Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Bolano

I have finished reading The Savage Detectives, by Bolano (missing the all important en-yeh symbol above the N). He is my favourite dead Chilean. It is wonderous that, feeling there was no narrative, I was able to dive in madly - only to have the final third of the book pull me back into time and space. It IS a detective story. It is a true and harsh observation of humanity and it is a squalid, foetid beautiful genre smashing read.

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