aruma & maw - nos recommandations

Coraline

2009-09-16T19:21:00.013-05:00

By Neil Gaiman

What a good story. My happy return to scary stories was satisfactory. In spite of the atmosphere being very Gaiman, which is to say weird and gloomy, the plot is very simple and ingenious. When I grow up I want to write a story like this.

I most admit that at one point of the story I wanted to stop reading, because it seemed very weird. In fact, I thought that it was another crazy, senseless story, but I continued and I had a pleasant surprise.

Michael told me that Gaiman has said, in interviews, that more adults than children think that the story is scary. I think that this is interesting and true. I have to admit that the story seems overly dark for children, but had I read this story when I was a child it probably wouldn't have scared me at all. That shows that we tend to be scared when we grow up.

A day after finishing the book, I saw the movie, but no, no, no. It's OK if you haven't read the book. But if you have read it, you wouldn't like that they added a new character. There really was no need to do that.

This is the second book I've read where cats are given large roles in the story. I like how cats can be given a big role to play, and, of course, an unrealistic one, while still remaining the cats we know and love and who drive us crazy.

Catching up

2009-09-04T18:07:00.002-05:00

I have a stack of unreviewed books. Unfortunately, I read most of them long enough ago that I can now only barely remember when I finished them, much less what they were really about or more than vague impressions. So these reviews will be out of order and even shorter than usual.

If I'm going to review books at all, I should do so as soon after finishing them as possible. The next book will be one recently finished, since it's still reasonably fresh in my mind, but then it's back to things I finished reading ages ago.

Anathem

2009-09-04T18:00:00.002-05:00

Anathem by Neal Stephenson

Long and, especially in the first half to two thirds, absolutely absorbing.

The Iliad and lucha libre

2009-06-07T19:04:00.004-05:00

Yesterday, celebrating my father in law's birthday, we were at a restaurant with loud televisions, showing lucha libre, the Spanish term for pro wrestling. The food was excellent, so good that it almost made up for the two televisions blaring offensively stupid content, the acrobatics of the wrestlers notwithstanding.

There's no excuse for the fact that the restaurant was so noisy, except that everywhere else is—not much of an excuse. The TVs should have been muted.

As usual, I had a book with me. Yesterday, it was the Iliad. Impishly, I thought maybe it'd be amusing to attend an afternoon of lucha libre and to pull some stunt to get myself on television, but instead of flashing some leg or bringing foghorns like everyone else does, I'd show up at the arena, pull out my copy of the Iliad, and read.

Not long after having this thought, it occurred to me that nearly every character in the Iliad, a seminal work in Western literature, would be enchanted by the spectacle of lucha libre.

Ulysses in comic form

2009-05-25T13:20:00.005-05:00

Ulysses to be serialized in comic form. What's not to like?

Well, surely it'd be more fun with a proper background.

So, all I need to do is to read Ulysses, and I have over two weeks to do it. That probably wouldn't be too difficult [1] if Ulysses weren't based on The Odyssey, which I also have not yet read, and which picks up where The Iliad—also unread—leaves off. All three are on bookshelves in our home already, but what are the chances that I'll finish them all before Ulysses' comic adaptation gets going?

Not very likely, I'm afraid. I don't think I'll be ready to read the comic serialization of Ulysses in two weeks. But it'd be nice if I could.

[1] Ok, it probably would be kind of difficult to read in just a few weeks.

another meme

2008-11-14T09:45:00.004-06:00

I'd avoided these memes for ages, and now I get sucked into two of them in less than 24 hours. Oops.

This one comes from my friend Mark's blog, which I just discovered.

Anyway, here goes:

The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ blog so we can try and track down these people who've only read 6 and force books upon them.

I can't figure out how to underline with Blogger's editor, so the books I've loved will be asterisked instead. Also, since some entries in this list are comprised of many works put into one I'm counting some (Shakespeare and Holmes) as both unread yet loved.

1. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
2. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien *
3. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
4. Harry Potter series - JK Rowling *
5. To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee (I read it in school, but I can't remember anything about it.)
6. The Bible (I've read bits and pieces of it.)
7. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
8. 1984 - George Orwell
9. His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman
10. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
11. Little Women - Louisa M Alcott
12. Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
13. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
14. Complete Works of Shakespeare * (I've read bits and pieces.)
15. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
16. The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien *
17. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
18. Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19. The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
20. Middlemarch - George Eliot
21. Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
22. The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald
23. Bleak House - Charles Dickens
24. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (I actually started it recently, but have been having a hard time getting into it.)
26. Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck (I think I read this in school, but I can't remember now.)
29. Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
30. The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
31. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32. David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33. Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis
34. Emma - Jane Austen
35. Persuasion - Jane Austen
36. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis (also in Chronicles of Narnia, #33)
37. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
38. Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
39. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
40. Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne
41. Animal Farm - George Orwell
42. The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown (I read the Spanish translation, which has the title El código Da Vinci. I doubt I'd ever have read it in English, but at the time it appropriately matched my Spanish ability.)
43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel García Márquez * (I read it in Spanish, where it's called Cien años de soledad.)
44. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46. Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47. Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy * (I think I read it and I'm sure we saw a film adaptation in English class in high school. I intend to read or re-read it in the future, in any case.)
48. The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood
49. Lord of the Flies - William Golding
50. Atonement - Ian McEwan
51. Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52. Dune - Frank Herbert * (Just stay away from the prequels.)
53. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
54. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
55. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57. A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
60. Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel García Márquez (I'll read this in Spanish when I get around to it)
61. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
62. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63. The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65. Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas (We have this in French—and I think in English and Spanish too. I'd like to read it in French, but if I do it'll be very slow going.)
66. On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68. Bridget Jones' Diary - Helen Fielding
69. Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie *
70. Moby Dick - Herman Melville
71. Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72. Dracula - Bram Stoker *
73. The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
74. Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
75. Ulysses - James Joyce
76. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78. Germinal - Emile Zola
79. Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
80. Possession - AS Byatt
81. A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83. The Color Purple - Alice Walker
84. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
86. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87. Charlotte's Web - EB White
88. The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
89. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle * (I've read half of the Barnes and Noble two volume edition of the complete works. Holmes is awesome.)
90. The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92. The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery (I read the French original but didn't understand all of it. Hey, it was my first, and so far only, book in French.)
93. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94. Watership Down - Richard Adams
95. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
97. The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
98. Hamlet - William Shakespeare (also in Complete Works, #14. I know I've seen it, but I can't remember if I've read it. I intend to read it in the future, in any case.)
99. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl *
100. Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

closest book meme

2008-11-13T15:11:00.001-06:00

Grab the nearest book.
Open it to page 56.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.

The following comes the book that, I think, was closest to me at the time, although it was hard to tell for sure since there tend to be books strewn around my apartment:

"Taking Burgundy and Provence peaceably by marriage, he proceeded to make Italy the fulcrum of his new empire."

The quote comes from
A Mighty Fortress: A New History of the German People by Steven Ozment.

Ya te toca, Alma.

Midnight's Children

2008-10-23T18:33:00.001-05:00

Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie. Penguin.

I doubt there's much I could say about this book that hasn't said before, so I won't even try.

Pisa y corre

2008-10-23T18:23:00.002-05:00

Pisa y corre: Beisbol por escrito. By Vicente Leñero and Gerardo de la Torre (eds). Alfaguara. ISBN:968-19-1304-3.

A collection of short stories by Latin American writers about baseball. The book is organized by innings (the table of contents actually says "innings" and not "entradas"), and as you might expect, the score's tied at the end of the ninth, so there are three extra ones.

One of the editors, de la Torre, is the father of a good friend of Alma's. Small world.

Kafka on the Shore

2008-10-23T18:15:00.003-05:00

Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami. Vinage.

As much as I've appreciated Murakami in the past (certainly finding out about an author hitherto unknown to me, liking his work, and discovering that he's prolific is a great thing to happen), this book seemed to me in many ways to be a pastiche of his own earlier works, and as a result not very satisfying. Which is to say: a person who would or does enjoy reading Murakami but hasn't read much so far, should by no means turn down Kafka on the Shore. However, if you've already read a fair amount of his works and are, like me, a bit Murakamied out, you might be disappointed. I expect to continue reading his stuff, but I'm now in much less of a rush to do so.

