David Bezmozgis
In ‘Natasha,’ David Bezmozgis Captures Russian Jews Caught Between Two Worlds
Based on his short story ‘Natasha,’ David Bezmozgis’s second film encapsulates the Russian-Jewish experience in 1990s Canada.
Bezmozgis + Ibsen = Natasha
For his second film, author David Bezmozgis has adapted the title story of his collection “Natasha and Other Stories.” Russian-Jewish audiences will applaud its accuracy, but whether all audiences will embrace it is a different matter.
The Year of the Former Soviet Author
More and more Jewish writers from the former Soviet Union are writing about their immigration experiences.
The Soviet Pastoral of David Bezmozgis
After the widely-acclaimed “Natasha” and “The Free World,” David Bezmozgis returns with “The Betrayers,” inspired in part by the tale of Natan Sharansky. Yevgeniya Traps weighs in.
For David Bezmozgis, Fiction Must Go Far Beneath the Surface
David Bezmozgis portrays the Soviet Jewish experience with restraint and detailed focus. His new novel explores fresh ways to approach the topic he knows so well.
David Bezmozgis Turning 'Natasha' Into Film
A decade after its publication, author David Bezmozgis is turning his debut short story collection, “Natasha and Other Stories,” into a film, which he will start filming in July.
David Bezmozgis and Me
Back in the early 1980s, the Russians were coming. Not the Cold Warriors, but the Jewish children, with names like Yana and Inna and Igor. Each child seemed impossibly pale — pale hair, pale eyes, pale skin, pale lips, pale hand clutching the hand of his or her mother, a woman, in contrast, impossibly bright — garish makeup, colorful clothing, aflame in gold and diamonds, awash in heady perfume. The Russian child (for we didn’t distinguish then between Russians and Ukrainians, Ukrainians and Latvians) arrived at our classroom door, silent, in clothes of Soviet gray: ill-fitting gray sweaters, and gray pants, pulled too high, cut too short. The mother stood in line for financial aid, chatting away with the Russian mother in front of her and the Russian mother behind her: a line of peacocks speaking in a foreign tongue, a sight and a sound not soon forgotten.
