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This novel won the Tigre Juan Award in 1988. It was his first novel.
"He could read!
It was the most i
"On March 1, 2020, afterwards returning from a conference in Portugal, Luis Sepúlveda was confirmed equally the first man in the Asturias region of Spain to be infected by COVID-19. Past March 11, information technology was reported that Sepúlveda was in critical condition, that he was in an induced coma with assisted breathing due to multiple organ failure in an Oviedo hospital.He died on April xvi due to the virus."--WikipediaThis novel won the Tigre Juan Honour in 1988. Information technology was his showtime novel.
"He could read!
It was the nearly important discovery of his whole life. He could read. He possessed the antidote to the deadly poison of onetime age. He could read. But he had nothing to read."
Antonio Jose Bolivar Proano has lived in the jungle of Ecuador for about 40 years. He once lived with the Shuar natives, simply tragic circumstances required him to leave his adopted tribe and settle with his fellow whites in the small hamlet of El Idilio. He was one time a cracking hunter, but now he has get old and enjoys nothing more than losing himself in the pain and anguish of doomed love stories. A dentist who shows up twice a year to extract teeth from the villagers brings him two new books. The dentist knows a hooker who has the verbal same taste in books equally Bolivar.
Bolivar would be quite content to lead his elementary life and while away the hours of his days enthralled past the passions of fictional people, but a human is killed past a female person ocelot afterwards he killed her cubs and wounded her mate. Bolivar is forced to bring together the chase for the female by the fat, wife-beating mayor, whom anybody calls the Slimy Toad backside his dorsum. "His wife will impale him. She's piling upwardly hatred but hasn't got enough yet. These things accept time."
These things accept time. I wonder how many wives right now are contemplating creative ways to murder their husbands afterwards being quarantined with them for several weeks. :-) Permit's hope these are but fantasies and that the piling up of unhappiness merely leads to divorce, not murder about foul.
Bolivar finds what is left of a settler and a dead American, killed by the grief-stricken ocelot. The jungle is rather tidy with debris. "The American was lying a few yards farther on. The ants had done a magnificent job, leaving their bones as smooth as plaster. The American's skeleton was receiving the concluding attention of the ants. They were carrying away his straw-colored hair strand past strand, similar tiny women woodcutters felling coppery trees, to strengthen the entrance tunnel to their anthill."
The ocelot has a gustatory modality for blood at present, the claret of man, and she won't stop killing them until her concluding breath.
Bolivar doesn't want to be the one, but he knows he has to be the one. He soon finds himself in a desperate struggle to kill an animal he sympathizes with before she manages to kill him. I keep thinking almost The Old Man and the Sea, as one man battles the forces of nature. This is considered an ecological novel and certainly shines a light on the negative bear upon of the West on those regions of the world that were existing in balanced harmony before the trudge of their big anxiety, the jangle of their equipment, their loud voices, their arrogance, their pathological need to hunt, and their fascination in gazing upon primitive cultures (reminding me of those who search out poverty porn) plough a jungle into chaos.
I actually dear the sweetness, subtle ability of this novel. The resistance of a culture to technology and the metal monsters of guns and machines. The respect that the Shuar people evidence the jungle and the wonder they feel as they come across mystical elements that seemingly defy scientific discipline. I love thinking almost this leather-skinned, old homo pondering the mysteries of love as he listens to the river and turns the pages of a book.
There is a moving picture based on the book, starring Richard Dreyfuss, that was released in 2001. I've not been able to runway downward a copy to watch, but certainly intend to when I finally discover a way.
Sepulveda's life reads similar a novel, not a love story, merely one fraught with constant danger. He was arrested twice in his habitation country of Chile and tortured by the Full general Augusto Pinochet regime. He was an ardent supporter of the rights of people. He eventually was released afterward force per unit area by Amnesty International and chose to alive in Germany because of his great honey for the literature of that country. If you get a risk, do read about his life on Wikipedia. He was certainly a man who used the power of his pen to try and betrayal the abuses of those in ability. It is unfortunate that it took a news story near his expiry appearing on my cell phone for me to be motivated to finally read 1 of his books.