God's Secretaries

2008-10-23T18:07:00.002-05:00

God's Secretaries: The Making of the King James Bible by Adam Nicolson. Harper Perennial.

A series of short biographies of the Translators who worked on the King James Bible.

While these biographic sketches were interesting in their own right, the book did feel somewhat incomplete: it discussed just the Translators and their close acquaintances, but very little about the process of translating and compiling the Bible itself, which is unfortunate.

Unfortunate for me, anyway; perhaps Nicolson decided, not unreasonably if so, that there are already enough works available that discuss the Bible qua literature and that writing another such work would be redundant. In which case, God's Secretaries serves its intended purpose swimmingly, and I'm merely not quite its intended audience.

Histora de una gaviota y del gato que le enseñó a volar

2008-10-23T18:01:00.002-05:00

Historia de una gaviota y del gato que le enseñó a volar by Luis Sepúlveda. Tusquets.

So short, but so very sweet. In more than one sense. This was the book that finally sold me on Sepúlveda.

God's Crucible

2008-10-23T17:57:00.002-05:00

God's Crucible: Islam and the Making of Europe, 570-1215 by David Levering Lewis. Norton.

A history of Western Europe, particularly the areas of it that today comprise Portugal, Spain, and France, and how conflicts between Muslims and Christians shaped it.

Letter to a Christian Nation

2008-10-23T17:54:00.001-05:00

Letter to a Christian Nation by Sam Harris. Knopf.

My comments about The End of Faith apply equally here.

First Stop in the New World

2008-10-23T17:45:00.003-05:00

First Stop in the New World: Mexico City, the Capital of the 21st Century by David Lida. Riverhead Books.

A collection of portraits of various people and places in Mexico City. Although Lida loves this place—and, in spite of everything, there is indeed quite a lot to love about it—First Stop's strongest effect on me was to make me want to leave, pronto.

On the other hand, it also made me aware of, in spite of having lived here for over four years, how little I really know about this place. I guess after I got settled in and learned my way around a bit, I became set in my routines, or at least out of the habit of regularly exploring and getting lost.

And, although I was by no means ever a regular cantina-goer, I haven't been into one in ages, and sometimes I wonder if maybe I should.

This copy was probably one of the first not initially possessed by its author in Mexico. (I acquired and read it in July.) A friend who was visiting Mexico City from California brought it for me. Thanks, Arturo.

The End of Faith

2008-10-23T17:41:00.001-05:00

The End of Faith: Religion, Terror, and the Future of Reason by Sam Harris. Norton.

Sam Harris' take on religion. Reasonable enough, I guess, except he goes off track with new agey crap and other mostly irrelevant bits and pieces.

El hacedor

2008-10-23T17:35:00.002-05:00

El Hacedor by Jorge Luis Borges. Emecé.

Half short stories, half poems, including "Poema de los dones" with the famous lines:

...Dios, que con su magnifica ironía
me dio a la vez los libros y la noche.

written around the time of his appointment to the Biblioteca Nacional de Buenos Aires and his final lapse into blindness.

El español en América

2008-10-23T17:26:00.002-05:00

El Español En América by Jose G. Moreno Alba. FCE.

A slightly dry yet nonetheless interesting look at the varieties of Spanish as spoken in the Americas, its origins, and its influences.

El secreto del caldo

2008-10-22T14:30:00.002-05:00

Hace una semana preparé un caldo de pollo. Ésta es la receta que usé (espero no haber olvidado algo esencial):

Hervir una pechuga de pollo
Quitar el agua hervida de la pechuga y reañadir más agua
Añadir caldo (en cubo o en polvo)
Añadir col rayada, zanahoria, calabacín, cebolla, dientes de ajo y jengibre (de preferencia raíz, pero sirve con polvo)
Añadir hierbas como albahaca, orégano, tomillo, etc (opcional)
Cortar el pollo en pedacitos
Hervir más
Hacer cubos de una papa y hervirlos aparte (opcional pero recomendado)
Preparar arroz blanco (opcional pero recomendado)
Meter el arroz y la papa en la sopa y cocer un poco más (sólo después de haber hecho los dos pasos anteriores)
Disfrutar, con sal, pimienta, chile, limón, etc a gusto

Y no salió mal, pero tampoco fue muy bueno. No sé por qué. Pero anoche le tocó a Alma preparar el caldo de pollo, y salió mucho mejor. ¿Por qué? Ni idea. Queda evidente que ella tiene un ingrediente secreto o una técnica secreta. Pero no me dice qué será y me es un misterio.

