I've been looking forward to reading this one by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. But at the end I'm left with mixed feelings. This is an elaborate family saga through about 6 generations living all in the same house but each in solitude due to their obsessions, quirks, ghosts and fixations. As ever, Marquez creates a magic-realist world where ghosts and impossible events exist without apology; it is beyond the suspension of disbelief but so beautifully and poetically written that you can enjoy the language without caring if it's believable.
It is a cold reading experience, with characters who are not designed to be related to, but an enjoyable one all the same.
Thursday, 15 March 2012
One hundred years of solitude
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