Review of My Father’s House | Back to the roots

The writer Akos Verboczy publishes his first novel on his reality as a Montrealer of Hungarian origin who immigrated to Canada. My father’s house describes a return to his past that he realizes during a brief stay in Budapest.


Arrived in Quebec at the age of 11, Akos Verboczy had discussed his personal experience of immigration and uprooting in Quebec Rhapsody, itinerary of a child of Bill 101, an autobiographical story that had some success in 2016. He returns to the literary scene with a novel that also has the value of a personal story. On a whim, his character returns to the places of his youth, 12 years after burying his father there. A one-week return to his hometown to find his roots there, members of his family, friends and people who mattered to him, like his first girlfriend.

Budapest has changed, like those he left behind when he immigrated to Canada with his mother. The reunion could be touching, moving, but we do not feel much enthusiasm in this man who wants to find his father’s house, near Lake Balaton, a place he adored as a child. Nostalgia seems to touch him, but we don’t feel that it reaches him deep inside. The “son of America”, as his father called him, swims in the troubled waters of an immigrant with a confused conscience, torn between the lasting traces of childhood and an existence constructed elsewhere which takes him further and further away from its roots.

My father's house

My father’s house

boreal

332 pages

7/10


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