Andy Roddick Beat Me with a Frying Pan

2008-07-09T19:32:00.002-05:00

Andy Roddick Beat Me with a Frying Pan, by Todd Gallagher. Three Rivers Press.

A collection of ~~burning~~ smoldering questions fans of American sports may have, along with some answers.

For example, would a morbidly obese person make a good goalie in hockey? Or, would a baseball team comprised of midgets be successful due to their small strike zones?

Cute, but I'd be exaggerating if I called it a particularly satisfying read.

Shakespeare: The World as Stage

2008-07-09T19:27:00.003-05:00

Shakespeare: The World as Stage, by Bill Bryson. Atlas Books.

A short (199 pp, including a Bibliography) biography of William Shakespeare. It's short by necessity: in spite of his stature as a writer, very little is known about Shakespeare today. Bryson acknowledges this, but does an admirable job of putting together what is known while avoiding the crap that literary critics tend to make up—which isn't entirely satisfying, but it's a lot less unsatisfying than reading clearly fabricated claptrap.

La vida nueva

2008-07-09T19:21:00.002-05:00

La vida nueva, by Orhan Pamuk. Alfaguara.

A strange book, and one harder to summarize than most without giving away too much.

La Reina del Sur

2008-07-09T19:15:00.002-05:00

La Reina del Sur, by Arturo Pérez Reverte. Alfaguara.

The story of a Teresa Mendoza, a woman from Sinaloa who rises in the world of illegal drug dealing.

Exciting and fun güey, except when Pérez Reverte, a Spaniard, uses too much Mexican slang. Chale. Híjole. Also, do Mexicans and other Latin Americans start to use vosotros after living in Spain for a while? Pérez Reverte's Mendoza does, and I thought it odd.

Alma tells me that this book is based loosely on the life of a real person, and even showed me an article about her, but the details seemed rather different in a number of ways.

Ad Infinitum: A Biography of Latin

2008-07-09T19:07:00.002-05:00

Ad Infinitum: A Biography of Latin by Nicholas Ostler. Walker.

Quite similar in intent and scope to A Natural History of Latin (indeed, Ad Infinitum's preface mentioned it in positive terms, which is why I bought it). It's an interesting and entertaining overview of Latin's history.

Although generally good, I found it curiously weak in some places, where Ostler came across strangely pedantic. For example, Ostler translates expecto patronum, from Harry Potter, as "I await the master". True, I guess, in the literal sense, but odd all the same.

Anyway, the lapses into unloving pedantry are rare. Recommended for language nerds.

Mañana en la batalla piensa en mí

2008-04-03T22:17:00.005-06:00

Diría que es una de las novelas más varoniles que he leído. Los planteamientos de Javier Marías me parecieron bastante amenos y enriquecedores. De vez en cuando una carcajada, de pronto nuevamente el drama. Lo que más me inquietó fueron sus profundas reflexiones entorno a la muerte, muchas veces vulgar y ridícula, a través de una historia que en apariencia es simple: Víctor (el protagonista) se encuentra en un verdadero problema la noche en que cenando en casa de Marta, se dispone a su primer encuentro extra marital con ella pero ésta muere.

De ahí se disparan una serie de acciones que Víctor buscará enfrentar, como si fuese un terco cinéfilo que permanece en su butaca incrédulo, reacio a olvidar un final que no entendió.

Lo que más me gustó es su sarcástico y crudo punto de vista sobre el "arrepentimiento humano", ese que lleva a una persona a revelar un obscuro secreto años más tarde, una cuestión que responde más al cansancio que a la moral -cuestión muy masculina eh.

No había tenido la oportunidad de leer antes a Javier Marías, yo lo recomendaría para una persona que esté en buen estado de ánimo y que no le espante lo sórdido ya que no es una novela rosa.

Su narrativa es fluida como caudal de río, como tantas en España, como esas conversaciones de escazas pausas. Es evidente su tendencia a descartar el punto y aparte, pero con tal fluidez se lo puede permitir.

