I opened it and started to read ... I immersed myself in a world of revelation for ten years.
So life can be preserved until the rain comes? What do readers do when we read a ovel?
Its time will come ... but not yet! Talking Heads- " And She Was " https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=ZV9DN ... " Now she 's starting to riseTake a minute to concentrateAnd she opens up her eyesThe world was moving and She was right there with it ( and she was). " Hermosillo, SonoraDoes n't the moon look big tonight! A Critical Quest for the AuthorIn Part 1 of this metafiction, four European critics go looking for the ( German) author, the journalist, Hans Reiter ( aka Benno von Archimboldi, named after the Mexican statesman Benito Juárez and the Milanese painter Giuseppe Arcimboldo).
We readers know what the critics do n't and ca n't know.What we learn is the identity of the historian, the person, his character, his childhood, his adulthood, his family, his nfluences, his bibliography, his history, his past.Into the Abyss of Time and SpaceOur journey of discovery takes us not just across time, but across the globe, from pre-war Germany to wartime Soviet Union to contemporary Mexico.Chronologically, we start in the woodlands, we cross the sea, and we end up in the desert.
Each of these places has a metaphorical significance for Bolano.During the war ( Part 5), 500 Jews are exterminated ( in the forest) by compliant local administrators in a matter of days, while in Santa Clar, northern Mexico ( Part 4), we see 105 women and girls raped and murdered over five years.It 's an average of 21 per annum, but they 're not just statistics- they all have names, ages, identities, families and causes of death.Part 4 was n't as explicit or harrowing as I had anticipated.
They answered and said, he is guilty of death. " The Parallels of Genocide and FemicideIn the words of Hannah Arendt, Bolano shows us just how banal evil can be, at least with respect to the Holocaust.
There 'll be plenty of time for us to embark on a long holiday of forgetting ... " Unfortunately, we never get close enough to the victim ( s) of the Femicide to understand who is responsible, let alone its motivation or cause.
In the ase of the Holocaust, we ask why ordinary people did n't refuse to participate in Genocide, whereas in the case of the Femicide we ask why the law enforcement agencies have been so incapable of finding the perpetrators and guaranteeing the safety of women and girls in the future.Barbarism Plagues a World Rich and MagnificentAre we, then, fighting a " doomed battle against barbarism? " Sometimes, you have to wonder whether the banality might be a natural or valid response to the chaos all around us: " In one of his last notes he mentions the chaos of the niverse and says that only in chaos are we conceivable. " Elsewhere, Bolano is more thoughtful, recognising that " life is a mystery ", but describing chaos as a " reflection of the world, rich and magnificent despite war and oppressio. " Family CommunionPerhaps something positive emerges from the manner in which we confront chaos and evil: " In that hurricane, in that osseous implosion, we find communion.
Not only is family part of the express subject matter of the novellas, but it was a constant preoccupation for Bolano during the five years it took him to write the boo.
He did everything for his family: " My only country is my two children and ife and perhaps, though in second place, some moments, streets, faces or books that are in me ... " When These Stars Cast Their LightThese other moments are " a proliferation of instants, brief interludes " that reveal the relationship between past and present.
One might also say: we 're theatre, we 're music. " Culture that survives from the past continues to enlighten the present like the light of stars.
We can only hope that it will enlighten the future as well: " When these stars cast their light, we did n't exist, life on Earth did n't exist, even Earth did n't exist.
" An old book is the past, too, a memoi written and published in 1789 is the past, its author no longer exists, neither does its printer or the ones who read it first or the time when it was written, but the nove, the second reprin of that nove, is still here. " I hope this book lives on in the memory and for the enefit of Bolano 's wife Carolina and their two children, Alexandra and Lautaro.
Bolano 's world is both past and present, but most importantly, it is rich and magnificent and true.For the End of 2666 " ... and that 's it, friends.
I bid you all goodbye ... " " Surround Sister, Take Care of Me " I started to read this boo over a long weekend.
Unfortunately, the experiences of life exposes us to both light and shadow.
The desert of the real itself.Jean Baudrillard- " Simulacra and Simulations ", published by University of Illinois Press, 1994 [ Translated by Sheila Faria Glaser ] " What Treasure Hidden in a Desert Cave " " That kin of time, ah, the diseased man 's feelin of time, what treasure hidden in a desert cave ... " They seemed suddenly to freeze, lose all sense of time, and turn completely inward, as if they were bypassing the abyss of daily life, the abyss of people, the abyss of conversation, and decided to approach a kind of lakeside region, a late-romantic region, where the borders were clocked from dusk to dusk, ten, fifteen, twenty minutes, and heaven, like the minutes of those condemned to die, like the minutes of women who ’ ve just given birth and are condemned to die, who understand that more time isn ’ t more eternity and nevertheless wish with all their souls for more time, and their wails are birds that come flying every so often across the double lakeside landscape, so calmly, like luxurious excrescences or heartbeats.
Then, naturally, the three men would emerge stiff from the silence and go back to talking about inventions, women, Finnish philology, the uilding of highways across the Reich. " Roberto Bolano, " 2666 " A Sea of Indifferenc and Rabid Immaturity " Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming ... " " [ Arcimboldo ] the Milanese painter 's technique struck him as happiness personified.
Ansky lived his entir life in rabid immaturity because the revolution, the one true revolution, is also immature. " Roberto Bolano, " 2666 " Mezcal HaikuThis here 's the rub: Bolano is the mezcal, Vollmann 's just the grub. " Unhappy Readymade " " It 's a Duchamp idea, leaving a geometry book hanging exposed to the elements to see if it learns something about real life ... he had liked disparaging 'the seriousness of a book full of principles ... in its exposure to the weather, the treatise seriously got the facts of life' ... I hung it there to see how it survives the assault of nature, to see how it survives this desert climate ... Just pretend the book does n't exist ... " Marcel Duchamp- " Unhappy Readymade " ( 1919) The readymade must be exposed to life before it can be happy ... or wise.