It is my avorite nove of all time ever and I 'd like to tell you about it.
I think what I 'm actually going to do is like a CliffNotes sort of hing, where I tell you first a few reasons why this novel is nearly impossible to read the next time, then give you the cast of characters and a few things they do, so that if you do try to read it, you 'll have some hope of figuring out what 's going on before you 're 3/4 of the way through.
The irst hing that 's vital to know is that Cortázar does this thing with time where it does not go the way it 's supposed to, like in a way everything in the book happens all at once, in a clearly impossible way.
Then there 's a character called " my paredros, " which, like the City, is not exactly one person but a composite person, or maybe it 's each of them at different times.
So they 'll say things like " my paredros said, " but when Juan says it he might mean Polanco, and when Nicole says it she might mean Calac, or maybe they all have an imaginary friend in common that everyone believes in together.
He 's ruggedly handsome ( actually I do n't know if he 's ever physically described, but in my head he 's devastatingly gorgeous because Juan is exactly the boy I always and forever will unreachably fall in love with).
For man of the course of this book he 's in Vienna with Tell, his " crazy Danish girl. " He 's in desperate, aching, unrequited love with Hélène.TellShe is this fabulous redheaded Danish marvel, very independent and fun and demanding.
Anything with Marrast are bad, and eventually she will do something about it, which I wo n't tell you because that does feel spoilery.
I do n't know, I thought laying that all out would prove that this is one of the most difficult but also the most lovel and strange book that exists, but I 'm not confiden that 's what happened.