This is a slender, but powerful book. Yous won't regret spending an afternoon with Bolivar and his struggle with his conscience every bit he tracks down a cat who has every right to be vengeful.
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Luis Sepúlveda, (October four, 1949 – April 16, 2020)
Luis Sepúlveda, a sensitive human, a beautiful man, a writer and journalist from Republic of chile who died of COVID-xix this spring.
The Former Human Who Read Love Stories is one of Luis Sepúlveda's most beloved books, a timeless classic that speaks powerfully to all of us in our worldwide community.
Similar to Hermann Hesse's Sidhartha and Ernest Hemingway's The Erstwhile Homo and the Body of water, Luis Sepúlveda's short tale possesses a deeply moving, universal, mythic quality th
Luis Sepúlveda, (October iv, 1949 – April 16, 2020)
Luis Sepúlveda, a sensitive human, a cute human, a writer and journalist from Chile who died of COVID-19 this leap.
The Old Man Who Read Beloved Stories is 1 of Luis Sepúlveda'southward most beloved books, a timeless classic that speaks powerfully to all of us in our worldwide community.
Similar to Hermann Hesse'southward Sidhartha and Ernest Hemingway'southward The Old Man and the Sea, Luis Sepúlveda's brusk tale possesses a deeply moving, universal, mythic quality that will touch a reader'south centre. I know, I know, sounds similar cliché simply in this instance it's true.
Turning to the novella itself, we read how old Antonio José Bolívar Proaño would similar zero more than to be left alone in his hut, continuing at his high tabular array, reading his dear stories. Just, alas, life has a way of intruding.
1 24-hour interval when the old man is among the townspeople, Shuar Indians bring along a expressionless fair-haired gringo. The fatty major immediately claims the Shuar killed him, sliced the white homo's neck with a machete. Simply Antonio José Bolívar Proaño knows otherwise - he points out the telling details, the odour of piss, the hook marks of a female person ocelot.
Ah, a killer on the loose!
Thus begins the tale. But not a discussion more almost the unfolding journey into the jungle. Rather, I'll switch to one of the almost charming parts of Luis Sepúlveda's delightful tale:
We read the way in which Antonio José Bolívar Proaño came to read love stories, pouring over books 60 minutes after hr, day afterwards twenty-four hours, assisted by a magnifying glass. So the old man hit on one novel where he found what he was really afterwards, a love story containing honey everywhere, where the characters "suffered and mingled honey and hurting so beautifully that his magnifying glass was brimful with tears." Antonio José Bolívar Proaño read and reread the novel hundreds of times.
Y'all may enquire: What's the title of that very special novel? Answer: The Rosary by the British author Florence Louisa Barclay, 1862-1921. The Rosary is available via Project Gutenberg. Link: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/3659/three...
I purposely kept my review cursory. You will accept to experience the magic of The Old Man Who Read Beloved Stories for yourself.
This book is 1 of my favorite books of all times. An accented gem. It´southward poignant, cute, simple and complex at the same time. You can read it every bit a uncomplicated story, or you can peel the layers, similar an onion.
Themes of ecology, love, solitude, exile.....it´s all there, with a picayune adventure thrown in. The well-nigh unique of his works, in my opinion. His other novels are mostly thrillers, and entertaining. But this one has a special quality that touches me Oh, I must accept erased my original review!!
This book is 1 of my favorite books of all times. An absolute jewel. It´s poignant, beautiful, uncomplicated and circuitous at the same fourth dimension. You tin can read information technology as a simple story, or you can peel the layers, like an onion.
Themes of ecology, honey, solitude, exile.....it´s all there, with a niggling adventure thrown in. The nearly unique of his works, in my stance. His other novels are mostly thrillers, and entertaining. But this one has a special quality that touches me. I tell people, if you ¨get¨this book, you ¨get¨me. There was a movie made-good, considering a lot of Sepúlveda´south works would lend themselves to screen adaptations hands. Don´t know that my image of José Antonio matches with Richard Dreyfuss, simply would still love to come across it. Alas, not formatted for the US....:(
I have never recommended this volume to anyone who has said that they didn´t like it. I love it so much, I include it in one of my courses. And my students dear it, even though most of them are younger than the novel.
