eyes, in addition, I promise you never to swear because of the damned silk blanket, to which your toes cling … Baby from the rink! The money-giver! Do you dress warmly when you leave the house? Does anyone take care of you? Never take off your warm mittens, or you'll freeze your fingers! Blow out the mittens with your breath from time to time! We’ll go to the biggest bakery with you yet, and I’ll order you cocoa with whipped cream and a huge platter of apple pie. Thus, where on top is such an intricate cross. And the head of the Moor. And we will order whipped cream as much as you wish”(Porto Ronco, 25.11 - 07.12.1937).
“This city is rebelling against me, throwing me back and forth, the streets are chatting about you, and at home, and Colosseum and Maxim - I myself have not been anywhere, but they came to me, to my room, they stand in front of me and ask, ask … This has never happened. I am lost. I was ruined by a black shimmering underground river, ruined by the sound of a violin over the rooftops, ruined the silvery air of December, ruined the melancholy of the gray sky, ah, I died because of you, sweetest heart, a dream of incomparable blueness, the glow of feeling spreading over all forests and valleys … Heart my heart, it has never been this way. Restless happiness, interweaving of vines, screams from hot, feverish nights … Have I ever experienced this: tenderness? (Paris, after 07.12.1937).
“Sweetheart, given by God, - when you lie in bed all day, when everything has been re-read for a long time, crowds of memories appear and stare at you. I think we were given to each other, and at the right time. We were so tired of waiting for each other. We had too much past and no future at all. We didn't want him. They hoped for it, probably, sometimes, maybe - at night, when life melts away with dew and takes you to the other side of reality, to unknown seas of forgotten dreams”(Paris, 1937-23-12).
“I want to be with you, and I don’t need anything else. You must know that I am. And she shouldn't be afraid of anything. You should feel that I will always be with you and that there will never be loneliness in your life again. I do not know how to comfort painfully; here I am awkward with words. But I am capable of something else that I was not capable of before: I am capable of love - and at the moment when I just wrote this, I felt terribly ashamed, because it sounded very pompous, and this should not be. But I will leave everything as it is, because it was thanks to you that I became capable of it”(Porto Ronco, 22.12.1938).
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