A review by mimima
The Postcard by Anne Berest

4.0

 Billed as Historical Fiction, it reads as if (and really is,) narrative non-fiction. I guess it's called autofiction. Be that as it may it's odd and difficult to get your arms around at times. Having said that, it is sad and horrific, details how reality slowly twisted around the Jews of France, and the way that the end of the war didn't end the trauma. On that level, it pairs well with my recent read, Jacqueline in Paris.