Students of any historic period can read this story, though I´m non certain the bulletin would reach middle-school children the style it might achieve loftier-school students. ...more
"Information technology'southward one of my favourites: I hope you'll like it!"
Seriously. Best bo
When you piece of work equally an executive assistant, fourscore% of what makes the chore good and interesting is whether or not y'all become along with your boss. And I don't want to brag, only my boss is ze best! When we started working together, he chop-chop noticed I e'er had books kick around and spent virtually of my dejeuner breaks with my olfactory organ buried in the pages of my latest read. One 24-hour interval, he handed me some stuff to file, merely as well a skinny little volume."It's one of my favourites: I hope you'll like information technology!"
Seriously. Best dominate always.
"The former human who read love stories" is the story of a human named Antonio Jose Bolivar. He lives in a tiny hamlet in Ecuador, and eventually leaves the comfort of his honey books to chase a human being-killing panther in the Amazonian woods. Such a simple story at outset glance – but don't exist fooled by the low folio count. This novella is written with the musical elegance that I take come to associate with South American writers: each give-and-take is chosen carefully and flows right off the tongue if yous should happen to be reading out loud.
Not simply a love letter to books, and their immense power to make life ameliorate, it is also a sad, adoring homage to the keen S American forests that are existence inexorably destroyed. The life and rituals of ancient tribes living in the wood are detailed, equally are the beautiful brute and flora to exist plant there. Contrasted with the crassness and greed of elected officials, poachers, gold diggers and other unsavory characters who tin't respect and appreciate the earth they are violating, the murderous ocelot becomes a symbol of a wild part of nature that fights dorsum against the invader, trying to defend its environs against an enemy that tin't possibly exist stopped.
It reminded me in many ways of one of my favorite reads, "The man who planted trees" by Jean Giono; both stories are almost lonely men who have a love of nature and confinement. But "The old man who read honey stories" is much more than brutal and raw than Giono's lyrical tale. Where Elzear Bouffier reforests an entire region, Antonio Jose Bolivar cannot do anything merely witness the destruction of the forest he lives in.
A very skillful, quick read that I recommend to all fans of South American literature. Cheers Richard, for sharing your book with me!
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The El País article noted this book was his most well known and subsequently a footling delay, as his books had sold out, I finally received a copy.
Outset, let us start with the beautiful and enchanting embrace. Painted by Wolfgang Rieder it seduces one into wanting to read thi
I outset with an amends. I had never heard of Luis Sepúlveda, a Chilean author living in Spain until I read in El País that in died this twelvemonth of coronavirus. He was 71. How truly pitiful for his family unit. How pitiful that I did not know of him.The El País article noted this book was his most well known and afterwards a little filibuster, as his books had sold out, I finally received a copy.
First, let usa start with the beautiful and enchanting cover. Painted by Wolfgang Rieder it seduces ane into wanting to read this book.
2nd, the title, The sometime man who read romance novels, forth with the cover image easily makes one call back of Garcia Garcia Marquez. I am happy to report that other than beingness set up in the Amazon rainforest, it bears petty resemblance. At that place is no magical realism although their is a sense of "wonder" at nature itself. And nature is hardly magical in the rainforest. Case in point, when a colonist died, by the next day, the ants and other insects stripped the body down to its basic. Nope non magical.
Now the only similarity I would strike is the "magical" names. The volume is set in the idyllic place of El Idilio, which is inappreciably a magical identify. The shabby huts lined with beer cases and mud is constantly rained upon. The sometime homo is named Antonio José Bolivar Proaño and his married woman is Dolores Encarnación del Santísimo Sacramento Estupiñán Otavalo. That should win an award for the most cute name ever.
3rd, is the size of the book. It is just 137 pages long so it falls in equally a novela. A far weep from 100 Years of Confinement running in at over 600 pages.
And yet, this was a very enjoyable read. Twice a year a dentist would come to encounter the people of the the Amazonian outpost. Enter the old man who makes a fool of the mayor when a body is brought in past natives. The mayor claims the natives robbed and killed the colonist. The old man points out a tigrillo or leopard killed him. Later clearing upwards the murder, the old man gets what he came for - romance novels that the dentist brings him.
