Etgar Keret is a Tel Aviv-based filmmaker and fiction writer.
Memories of an incomplete Seder
In an overwhelming, unpredictable world, our virtual selves offer an appealing existential strategy
After a visit to a Holocaust museum, a student sees his Adidas sneakers in a new light
The Israeli leader’s diplomatic efforts to stop a nuclear deal with Iran have proven a dismal failure
A short story for Passover by Etgar Keret
Israeli liberals and democrats feel alienated from their government. The upcoming elections could mend that rift.
Even if the person you wronged doesn’t remember what you did, it can still make a difference to ask for forgiveness. Maybe.
When authors write stories, they play God. The results can be devastating.
‘Madness is a ripe orange’
My brother was the first to read one of my stories. His unexpected reaction helped me understand the magic of writing.
My 7-year-old told me to vote for the party that ‘gives the most peace,’ but there were none on offer in Israel’s election
An architect built me a house in Warsaw—coincidentally right where my mother risked her life to save her family
My son’s first day of class went surprisingly well: no knife fights in the schoolyard, no time in solitary confinement
Illegally occupy land, get politely moved. Protest for social justice, get beaten. I’m joining the protesters.
Going on a book tour just a few weeks after my father died, I learned how to walk in his shoes—literally
Diagnosed with cancer, my father decided to have his tongue removed. It’s an extreme treatment, but he’s always known how to make things work out.
To get my son psyched about a trip abroad, I promised him a stop at Disneyland Paris—a mistake bad weather and long lines only compounded
Visiting Poland—the country where my mother was born—upended the black-and-white fantasy I had created in my mind
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