El final es inesperado, muy extendido a mi parecer, definitivamente me quedaría sólo con la primera y segunda parte de la novela. Pero vaya, aún me queda pila de leer la siguiente. Vale, vale, saludos al tío "Chema" desde acá.

Mañana en la batalla piensa en mí de Javier Marías. DEBOLS!LLO. ISBN-13: 978-970-780-086-1.

Ham on Rye

2008-03-20T18:28:00.002-06:00

Charles Bukowski: Ham on Rye. Ecco. ISBN:0-87685-557-5.

A semi autobiographical version of Bukowski's childhood, and a counterpart and effectively a prequel to Post Office.

En diálogo / I

2008-03-20T18:08:00.003-06:00

Jorge Luis Borges and Osvaldo Ferrari: En diálogo / I. Siglo Veintiuno Editores. ISBN:968-23-2606-0.

Transcriptions of short dialogues, about a variety of themes — literature, languages, Argentina, politics, etc — held between Borges and Ferrari.

This is the first volume in a set of two.

Interpreter of Maladies

2008-03-20T17:48:00.001-06:00

Jhumpa Lahiri: Interpreter of Maladies. Mariner Books. ISBN-13:978-0-395-92720-5.

A collection of short stories mostly about Indian-Americans; one takes place in India. A really good book; I definitely intend to pick up other books by Lahiri in the future.

A Natural History of Latin

2008-03-20T17:41:00.003-06:00

Tore Janson (translated and adapted into English by Merethe Damsgaard Sørensen and Nigel Vincent): A Natural History of Latin. Oxford University Press. ISBN-13:978-0-19-921405-1.

A discussion of the history of the Latin language, beginning with the early years of Rome, ending with the present.

Shortcomings

2008-01-27T19:23:00.000-06:00

In spite of the context being different, everything about this graphic novel seems familiar to me: the characters, the places, etc. Maybe it's because I've known people like Peter: rational and negative at the same time. And I've just been to New York city, where part of the story happened.

I like very much this kind of comic, maybe more than manga, althought may be too soon to say that. Really I prefer longer graphic novels, and ones and based on real situations, with funny dialogues and beautiful drawings, like this one. If I were to make a comic without any doubt it would be one like this: funny and pensive. Although I don't like sad endings, and almost I cried this time.

Deogratias, a tale of Rwanda

2008-01-27T17:55:00.000-06:00

We can think that a graphic novel is just a form of entertainment, works of science fiction or fantasy, but that is not always the case. Sometimes the stories are based in reality and we must remember that the reality can be better (or worse) than real life. This is the case of Deogratias, a tale of human horror. I don't remember being in such a state of anxiety and horror after reading a book, not even when reading horror stories.

It's strange to say, but I have to say that I really didn't like the story because it made me feel as though I was suffering the violence and the irrational injustices, but at the same time I have to recognize the ability of the author, Stassen, to show one of humanity's more difficult episodes in a simple way. After just a few minutes of reading, I got sucked in. While it was easy to come to a conclusion about the one of history's worst genocides, which had claimed about 800,000 lives, I don't know what to think about that poor "dog" and eponymous character Deogratias. I really don't know.

Borges on Writing

2008-01-25T19:57:00.000-06:00

Borges on Writing edited by Norman Thomas Di Giovanni, et al. Ecco.

Transcriptions of seminars Jorge Luis Borges gave at Columbia University in the early 1970s.

Los 1001 años de la lengua española

2008-01-25T19:49:00.000-06:00

Los 1001 años de la lengua española by Antonio Alatorre. FCE.

An interesting book about the history of the Spanish language. 1001 years is overspecific, which Alatorre acknowledges, but it's reasonable. Alatorre provides information about how the languages of the Celts, the Romans, the Visigoths, the Arabs, and others shaped what would eventually become Castillian, and how the language of the Castille region of Spain would influence and be influenced by other languages or dialects spoken in Iberia, ultimately resulting in the Spanish language as we know it today.

Sixty Million Frenchmen Can't Be Wrong

2007-12-14T12:41:00.000-06:00

Sixty Million Frenchman Can't Be Wrong, by Jean-Benoît Nadeau and Julie Barlow.