We become the groundwork on the quondam man, his love of romance novels, and his more than acute ties to the shuar natives. Shades of the environmental and politics like Mario Vargas Llosa simply this book stands on its ain. And of course, subsequently a visit from some gringos from North America, the mayor wants the tigrillo caught. A chase is on. There is a lot thrown into a brusk volume.
For me there was something magical, enjoyable or just caught me at the correct time. Information technology is very sad that I had not known near this author before just it demands attention. Sadly for the wrong reasons.
4.5 rating
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"At twenty-four hours, the man and the jungle. At night, the man is the jungle."
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I loved it, plain and simple. ...more than
Wha From the book jacket: An old man lives in a village on the Nangaritza River. The village is so small the dentist comes just twice a year, to pull teeth and bring books to the old man – dear stories, the kind with maximum heartache. This is a story of the jungle, green hell and Eden; of the Shuar Indians, who know how to live in harmony with it; of the machines and settlers and gold prospectors and gringos who have invaded it. Nature, out of balance, becomes vengeful and violent. My reactions:
What a beautifully written story. I couldn't help just think of my father – the way he knew the land and respected the animals who made it their home. There is a certain amount of philosophy expressed here – respect for nature, the foolishly aggressive humans making a mess out of paradise. The old human wants only to live in harmony with the jungle, non to conquer it.
The writing is poetic and atmospheric, with a great sense of place. I felt the heat and humidity of the rainy flavour. Felt my skin crawl with insects. Heard the sounds of the jungle – the splash of a fish jumping out of the water, the whoosh of wings as a bird or bat took flight, the rustle of leaves fabricated by a large animal moving through the undergrowth. Felt both the peace and terror of a pitch black dark.
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It'south actually a short novella so I read it in one sitting. The story is sweet, funny at times and simple ( although y'all tin can read more into it ).
All in all very entertaining and I would recommend it. This book was recommended to me by a friend and I went in with extremely low expectations so I was surprised when information technology turned out quite decent.
It's actually a short novella so I read it in one sitting. The story is sweet, funny at times and simple ( although you can read more into information technology ).
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He had no pick but to remain with just his memories for company. He wanted to take revenge on that accursed region, that green hell that had snatched away his love and his dreams. He pictured a huge blaze that would plow the unabridged Amazon into a raging burn.
Still in his helplessness he discovered he didn't know the jungle well enough to hate it.
He learned the language of t
Antonio José BolÍvar Proaño knew he could return to his village in the mountains. The poor forgive everything but failure.He had no choice only to remain with but his memories for visitor. He wanted to take revenge on that accursed region, that dark-green hell that had snatched away his beloved and his dreams. He pictured a huge blaze that would turn the entire Amazon into a raging fire.
Yet in his helplessness he discovered he didn't know the jungle well enough to hate information technology.
He learned the language of the Shuar past joining their hunting expeditions. They hunted tapirs, pacas, capybaras, peccaries, minor, very tasty wild boar, monkeys, birds, and reptiles. He learned to make proficient use of the blow pipe, which was so silent and constructive in hunting, and of spears to take hold of the swift-moving fish.
In their company, he abandoned his Cosmic peasant prudishness. He went half-naked and avoided contact with the new settlers, who considered him a madman.
Antonio José Bolívar Proaño, who never idea about the discussion "liberty" in the jungle, enjoyed limitless freedom. However much he tried to revive his old feeling of hatred, he couldn't assist loving that globe, and then the hatred faded as he was seduced by those vast expanses without frontier or owner.
The Erstwhile Man Who Read Dear Stories is a short and beautiful niggling book. I think of information technology equally an Ecuadorean The Old Human being and the Sea. It is the story of a white man who for a time lives among the natives but can, in the end, not be one of them. He still carries their wisdom with him as he returns to the white settlements and never truly fits in among his own people. At the aforementioned time, his understanding of the jungle is respected. The villagers seek him out when their encounters with the wilderness become dangerous. The old human being has errors to atone for, and is it in his encounters with the dangerous natural world that he seeks his redemption. Based on this novel, I would definitely be interested in reading more of Luis Sepúlveda'southward piece of work.
