For all those who love novels like Fatherland by Robert Harris, The Phoenix - a brilliant thriller based on the inside story of the airship disaster - is a great find. Airships were the Concordes of their era - elegant, exciting, luxurious - and the Hindenburg was Germany's pride. When it mysteriously exploded on arrival in the US in 1936 Goering pronounced the disaster an 'accident'. However, whispers soon circulated that it was sabotage. But by whom and why? And why were 28 of the survivors declared dead by the Nazi authorities? Birger Lund is one of them. Horrifically burnt in the flames, he is unrecognisable even to himself, but like the phoenix from the ashes, he arises from the dead with a new face and a new identity. However he realises he cannot embrace his future without confronting his past. So, briefly reunited with the girl he fell in love with ten years before on the Hindenburg's last voyage, he treks across post-war Germany in search of the truth about the crash. His journey leads him to a remote island off the north coast of Germany - to the home of the last pilot on the Hindenburg. However, the islanders appear to have not accepted the end of the war, and are determined to protect - with violence, if necessary - any secrets the pilot may have...The author is himself the son of one of the officers on the Hindenburg.
Das Buch weiß nicht so recht, was es will. Ist es historische Fiktion? Ein Thriller? Eine Anleitung zum Zeppelinbauen? Eine Liebesgeschichte? Oder alles zusammen? Überlebender Journalist des Unglückes der Hindenburg geht den Ursachen auf dem Grund und gelangt schließlich zu der Überzeugung, dass die Deutschen sich selbst sabotiert haben, weil Hitler sich von den symbolischen Friedensbringern (den Zeppelinen) gestört fühlt. Teile des Buches erzählen auch von seiner Liebesgeschichte mit einer Passagerierin namens Martha, sowie die Geschichte des Höhenruderer Boysen. Der Aufbau des Buches funktioniert dabei aber nicht: statt chronologisch vorzugehen, setzt die Handlung Ende der 40er ein, springt dann zum Anfang des 20.Jahrhunderts, um dann die Ereignisse auf der Hindenburg zu erzählen. Der spannendste Teil ist somit relativ kurzgehalten. Dazwischen schwadroniert Boetius immer wieder philosophisch, durchbricht mit seinen Vorstellungen über Liebe, Ehre oder Sonstiges den Erzählfluss. Auch der Teil zu Zeppelinen allgemein gelingt nicht. Man muss ihm zwar die lebhaften Vergleiche zugute halten aber mich haben die langen Abschnitte über die Funktionsweise nur gelangweilt und dafür gesorgt, dass ich die Funktion des Buches hinterfrage. Im Vordergrund steht immer der Zeppelin, nicht seine Passagiere oder Boysen, was schade ist, weil beide Geschichten vielversprechend anfangen. Aber die Liebesgeschichte zwischen Irene und Boysen ist schnell erzählt und wird hinter sich gelassen. Fast wirkt es so als wollte Boetius mehrere Geschichten auf einmal erzählen, während er den Mythos der Hindeburg aufklärt. Das funktioniert aber nicht so einfach.
This novel doesn't know what it is. An historic account of the background to the Hinderburg disaster; a (not so thrilling) conspiracy theory thriller, a psychological novel... The author has a personal tie to the key event, and perhaps that is what disuaded others from telling him that the whole thing is a mess... A big disappointment.
If I had to describe this book in one word, the word I would choose would most likely be confused.
It seems to struggle to string it's narrative together in a compelling manner, at times it bogs down in historical minutiae of the Hindenburg, yet in others it takes broad sweeping strokes to cover the surrounding history. It's quite unfortunate as the blurb made it seem like it was going to be quite a good story, instead we start off in summer 1947, skip forward winter 1948, then all the way back to 1919, forward to 1936 where the bulk of the story then runs in chronological order, and it is the end of this section which I found to be the most interesting of all, then it skips forward again to 1948 resuming where the winter 1948 section left off.
I felt like the book really would have benefited from a straight forward chronological order without all the skipping around.
Overall, it was an alright story and it will certainly fill some time in, or dare I say even be interesting to those with an interest in the Hindenburg, however largely I'd say the author missed the mark.
I'd also say the blurb writer who called it "A remarkable thriller, a great discovery" needs to look at more historical fiction to find out was a remarkable thriller really is. This was neither remarkable nor particularly thrilling.
I just finished reading the novel _The Phoenix_ by the German author Henning Boëtius. The novel presents a fictional account of what happened in the crash of the Hindenburg in Lakehurst, NJ, in 1937. The description of the German airship and the industry in general demonstrates an impressive historical exactness. The author definitely did his research. The primary narrative perspective is that of a Swedish reporter named Lund, who is trying to prove that the Hindenburg was sabotaged, not a accident as the official investigation claims. While doing so, the author does not ignore the political background in relationships between the U.S. and Germany during the rise of the Nazis and their aggressions in Europe that led to the start of WWII. For anyone interested in the intrigues of WWII, I think you would enjoy this novel.
This began with some impressive writing and an interesting tale tied to history but seemed to dissolve into the science of airships and a conspiracy theory. Although disappointing, it still kept me interested in the history to the end.
Spannend geschrieben, interessant, wie sich der Kreis schließt und das Rätsel um einen der Überlebenden sich lüftet. Der deutsche Titel lautet: Wie Phönix aus der Asche
The Sunday Telegraph called it "A fine book, which I put down with a real sense of regret," and "A superlative thriller."
What I learned from this book is that the Sunday Telegraph doesn't know dick about what constitutes "fine" or "superb".
I've read worse, but it's not good. As others have reviewed, it drifts between historical work, to historical fiction, to conspiracy theory mystery to human interest fiction: never fully developing any of those genres to deliver a cohesive story, yet never finding a synthesis and harmony of plot lines to weave a satisfactory tapestry.
I'm on vacation, and am leaving this one in the nightstand as a cursed gift to torment some future unwary traveler.
Good historical fiction. The plot had its tricky moments, but the author has meticulously researched The Hindenburg disaster and woven a plausible fictional tale around it. I learned a lot of interesting history from reading this, and I enjoyed it. Highly recommended for lovers of WWII-era historical fiction.