I finished reading my first Holiday book: The Reader. Schlink really know how to work the details and transport his readers into the story. Throughout the book he describes the distance, or detachment people have towards the Great War. I get that, I understand that humanity, in general, is ashamed of such cruelty and irrelevance of the human life then. I find such acts and conducts to be disgusting, but at the same time, pieces about the WWII fascinate me.
On what grounds? My guess is that fascination relies on the same curiosity within which kids pick on their bruises.
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