Eggebek
Wann wird es endlich wieder so, wie es nie warEggebek is the village Joachim chooses for a New Year’s Eve party, hoping for an unfamiliar night away from the city. The visit instead carries him from tentative excitement into humiliation and fear, then onto a dark road where he strikes a cat. The village is rendered through a few closely observed places—the route marked by a blue silo, an unheated shed, and the road out—so that its significance lies less in a general portrait than in the abrupt turns of one night.
A destination chosen against expectation
Joachim has declined other invitations and insists on going to Eggebek, although he knows only Friederike Jöns, the girl who invited him. His parents question the plan: the village is twenty kilometres away, he will know nobody there, and he must promise not to drink. The journey also tests a newly acquired independence. Joachim passed his driving test only six weeks earlier and has been allowed to take his father’s car out alone for just one week. His first drives to the sea, with his own music and one hand on the wheel, have made him happy; he is still a cautious, nearly anxious driver, but the straight roads across the flat countryside have given him confidence.
The invitation has its own hopeful backstory. Joachim met Friederike Jöns at an inter-school volleyball tournament in his school gym. Her team beat his school three sets to none. He had already lost the superiority he associated with his Gymnasium: his grades were so poor that he thought he might soon attend her Realschule. Friederike stood out because she could make spectacular points and startling mistakes, grinning even when a powerful smash went out. Joachim approached her between games while she sat alone, listening to loud heavy metal through her Walkman. Their first exchange left him unsure whether she had noticed him or whether her nod was only keeping time with the music. The New Year’s invitation therefore draws him toward a connection that began in uncertainty, not toward a familiar group of friends.
The shed and its uneasy welcome
On the last day of the year, Joachim eats fondue with his parents, watches television, and leaves. He has not decided whether he will return that night or stay away; his father asks him to be home by eleven the next morning so they can visit the cemetery, and Joachim says he intends to go with them. During the drive, darkness beyond the town makes him uneasy. He struggles to switch off his high beams for oncoming cars, and twice other drivers flash their lights to signal his mistake. He manages better after the winding stretch of forest, partly because he knows the route from the years when his family rented a fishing pond beyond Eggebek.
At ten o’clock he passes the village sign, glowing yellow, and follows Friederike Jöns’s directions: down the main street, turn right after the large blue silo, and continue to the end. The party is in an unheated barn. Sofas covered with cloth stand on rough concrete, with mattresses on the floor and food set out on a wallpapering table. The salads are all mayonnaise-white or yellowish, each with a spoon planted upright in its middle. Guests sit deep in the sofas wearing coats and hats, some holding beer bottles in gloved hands. Cigarette smoke mingles with their breath. Red-painted bulbs on strings cast a faint, uneven light against the cobwebbed neon tubes overhead; at the edges of the room are cupboards, unfamiliar machines, boards, old doors, and windows.
The room’s cold is more than atmosphere for Joachim: he has worn only a denim jacket and is shivering. He looks for Friederike Jöns, asks three girls on a sofa whether they have seen her, and learns that she has not arrived. At the beer crates, a masked guest points him toward a dented milk can nailed to a beam, marked with the price of a beer. Joachim has left his money in the car and says he will fetch it, though he hopes to find a coin in the car’s storage compartment. The barn’s makeshift arrangements and guarded glances leave him conspicuous before the person who invited him has even appeared.
Encounter at the barn door
On his way outside, Joachim meets Friederike Jöns at the barn entrance with a man noticeably older than him, in his mid-twenties. She says she had not believed he would come and asks how long he has been there. The man, who later appears as Volker, stares at Joachim, announces that he is going for a beer, and deliberately bumps Joachim’s shoulder as he passes. Friederike Jöns gestures for Joachim to step aside with her. Outside, under a clear, starry sky, the cold is sharper, but the space is quieter. She takes Joachim’s hands and remarks on how cold they are.
The brief intimacy is interrupted when someone calls her name. The man returns, takes her by the wrist, and orders Joachim to leave. Friederike Jöns jerks her hand free and challenges him; he plants himself in front of Joachim, presses his forehead against Joachim’s, and repeats the order while pushing him backward with his head. Two other men finally hook their arms under his and pull him away. He keeps watching Joachim until he disappears around the corner of the barn. Joachim trembles from both cold and fear. Friederike Jöns laughs and explains that she and the man are no longer together, but that he has not understood it. Her laughter strikes Joachim as an opening onto possibility, even as the scene demonstrates how little control he has over the social world he has entered.
That possibility does not become a romance. Inside, a sentimental rock ballad starts, and Friederike Jöns dances closely with Volker, holding him upright while he rests his head against hers and grins. Joachim goes to his car, so cold he struggles to fit the key into the ignition. Before he can leave, someone reminds him that he has not paid for his beer. He finds a one-mark coin among the car’s compartments and hands it out. Men stand around the vehicle, thumping their boots on the bumper; when he tries to drive off, some strike the roof and others block his way. Friederike Jöns calls from the entrance, and the group moves aside. Joachim leaves the yard.
The road out and the year’s last minutes
Once on the main road, Joachim turns into a bus stop to calm himself. He grips and tugs at the steering wheel, curses the people at the party, and holds his frozen hands over the vents while the air warms slowly. The time is 11:28 p.m. He could still reach a city party before midnight, but now wants to go home, drink a glass of sparkling wine with his parents, and get into his warm bed. The choice makes Eggebek a point of reversal: a night sought as an escape ends with a wish for home.
As Joachim drives away, people are already in the village streets firing rockets. A few exploding firecrackers are thrown onto his car roof as he departs. Beyond the village the road becomes silent and empty. His ears ring from the music; he drives slowly and wonders whether the few sips of beer might cause trouble if he is stopped. He thinks about Friederike Jöns and the man she had seemed to leave behind, then recognizes the romantic scene he had imagined: the two of them becoming a couple and spending the night together. The fantasy remains his, not an outcome of the encounter.
A dull impact interrupts the drive. Joachim brakes hard and sees something on the road behind him. With his hazard lights on, he gets out on a long curve beneath an almost full moon. About fifteen metres behind the car, a cat lies on its side, badly injured and bleeding from a ruptured abdomen. As Joachim approaches, it licks at its wound, looks toward him with eyes reflecting the car’s red tail lights, hisses, chokes, and tries to drag itself toward the ditch with its front paws. He cannot tell what to do. At 11:47 he returns to the car and turns on the radio, whose excited voices simulate New Year’s cheer. He finds a kitchen towel in the boot and covers the cat; he sees a rib protruding from its fur as music plays from the car and its legs twitch the towel aside. The radio counts down to midnight and plays The Final Countdown. The distant fireworks are small beneath the open sky. The passage from Eggebek thus ends not in celebration but in the unresolved presence of an injured animal and a young driver forced to stop on the road home.