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That sentences tells yous quite a bit about what you lot need to know to read this trivial novel.
Personally, I'1000 non a fan of the formulaic romance and its articulate villain. I'm certainly not, from the comfort of my centrally-heated, indoor plumbing, rapid internet connection, multiple libraries at my disposal, painkillers and antibiotics when I need them
Il était reconnaissant à l'auteur de désigner les méchants dès le départ. De cette manière, on évitait les malentendus et les sympathies non méritées.That sentences tells yous quite a bit about what you lot need to know to read this trivial novel.
Personally, I'm not a fan of the formulaic romance and its articulate villain. I'thousand certainly not, from the comfort of my centrally-heated, indoor plumbing, rapid internet connectedness, multiple libraries at my disposal, painkillers and antibiotics when I need them intellectually stimulating life going to nod in understanding nearly how the "limace" is ridiculous considering he wants to wear shoes in the jungle, or light a fire at night because he is agape, or have something prissy to eat. (The others mock him for wanting toilet paper, ffs.) I am fairly confident in saying that whenever my decease comes, it won't be at the paws of a giant jungle cat, and I don't come across why it's not okay to be grateful for that, or desire it for others. (Or maybe all the v-starrers recollect that those limits are fine for brown people who alive in jungles, but not for westerners in the developed world who have a tenure file to get together? Perhaps that's besides harsh, simply at a minimum there's a substantial amount of romanticizing going on.)
Personally, I think a stronger volume would not have created this item villain, nor reveled quite so much in the mutilated corpses of the gold miners and american tourists. But so, I lack the unproblematic wisdom that allows me to catch my ain crabs barehanded for breakfast, believe ridiculous superstitions nigh how to kill a human then that his victim's ghost can balance, and then lose myself in stories of thwarted honey.
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The real dear story that moves me is
A charming and well composed brusk novel. Information technology intimately describes the relationship of man and nature. The former man who reads love stories and the jungle of Amazon. His love of reading stories, despite the contrast with the savageness of his life and surroundings, does resonate to me. Information technology shows how reading fulfils a sure, inevitable need of human being even in the most unlikely situation. At times I felt this item simply cosmetic to the story, but I don't mind that.The real love story that moves me is the love of the female jaguar who takes revenge after her cubs killed and her mate wounded. It was a piece of work of human being. An intruder. The scene where she makes the erstwhile man kill the male jaguar to save him from the pain of slow death is 1 of my favourites.
There is something poetic near that female jaguar and her revenge. The sheer energy of survival of the creatures of the jungle - including the erstwhile man - humbles me, a tamed fauna of civilization who foolishly shares the mirage that we, humans, are actually the center of the universe and have the rights to do anything we want of this earth. Shame on us!
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Just now a new bridge links the two sides, making information technology possible to go ride on reasonably skillful road from the Pacific coast of Peru, across Brazil and on to the Atlantic.
Travelling the highway was i of the reasons I went to South America a few weeks ago. A trip like that makes
This was taken in Puerto Maldonado, on the Rio Madre de Deus in the Amazon basin. The bustling petty metropolis (population about 140,000) is where you used to have to take a ferry beyond the river to go along west into the Amazon.But now a new bridge links the two sides, making it possible to get ride on reasonably adept road from the Pacific coast of Peru, across Brazil and on to the Atlantic.
Travelling the highway was one of the reasons I went to South America a few weeks agone. A trip like that makes y'all call back virtually many things, including new understanding of books you lot read a long time ago.
One of these is Luis Supelveda'south delightful The Sometime Human being Who Read Love Stories. The thumbnail plot outline is: "In a remote river boondocks deep in the Ecuadoran jungle, Antonio Jos Bolvar seeks refuge in dotty novels. But tourists and opportunists are making inroads into the surface area, and the balance of nature is making a unsafe shift."