All about French history, culture, and government, contrasting them to their North American equivalents.

Freakonomics

2007-12-14T12:07:00.000-06:00

Freakonomics, by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner.

Freakonomics is a short, extremely quick-to-read book which explains why many things are the way they are using sometimes counterintuitive reasoning.

By way of example, many people attributed the drop in crime in the US in the 1990s to factors such as improved policing and economic growth. Freakonomics posits that the drop in crime was really due to Roe v. Wade, some twenty years earlier.

Freakonomics covers many other topics besides, of course. There is room for "sequels"; for any phenomenon, there are many possible explanations. Levitt's explanations tend to be more interesting, and quite possibly more accurate, than conventional wisdom.

This book has spawned imitators. There are many blogs devoted to questioning conventional wisdom. Some are good; others are written by abject pseudointellectuals.

A Year in the Life of William Shakespeare: 1599

2007-11-12T22:00:00.001-06:00

A Year in the Life of William Shakespeare: 1599, by James Shapiro. Harper Collins.

In this book, Shapiro puts forth the idea that 1599 was the year that Shakespeare went from being merely a talented dramaturgue and poet to being the greatest writer the English language has known.

Instead of defending this idea throughout, Shapiro gives an overview of the history of England in 1599, dominated by Essex' failed expedition in Ireland and the threat of attack by Spain, and how it may have affected the Bard in his quotidian life.

When he sticks to recounting history and making reasonable speculations (after all, for someone so important, relatively little is known about Shakespeare's life), Shapiro does an admirable job.

Less so, though, when gets sucked into writing literary criticism, which he does for each play of Shakespeare's first produced that year. It is in literary critic mode when Shapiro discusses Shakespeare's transformation, and that is when he impresses me least.

But maybe I just dislike literary criticism.

mis reseñas

2007-11-12T21:51:00.000-06:00

Como usted puede ver, hace poco empecé a escribir mis reseñas de libros aquí, generalmente en inglés. Eventualmente voy a terminar un sitio que servirá como indice de los libros que leo, y otros artículos que son «peligrosos» para los lectores que no quieren saber cómo terminan los libros; el primer ejemplo: la reseña del último libro de Harry Potter.

Y creo que Alma escribirá más aquí también. Veremos.

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone

2007-11-12T21:41:00.000-06:00

Finalmente ingresé al mundo de Harry por la lectura del libro Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, el primero de la serie. Ya había explorado este mundo a través de las películas, pero definitivamente no es lo mismo. Esta historia es más completa y divertida en las páginas. Esa frase que dice "una imagen dice más que mil palabras", aquí es de dudarse. La verdad es que la imaginación es multimillonaria y aún cuando ya sabía la trama principal, la lectura de los detalles ma atrapó por ahí del tercer capítulo, porque el primero, si no mal recuerdo me aburrió, pero una vez superado éste, el siguente fue mejor y después ya no pude parar. Me sentí tan gratificada y con tan buen sabor de boca cuando terminé este primer libro que casi me sigo con el segundo, jejeje, pero bueno mejor poco a poco, porque mi inglés aún no es tan bueno como para entender palabritas "chiristirijillas" como las que usan estos niños. En fin, en compensación a esto ahora estoy leyendo un verdadero drama, con sangre y pelos, ya les contaré después.
Por cierto, lo peor que se puede hacer después de leer el libro es ver la película, como odié que cambiaran detalles de la historia y además, que no se explicaran bien algunas situaciones, ¡oggrr! Mi marido dice que ya soy una auténtica e insoportable harrypotteriana jejeje.

The Story of French

2007-11-12T21:24:00.000-06:00

The Story of French, by Jean-Benoît Nadeau and Julie Barlow. St. Martin's Press.

A history of the evolution of the French language. It's light on linguistic detail, and focuses more on the reasons — historical ones, of course — that explain why French speakers are how they collectively are.

Did you know that L'Académie française has had very few linguists as members (immortels)? Or how Anglo Canada reneged on its word various times until the Québécois decided that enough was enough?

