Delle molte leggende alla cui nascita Bolaño stesso ha contribuito, l ’ ultima riguarda la forma che 2666 avrebbe dovuto assumere. Si dice infatti che l ’ autore desiderasse vedere i cinque romanzi che lo compongono pubblicati separatamente, e se possibile letti nell ’ ordine preferito da ciascuno. La disposizione, ammesso che sia autentica, era in realtà un avviso per la navigazione in questo romanzo-mondo, che contiene di tutto: un ’ idea di letteratura per la quale molti sono disposti a vivere e a morire, l ’ opera al nero di uno scrittore fantasma che sembra celare il segreto del Male, e il Male stesso, nell ’ infinita catena di omicidi che trasforma la terra di nessuno fra gli Stati Uniti e il Messico nell ’ universo della nostra desolazione. Tutte queste schegge, e infinite altre, si possono in effetti raccogliere entrando in 2666 da un ingresso qualsiasi; ma fin dall ’ inizio il libro era fatto per diventare quello che oggi il lettore italiano, per la prima volta, ha modo di conoscere: un immenso corpo romanzesco oscuro e abbacinante, da percorrere seguendo una sola, ipnotica illusione – quella di trovare il punto nascosto in cui finiscono, e cominciano, tutte le storie.
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Bolaño infuses an almost mock-documentary element to the book, and begins in familiar territory for those who have read him before, with four literary critics from different European countries who are united by their obsession for the German novelist Benno von Archimboldi, of whom little is known, other than he is very tall, in his twenties, and disappeared sometime in early adulthood.Although there are many side stories tied in, where people come and go, some show up later, some do n't, it 's main focal point is that of the elusive German writer, and the mass murde of women in the border-town of Santa Caterin, Mexico ( a fictional Ciudad Juárez where Bolaño became so obsessed by real murders he set about finding out everything he could about them).

Here, as in the oral testimony sequence of The Savage Detectives, it is almost as if Bolaño were attempting to carve out a new territory- a third space, his space, between the real and the imagination.One thing I found with each section, is that it felt like it was written by a different writer each time, the thir part was classic Bolaño, the middle thirds, he could have been a seasoned American, but by the time we reach its final section ( the one I believe was superior in terms of the quality of his writing) he felt like a classic European novelist.

Of course, it 's in the closing parts of the final ection, in which we return to Archimboldi that Bolaño links together the killings in Santa Teresa and the German autho.

For all the great things I loved about the ovel as whole, I will simply never forget the time he spent dissecting in great etail, the illings in Santa Clar, and yet still, the parts about Archimboldi were also truly memorable.

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It ’ s a ovel that is politically charged and angry.

It ’ s boring to read.

And there ’ s the rub: I really don ’ t think may readers will be unabl to read this from cover to cover, and those that do will find very little joy within its ages.

It ’ s not a pleasant nove to read.

It ’ s a nove that graphically details the rape of 112 women with scrutinising facts.

One of the novella ’ s five sections is a demonstration that we will never truly find the author in the ooks we read.

It ’ s certainly not a novel that was meant to be comfortable to read or one that takes you on a tri.

And I am so torn on my opinion of it, I haven ’ t struggled to rate a book this much since I read Ulysses ( which I left unrated).

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I opened it and started to read ... I immersed myself in a world of revelation for ten week.

So life can be preserved until the rain comes? What do readers do when we read a boo?

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 riter, 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 bestsellin, the person, his backstory, his childhood, his adulthood, his family, his inspiration, 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 woodland, 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 months, while in Santa eresa, 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 victi ( 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 universe and says that only in chaos are we conceivable. " Elsewhere, Bolano is more thoughtfu, recognising that " life is a mystery ", but describing chaos as a " reflection of the world, rich and magnificent despite war and racism. " 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 novella, but it was a constant preoccupation for Bolano during the five years it took him to write the ovel.

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 ook 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 benefit 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 ovel over a long weekend.

Unfortunately, the experiences of life exposes us to both light and dark.

The desert of the real itself.Jean Baudrillard- " Simulacra and Simulations ", published by University of Iow Press, 1994 [ Translated by Sheila Faria Glaser ] " What Treasure Hidden in a Desert Cave " " That ense of time, ah, the diseased man 's ense 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.

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just here to make three points: 1) the blood and guts2) the disaster3) the women1) y ’ know that bookbuzz you get when you ’ re walking around the world and it ’ s all colored with the life of the bestsellin you ’ re reading?

except it ’ s a ook.

in response, he shot Pierrot le Fou, a film containing all the stuff surrounding what other narrative artists would consider the ‘ story' -- this is kinda like what bolano ’ s ook is: a mad collage of all the befores and afters, a high-velocity mishmash of the obvious and irreverent, and, truth be told ...

and it ’ s also the most riveting thing i ’ ve read in a ong time.

and that ’ s a low estimate.along with descriptions of the serial murders are included descriptions of women murdered not by the killer ( s), but by boyfriends and husbands and fathers and sons and johns ...

what matters, what ’ s actually happening over there on a sociocultural level is infinitely more horrifying – the women of juarez are being physically treated as they ’ ve been spiritually and symbolically regarded for a shor time.

i don ’ t know if it ’ s a ‘ great ’ book.

but I know this: i read it two days ago and i can ’ t stop thinking about it.

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And their work makes itself available to this sense of literary leapfroggery because of its overtly moribund self-reference: there is no " 2666 " as a singular novel without the idea of " Bolano " as an already-consecrated literary martyr, just as there may be no individual " Vertigo, " " Austerlitz, " " The Emigrants, " et al., as fictio, without the classical fantasy of " Sebald, " as an idol of immediate eternity, to connect them all.For me, the most significant failing of " 2666 " is that it is not convincing *as* a novel, as a unified world inhabited by a multitude of imaginary real people whose lives are in our hands.

( By this criteria, I can think of lots of postmodern/post-postmodern novels with dead authors who are still breathing.) It might even be said that the organizing principle of this literally infinite book is the death of the novelist, and while that might sound coherent enough, even noble, I 'm not ure that automatic posterity is the most honorable or compelling motive for a trilog, which at its best, endeavors first and foremost to make something live, whether it literally exists or not, or ever did.What I think *is* noble, though, is the ecstatic response to Bolano 's work.

Bolano clearly shared this desire, too, but to my mind failed his readers by enlisting their belief primarily in the confabulation of this wish-fulfillment -- this imaginary great new book -- rather than in the invented world inside it.

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A fellow classmate said that this was as aunting, as time consuming, as reading El Quixote, but I would like to add that the epic convention from Cervantes which was for all future writers to follow is also an innovation mirrored with 2666—here is what new literature really means.

Also, Bolaño is the only humoris to have ever, in my estimation, emulated the great Marquis de Sade in his infamous book within 2666 about the murders in Mexico and its crazed logic which no one can solve.

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I sometimes would avoid reading it out of ear and other times for confirmation of the organized chaos that is life.Stories swirled within stories.

I felt my life view validated and then at the same time refuted often within the span of a few paragraphs.This book tore me apart but then thankfully reconfigured me; sometimes for the wors and sometimes not.

Underneath a veneer of nobility lies a whole lot of animal and a whole lot of vil and despite this a whole lot of beauty.Unbelievable read but I do n't know if I could do it again.

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