Well, yeah, that's what I recollect. But at that place's much more to it, including a grapheme who is a teeth-pullling dentist and who removes all the teeth of a gold-hunter on a bet. The description is chillingly funny, but it turns out that there's an allegorical twist, since the Brazilian national hero who pioneered settlement of the hinterland is chosen Tiradentes, the tooth-puller.
Sepulveda is a Chilean left wing activist in addition to being a playwright and novelist, and was a good friend of Chico Mendes, a Brazilian from a few miles east of Puerto Maldonado. Mendes was assasinated 25 years ago for leading a revolt of prophylactic tappers and protesting the rape of the Amazon. When you realize that, this charming little story--which tin can be read equally tribute to the power of fiction to transport--becomes much more serious. It even can exist read as the opposite of what information technology appears on the surface--that is, every bit a call to action, instead of an elegy for escape.
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Author: Luis Sepúlveda
Read: half-dozen/eleven/19
Rating: three.v/five
it'southward The Old Human and The Jungle,
a slim book that speaks volumes.
oh, the boorishness of man-
killing, marring, raping nature.
an idyllic life's all he wants,
it'due south The Erstwhile Man and The Jungle;
but the mayor demands his help-
for the natives have taught him well.
a grieving female ocelot prowls,
out to get revenge on mankind;
information technology'southward The Erstwhile Human and The Jungle-
merely he understands her needs.
in his Amazonian hut,
The Old Man Who Read Love Stories (1989)Author: Luis Sepúlveda
Read: vi/11/nineteen
Rating: 3.v/5
it's The Old Human being and The Jungle,
a slim volume that speaks volumes.
oh, the barbarity of homo-
killing, marring, raping nature.
an idyllic life'south all he wants,
it's The Old Man and The Jungle;
but the mayor demands his aid-
for the natives have taught him well.
a grieving female ocelot prowls,
out to become revenge on flesh;
it's The Old Man and The Jungle-
merely he understands her needs.
in his Amazonian hut,
dentures and magnifying drinking glass-
one for food, one for dearest stories-
it's The Onetime Man and The Jungle.
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While Antonio likes these kinds of books, The Old Man Who Read Love Stor
A pleasurable read nigh an quondam man living in the Ecuadorian jungle with a honey for romance novels. But were not talking about just whatsoever old romance novels—Antonio José Bolívar likes the kind of romance novels that make your lungs blackness; that tear your eye out and leave yous to pick up the pieces; the kind that may leave you feeling a little lonelier than you felt before you lot started. Antonio wants the books he reads to Hurt.While Antonio likes these kinds of books, The Old Human being Who Read Love Stories book did none of these things to me (any blackness of my lungs is from my own doing, and can't be blamed on the book, unfortunately!!!). One reason it didn't leave me heartbroken is that it isn't a love story. Information technology is simply the story of a man who loves to read and keeps getting fucking interrupted past the fat, slovenly, d-bag mayor of his town, whom I pictured in my head as some sort of anthropomorphized handbag of spoiled milk (picture the Kool-Help homo, simply uglier, less fit, and even less charismatic). Along with the milk-bag mayor, in that location are a bunch of white, colonialist, gold-hunting Mr. Jones's who also popular up in the town from time to fourth dimension and need that 80-some-year-old Antonio have them into the jungle because Antonio is the wisest guy around when it comes to matters of the wilderness. Of course, these "explorers" don't give a damn about Antonio'due south desire to do zilch more than than sit and read honey stories for the remainder of his days on this planet, and then they coerce him into helping. Information technology'due south a testament to Antonio'due south reputation as a jungle explorer that these gold hunters apparently accept no anticipation about heading into the jungle with quondam man Antonio, who I tin only imagine looked like a walking corpse.
A lot of the volume takes place during ane of these adventures where Antonio, the mayor , and some explorers are trying to hunt downward a wild animate being that's been causing all sorts of trouble (and by trouble I mean it was eating people). The wild animal, nonetheless, is only angry considering the explorers have been fucking up information technology'southward life (big surprise!!!). Antonio knows this, so he has a sure corporeality of respect for the animal, and this makes their final show down all the more rewarding. Another actually interesting function of the book is the flashback to Antonio as a younger human being, and you get to see his origin story (similar all adept heroes, it involves a lot of heartbreak) and how he constitute his love for romance stories.
