REVIEW: The Berlin Letters by Katherine Reay

From the time she was a young girl, Luisa Voekler has loved solving puzzles and cracking codes. Brilliant and logical, she’s expected to quickly climb the career ladder at the CIA. But while her coworkers have moved on to thrilling Cold War assignments—especially in the exhilarating era of the late 1980s—Luisa’s work remains stuck in the past decoding messages from World War II.
Journalist Haris Voekler grew up a proud East Berliner. But as his eyes open to the realities of postwar East Germany, he realizes that the Soviet promises of a better future are not coming to fruition. After the Berlin Wall goes up, Haris finds himself separated from his young daughter and all alone after his wife dies. There’s only one way to reach his family—by sending coded letters to his father-in-law who lives on the other side of the Iron Curtain.
When Luisa Voekler discovers a secret cache of letters written by the father she has long presumed dead, she learns the truth about her grandfather’s work, her father’s identity, and why she has never progressed in her career. With little more than a rudimentary plan and hope, she journeys to Berlin and risks everything to free her father and get him out of East Berlin alive.
As Luisa and Haris take turns telling their stories, events speed toward one of the twentieth century’s most dramatic moments—the fall of the Berlin Wall and that night’s promise of freedom, truth, and reconciliation for those who lived, for twenty-eight years, behind the bleak shadow of the Iron Curtain’s most iconic symbol.
Dear Ms. Reay,
I remember growing up in a world with an East Germany and a West Germany, an East Berlin and a West Berlin – divided by a wall I thought would never come down in my lifetime. Then I remember watching over some weeks as the Iron Curtain disintegrated which was then followed quickly by thousands of joyous West Berliners as they danced on the remains of the wall and welcomed East Berliners over. All of which made me want to read this book once I’d read the blurb.
This is a book that I read very quickly. It’s propulsive and takes readers from the unbelievable morning after the wall went up with no warning through to when it became irrelevant. Told in first person chapters by Louisa (covering a brief week in time in 1989) and her father Haris (from 1961 through 1989), we get a glimpse into how people living in East Berlin survived the restrictions and snitches which might lead to a message to appear before the Stasi. Who could you trust and what did you dare say?
But the events that start the book, and some that preceded it, still have long term effects on some of the characters. Louisa’s family survived the war and her mother and grandmother were there when the Soviet Army swept through eastern Germany in 1945. Louisa has heard of the repression and danger of that era but it’s only when she discovers what has been going on between her Opa and her father that she truly sees how much her Oma’s memories still terrorize her. War orphaned child Haris initially viewed the Soviets as saviors which drives his acceptance of and enthusiasm for the utopian world promised by communism. It takes years of reality to change his opinion and drive him, as a journalist, to speak the truth in the only way he can.
I will be honest and say that I enjoyed reading the sections by Haris about life in East Berlin more. The gray, hazy world and the threats that everyone lived under felt more immediate and visceral. Louisa initially impressed me with her code breaking skills both at work and with the letters she finds. But once she decides to save her father, as another reviewer says, I can see why she would have been pulled from operative CIA training – even if ostensibly her lack of skills were not the reason that was done. Louisa heads into danger with a laughable plan and then proceeds to muck even that up. Had she tried to pull off what she did a day earlier – let’s just say things would not have gone well for her. I inhaled this whole section, but I was shaking my head at it, too.
The HEA seems a little sugar coated and rushed. There are parts of it
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~Jayne
I love the sound of this, Jayne. Everything about the Cold War has fascinated me. We’ve spent a lot of time in Prague, also Berlin and Dresden, and one of the first things I investigate are the museums or exhibits dedicated to life under Communism, to spies and intelligence operations. Thank you for reviewing this book. I’ve read nothing of the author’s many other books, but this seems like a great place to start.
@Darlynne: I remember eons ago when I was in elementary school, one of my teachers had been on a trip to Germany and had gone across to East Berlin for a short tour. His group was warned to not take any pictures at the risk of being detained or arrested but of course, he did. He showed us the shaky image of the wall that he had surreptitiously shot. Another reviewer of this book mentioned that “she had heard of the Iron Curtain but didn’t really know what it was all about” and I thought, “how quickly things that shaped world politics sink into oblivion.”
I feel badly for the author, that a reviewer would not take 10 minutes to read an article about the Iron Curtain before writing a review of this book. The world is available right at our fingertips. Sheesh.
@LML: There is also a new limited series on Netflix that starts today. Turning Point: The Bomb and the Cold War.
@Jayne: You don’t say. I will have to tune in. Thanks. Again.
@Jayne:
I find that to be true with so many things now. Sometimes just on the level of language. I’ll say something like “bull in a china shop” and realize that not only does no one use that expression anymore, but many people may think a china shop is a store in China. And I notice it with big, painful things too. There is a lot of Holocaust denial going on now and I can’t help but be heartbroken over how “never again” is now something a lot of people are eager to forget. Oh, the sadness of getting older and trying to hold on to the past.
@Janine: “Never” is apparently a very short time.
@Janine, I don’t think of it as trying to hold on to the past as much as wishing all people had – and valued – a general knowledge of the past.
[Whoo. I did some serious soapbox deleting of my first comment draft.]
@Jayne: So true.
@LML: Yes, you’re right. I have to say I understand my grandparents so much better now, how they tried to impart things to me about the past. Even in those days people were afraid that it would be forgotten. In childhood that didn’t seem possible to me, and wasn’t a priority to me either. Kids like to live in the present.
THE BERLIN LETTERS is on sale for $2.99 at Amazon US today, probably other retailers as well. Can’t wait.