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Art-Cinema Icon Anne Wiazemsky Tells Her Mother's Story in My Berlin Child 
 by Michael Joshua Rowin
 My Berlin Child
 By Anne Wiazemsky, 
Trans. Alison Anderson
Europa Editions
 
 A minor icon of mid-to-late-60s European art cinema, Anne Wiazemsky is  best known as the teenage star of Robert Bresson's masterpiece Au hasard Balthazarand  as the wife-muse of Jean-Luc Godard's Dziga Vertov period. Since the  mid-80s Wiazemsky has left the screen to pursue writing; My Berlin Child is her latest novel and surprisingly the first to be translated into English. One would think that Jeune fille, based on her life on the set of Balthazar, would have been interesting enough to American readers to have earned that distinction, 
but there you go. 
 My Berlin Child is autobiographical, though in a different sense.  Writing in an urgent present tense and threading artless diary entries  and letters throughout a succinct narrative, Wiazemsky has composed a  fictionalized portrait of her late mother Claire as a young,  migraine-afflicted woman working for the French Red Cross during the  last years and aftermath of World War II. Claire is also the daughter of  Nobel laureate François Mauriac, and in part gravitates toward the  dangerous yet noble tasks demanded by her occupation for the chance to  merge into a tight, selfless community 
unconcerned with pedigree. 
 My Berlin Child achieves poignancy as a coming of age tale,  Claire's initial romantic immaturity deepening amidst the horrific  misery of Berlin, her post-Armistice worksite. After finally breaking  off an engagement to which she has long grown cold, Claire meets Yvan, a  French officer of the royal Russian Wiazemsky line. We of course know  the result of their mutual attraction (and who the infant of the title  just might be), but what's important here is how Wiazemsky finds the  perfect path between familial nostalgia and universal love story in  order to convey her parents' first years together with simultaneous  complexity and simplicity, and thereby evocatively excavate the past.