A function of me patently hated the mayor and all the explorers for constantly hounding Antonio when all the guy wanted to do was READ. Yet, I also couldn't assist but feel that Antonio's life was a picayune more full for having gone on these adventures—simply still, screw those guys. I recollect there'south a tension in everyone who enjoys reading like Antonio does—there'southward the draw to the rich internal life that reading practiced novels bring about, but so there is also the "real earth" out in that location, begging to exist reveled in. Finding the balance between the ii is hard, and information technology's easy to get so absorbed in the world of fiction that you forget about the world out there, and don't really experience anything new. To be fair, Antonio is clearly inches from the grave, and so he's probably seen plenty of what life has to offer to exist able to confidently conclude that he's fine to sit down in the earth of fiction for his twilight years. Someone similar me, on the other hand, needs to exist a niggling more careful how much fourth dimension he spends buried in between the pages of a novel, and I think part of why I liked this book every bit much every bit I did is that it made me recall about this a more than I otherwise would accept.
It's a pretty short read. Information technology's non gonna change your life. If yous're looking to broaden your reading horizons to some S American literature, this wouldn't be your worst choice, just read some Garcia Marquez first.
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I read literature to travel to unknown places. To experience them through the optics and words of authors. This book gave me an exceptional experience. The hero, who is every bit described, an sometime man who reads honey stories, is a unique, multidimensional grapheme
This is my first 5 star read in 2020. It is one of the final books I needed to complete my "equator-challenge", to read a book from every country on the equator, this fourth dimension Equador. I hold with 28% of the raters who likewise gave the novella 5 stars.I read literature to travel to unknown places. To experience them through the eyes and words of authors. This book gave me an exceptional experience. The hero, who is as described, an former man who reads love stories, is a unique, multidimensional character. I loved everything about him. Amazonia was brought to life (and death) through Sepulveda'due south descriptive writing. It wasn't glamorized, but real and harsh and alive. The other people in the book, some rather stereotyped caricatures, still resonate with personality and are made vivid by the unique, sometimes sarcastic, descriptive language of the author.
A stiff recommendation.
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Antonio Jose Bolivar is an sometime human who lives alone in a small Ecuadorian hamlet, correct at the edge of the Amazonian jungle, on the bank of Nangaritza river. He came from the mountains, long ago, together with his married woman, Dolores Encarnacion del Santisimo Sacramento Estupinan
The Old Man Who Read Love Stories by Luis Sepulveda is an astonishing tale of solitude of a man who only dreams of love. At the aforementioned time, information technology's an ode to nature and the way nosotros should live our life in perfect harmony with it.Antonio Jose Bolivar is an sometime man who lives alone in a pocket-size Ecuadorian village, right at the border of the Amazonian jungle, on the banking concern of Nangaritza river. He came from the mountains, long ago, together with his wife, Dolores Encarnacion del Santisimo Sacramento Estupinan Otavalo.
All the way through the volume, the author ever uses Dolores' full name and although it gave the novel a slightly comic note, its initials are a lilliputian bit besides close to the Castilian discussion deseo. And this book is near yearning, the want to find true, passionate love, to bring back the natural balance of the surround, that has long been tainted by the Western civilization.
(view spoiler)[Subsequently the death of his wife, (hide spoiler)]Antonio Jose Bolivar starts to spend more than and more time with the indigenous population of Shuars, learning to live in good harmony with the nature. At present old, his only joy in life is the arrival of the dentist, twice a yr, who brings him two books each time, recommended by a prostitute.
Antonio Jose Bolivar'due south desire for beloved is reflected in the heartbreaking story of the female jaguar, whose cubs and pairs are killed by a gold prospector. The female jaguar and Antonio'southward fate intertwine throughout the novel, reaching a tragic conclusion.
The writing style is marvelous. While reading this novel, I felt a constant coldness and humidity. On the background of my thoughts, I heard the constant sound of pelting falling on the leaves of the Ecuadorian rainforest. It was beautiful and I really recommend this novel!
