In the few reviews that have appeared so far on the book Tanya Jonasku, my grandmother. Bessarabian biography references were made to the writing experience of Christian Mungiu.

Former student of Iasi Philology, regular author of the magazine student opinion, publication in profitable competition with Dialogue-ul, which also appeared in Iasi, two important journals that were often quoted and praised Free Europe. Both that and the other are not at all to the liking of the communist censorship. Where else to put all the film scripts, the synopsis of which was directed by the same Christian Mungiu, from shorts to Westfrom Behind the hills TO 4, 3, 2 and relatively recently MRI, is the creation of what has become one of the great landmarks of the new Romanian cinema. With all his qualities and all his quirks. With his countless epigones,

When I started reading Tanya Jonasku, my grandmother. Bessarabian biography I knew about all these literary predecessors. I think I’ve seen almost all of Christian Mungiu’s movies. But as I read, I decided to ignore them. I did not want to operate by transferring the value. I intended to be as objective as possible, to read the book as an independent editorial product. I managed a little. More specifically. I read the book involved, with emotions. And this is because over the voice of Tania Jonascu, whose confidant is Christian Mungiu (this happens in four chapters of the book, chapters that describe so many stages of the grandmother’s life- At home, in Kagul, Petre returned to the shelter, After the war), over the voice of Christian Mungiu, as it appears in Postscript named Childhood with grandparents) a number of other voices overlapped. First of all, my mother, who was also born in Bessarabia and from time to time shared her childhood memories with me. Cagul in the stories of Tania Jonascu and Cristian Mungiu was Sangereiul, where my mother’s family lived for a long time. Who, with the new return of the Russians, with dramatic changes at the front, tried to escape by fleeing to Romania. But something happened, the family split into two, if not three. Some arrived in Romania, lived in Banat for some time, and then were deported to Baragan. Another, led by her grandmother, hastily returned to Sangerei, but was deported to Siberia. The third part was the same mother who was a student of a normal school in Piatra Neamts and who was saved from a certain moment by a Moldavian family with a big heart. This family was called Amihăiesei, but I don’t know why everyone called them Mihăiasă. Life still wanted me to meet my grandmother (the family was never reunited, the grandfather I called Big Daddy The communist regime refused repatriation), I saw her once every two years, so I also had the opportunity to hear what it was like in Siberia. Much the same as he admitted that Tanya’s mother was also left in Bessarabia and then in turn deported by the new Soviet authorities. I was told, but not with luxury, with prudence, even with fear, how to live with permanent fear not only of the party, of the KGB, of its informants, but also of the frost. Evicted people from Siberia warned each other that they were in danger of losing their noses because of the frost. At some point, the grandmother accompanied by one of her daughters (the other four lived in Romania) and four boys returned to Bessarabia, to Sengerei. A place where they found nothing of what they had. So, like Tanya Jonasku’s family, they took everything from the beginning. As well as the Romanians who received the right to leave Berehan.

I started again from the beginning it is, moreover, the leitmotif of the book Tanya Jonasku, my grandmother. Bessarabian biography.

So Tania Jonascu from Christian Mungiu’s book is from Cagul. He was born in a settled Bessarabian family, which did not suffer in anything. Next to nothing. Which didn’t mean she was rich. Tanya’s family worked, tried to save money, bought things (for example, blankets, carpets, bedding), invested what was left in gold. They exchanged it once without inspiration for the ruble, and that was before the Bolshevik revolution. With the advent of the communists, these rubles, hidden among blankets and sheets, are worthless.

Tanya married officer Petre, who was sent to fight on two fronts. Both anti-Soviet and anti-fascist. That did not save him from dismissal. Peter did not allow himself to be defeated and, despite his age, entered college and became a professor of history. Tania and Petre Jonascu settled in Iasi, where they bought a house, where they raised their daughter Maria, who became a teacher, and where the Mungiu family lived for a while. That is, the aforementioned Maria, a Romanian language teacher, her husband Austin, a future famous university professor of pharmacology, and their two children.

Christian listened attentively to the grandmother’s stories, at some point he also asked questions, thus stimulating confessions, and wrote everything or almost everything down on paper. _ Read the rest of the article on Contributors.ro