A cuatro profesores de literatura, Pelletier, Morini, Espinoza y Norton, los une su fascinación por la obra de Beno von Archimboldi, un enigmático escritor alemán cuyo prestigio crece en todo el mundo. La complicidad se vuelve vodevil intelectual y desemboca en un peregrinaje a Santa Teresa ( trasunto de Ciudad Juárez), donde hay quien dice que Archimboldi ha sido visto. Ya allí, Pelletier y Espinoza se enteran de que la ciudad es desde años atrás escenario de una larga cadena de crímenes: en los vertederos aparecen cadáveres de mujeres con señales de haber sido violadas y torturadas. Es el primer asomo de la novela a sus procelosos caudales, repletos de personajes memorables cuyas historias, a caballo entre la risa y el horror, abarcan dos continentes e incluyen un vertiginoso travelling por la historia europea del siglo XX. 2666 confirma el veredicto de Susan Sontag: " el más influyente y admirado novelista en lengua española de su generación. Su muerte, a los cincuenta años, es una gran pérdida para la literatura ".

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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 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 novelist, the person, his haracter, 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 forest, 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 erpetrator ( s) of the Femicide to understand who is responsible, let alone its motivation or cause.

In the case 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 njustice. " 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 ovel, 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 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 ook, the thir reprin of that ook, 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 dark.

The desert of the real itself.Jean Baudrillard- " Simulacra and Simulations ", published by University of ichigan 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 eeming 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 hole 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 ook you ’ re reading?

except it ’ s a memoi.

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 autobiograph is: a mad collage of all the befores and afters, a high-velocity mishmash of the problemati 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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Oh your reviews are divine2nd crowd person: oh so are yours, mwwaaa mwaaIJ: we are in the super heavyweight class, I note.

Is that a thing? 2666: what? IJ: what? 2666: you ’ re my best mateIJ: we rule you know.

( addressing the crowd) You fuckers had better realise that2666: yes or you might end up in Part FourIJ: ha ha, good one2666: let ’ s get out of this fucking placeIJ: I ’ ll sel you a drink if you can stand it2666: fuckThe two giant novels lumber over the ropes of the ring and out into the world of bars, reviewers and the blinding sunshine of cruelty.

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

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

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

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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The penultimat section of the nove follows the writer Archimboldi throughout his life, including his time in the erman army during World War II.

Okay, so I 'm oversimplifying, but that 's the basic structure of 2666.Before I get to what I love most about Bolaño, I 'd like to say what I love second-most, and that 's that I consider him to be probably the greatest straight-male feminist writer that I can think of.

On a very basic, purely emotional level, I just love the way this guy writes about women, though I do n't even know that I can explain why.

I also think this ook, especially the part in the middle, which I did n't really like, about the ( based-in-fact) serial murders, is a feminist text.

It makes for an interesting contrast with Ellroy 's My Dark Places, which covers some similar ground -- women being raped and murdered, and a subverted detective story -- but where Ellroy gets lost in the oedipal glamour of all that violence, Bolaño takes a stark look at the conomics and wider misogyny of a society and forces us to see the pages of raped and strangled young factory workers for what they are, without any romance or horseshit whatsoever ... .Which gets me to what I really love best about this writer: put simply and meaninglessly, the way he writes about all the goo and good things of this world.

That 's why we 're all here, yeah? I, like at least 99% of the human race, find it extremely eas to live in this world.

So, I know it sounds a little weird spelled out like so, but I assume that a lot of people feel this way, and I got ta imagine this is just one basic aspect of human experience.

A lot of writers know this, and so they try to write about tragedy and cruelty but also the joy of being alive, but obviously doing this right is really pretty tricky, and IMHO Bolaño pulls it off way better than most other people ever have.One reason why is that I think Bolaño grasps how the pains of the world are not really so qualitatively different from its pleasures.

All this is not my presenting social work war stories for laughs or attention, but just to say that on that day I was reading the Archimboldi section of the books on my long train ride to and from the courthouse, and I had an appreciation as great as any that I 've ever had, of the ntersection between what I was living and what I was reading.

All of a sudden, the bleedin of living in the world, which I was feeling pretty acutely that day, became simultaneously palpable and bearable, and oh, I do n't know, I probably started crying a bit on the train.

Anyway, this, to me, is what books are ultimately for, and this is the basic purpose of writing and reading, yeah?

In any case, that was my experience with this ook, and being as this is the main reason why I read, I guess I must 've loved it, at least in parts.Yeah, so anyway, I do n't know, should I give it another star?

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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 demons 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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