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The story focuses on Antonio Bolivar, an old Ecuadorian man living on the edge of civilization and of the Amazonian jungle, living the remainder of his life in a simple manner, respecting and benefiniting from the surrounding nature, and finding comfort in love novels brought to him by the dentist who visits the remote hamlet two times a year.
We learn about the past life of the man, his brusk wedlock and h
A simple moralizing tale about nature and the overincreasing involvement of humans in it.The story focuses on Antonio Bolivar, an sometime Ecuadorian man living on the border of civilization and of the Amazonian jungle, living the remainder of his life in a simple manner, respecting and benefiniting from the surrounding nature, and finding condolement in love novels brought to him by the dentist who visits the remote village two times a twelvemonth.
We learn about the past life of the man, his curt union and his life with the local Shuar tribe until the inflow of the Westerners has overturned everything and he was forced to leave the jungle for the hamlet born nearby from colonizers and people searching for their fortune elsewhere.
As the story progresses, the predominant quiet life of the old man is disturbed by tearing clashes between human and nature, and he is forced to intervene.
Antonio'southward tale somewhat reminded me of some other famous short novel, Hemingway'southward The old man and the sea, another story that meditates upon the condition of man and his struggles with nature and its elements.
4 stars from me.
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He studied theatre production at the National Academy. In 1969, Sepúlveda was given a five-year scholarship to keep his drama studies at the Moscow University, but it was withdrawn after v months on account of 'misconduct' (he attended a party with a Politburo Officer'due south Married woman, which was considered high o
Luis Sepúlveda was a Chilean writer, film director, announcer and political activist.He studied theatre production at the National University. In 1969, Sepúlveda was given a v-yr scholarship to continue his drama studies at the Moscow University, simply information technology was withdrawn after five months on account of 'misconduct' (he attended a party with a Politburo Officer'southward Married woman, which was considered high ofense).
Luis Sepúlveda was politically agile starting time as a leader of the student move and in the Salvador Allende assistants in the department of cultural affairs where he was in charge of a series of cheap editions of classics for the full general public. He also acted equally a mediator between the government and Chilean companies.
After the Chilean coup of 1973 which brought to power General Augusto Pinochet he was jailed for two-and-a-one-half years and and then obtained a conditional release through the efforts of the German branch of Amnesty International and was kept under business firm arrest.
He managed to escape and went hugger-mugger for near a yr. With the help of a friend who was head of the Alliance française in Valparaíso he set up a drama group that became the starting time cultural focus of resistance. He was rearrested and given a life sentence (later reduced to twenty-viii years) for treason and subversion.
The German section of Immunity International intervened over again and his prison sentence was commuted to eight years of exile, and in 1977 he left Chile to fly to Sweden where he was supposed to teach Spanish literature. At the first stopover in Buenos Aires he escaped and managed to enter Uruguay. Because the political situations in both Argentina and Uruguay were like to those in his home country, Sepúlveda went to São Paulo in Brazil and and so to Paraguay. He had to leave over again because of the local regime and finally settled in Quito in Ecuador invitee of his friend Jorge Enrique Adoum. He directed the Alliance Française theatre, founded a theatrical company and took part in a UNESCO trek to assess the affect of colonization on the Shuar Indians.
During the expedition he shared the life of the Shuars for seven months and came to an understanding of Latin America as a multicultural and multilingual continent where the Marxism-Leninism he was taught was non applicable to a rural population that was dependent on its surrounding natural environment. He worked in close contact with Indian organizations and drafted the first literacy teaching programme for the Imbabura peasants' federation, in the Andes.
In 1979 he joined the Simón Bolívar international brigade which was fighting in Nicaragua and later the victory of the revolution he started working as a announcer and i twelvemonth after he left for Europe.
He went to Hamburg in Germany considering of his admiration of High german literature (he learned the language in prison) specially the romantics as Novalis and Friedrich Hölderlin and worked at that place every bit journalist traveling widely in Latin America and Africa.
In 1982 he came in contact with Greenpeace and worked until 1987 as a crewmember on one of their ships. He later acted every bit co-ordinator between various branches of the organization.
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