Despite, or maybe because of, the rise of English, French remains a relevant international language today. Or so many learners from around the world have decided. And it probably isn't a bad decision; almost wherever you go, you'll find someone who speaks at least a little English. I've never tried speaking French to strangers (except when in francophone countries), but it may well be the case that its diffusion is similar in scope to English's, and as such a good choice for a second (or third, or ...) language if you don't know where your travels may lead you.

Dead Air

2007-11-12T21:12:00.000-06:00

Dead Air, by Iain Banks. Abacus.

This book is called a thriller, and I guess it is. Hard to believe, because it starts off slowly. Not that it is ever boring — Banks has a good lead character whose monologues and rants are fun to read, but certainly he takes his time before getting to the "thriller" part of the book.

It's certainly worth the wait, though. My heart was pounding during most of the last 50 or so pages. How could the lead be so stupid, and would he manage to get out of the jam he got himself into?

Qua thriller, the book could probably be rewritten as a novella and lose little. Maybe. Maybe the long buildup makes the end more exciting; it certainly gives Banks a chance to express (what I assume are) some of his political beliefs, which are reasonable, at least.

Thanks to Paul for leaving this book behind when he visited about two years ago.

Kitchen

2007-11-12T21:08:00.000-06:00

Kitchen, by Banana Yoshimoto. Grove Press.

A short, enjoyable, but ultimately forgettable book. Seriously. I finished it some weeks or months (22 September, according to my records) ago, and I've forgotten pretty much all of it — the summary serves as a reminder, but you can look that up easily enough yourself.

Borges: A Life

2007-11-05T17:28:00.004-06:00

Borges: A Life, by Edwin Williamson. Viking.

Unsurprisingly, Borges: A Life is a biography of one of my favorite authors, Jorge Luis Borges.

Williamson starts with a background of Argentine history starting with its independence from Spain and the role of Borges’ ancestors in that struggle. Borges continues covering Argentina’s history with respect to Borges himself.

Williamson is at his best when sticking to documented facts. When he takes some liberties and presents his own speculations — unlikely ones, in my opinion — about Borges’ most personal thoughts and attitudes and how they shaped his written works and his public persona he is at his weakest. Also, he repeats himself at times: the same nouns (that is, the same persons, places, and things) are often introduced and reintroduced. Better editing might have helped.

Still, at $verycheap on remainder at the Harvard Book Store, and as a chronicle of an interesting life, it was well worth my time and money.

I have no few books by Borges, and several other favorite authors, sitting on my bookshelves waiting to be read. I like to think of them as reserves — when in doubt, I know I have something good and new (to me) to read.

N.P.

2007-11-05T17:28:00.003-06:00

N.P. by Banana Yoshimoto. Tusquets.

N.P. is the story of a book, aptly named N.P., written by a Japanese expat in English. Its translation into Japanese is stalled because its translators, and, in fact, all of the people who get too involved in the book, find, with tragic results, their life imitating that of its author and some of the stories contained therein.

The Children of Húrin

2007-11-05T17:28:00.001-06:00

The Children of Húrin by J.R.R. Tolkien, edited by Christopher Tolkien. Houghton Mifflin.

As often happens with really good books, this book seemed more like a gift from its author and editor and less like something I paid my own money to get. This book was so good that I was able to finish it while on a plane, something I’m rarely able to do.

The Lord of the Rings was told from the point of view of the smallest character in a given chapter: usually one of the hobbits. Children, by contrast, is told from the perspective of great men, and in a more impersonal, more summarizing style.

The only disappointment is that this story is only a small part of a much longer history, which is summarized in The Silmarillion. I hope there are more books in this vein to come; certainly Tolkien left enough unfinished material to provide for several such books in the future.

Defensa apasionada del idioma español

2007-11-05T17:27:00.001-06:00

Defensa apasionada del idioma español, by Álex Grijelmo. Punto de Lectura.

The book’s title translates to “[A] Passionate Defense of the Spanish Language”. It started on a high note. People write badly, use words unnecessarily borrowed from other languages, and generally disrespect their linguistic heritage. “Right on!”, I said, and kept on saying during a non-contiguous third of the book.

The rest was not so good.

Those non-contiguous two thirds of the book cover the many things Grijelmo knows little about: English (from which modern Spanish borrows many words), computers, international trade, history, and more and how they relate to modern Spanish usage.

Taking English, Grijelmo rails against Anglicisms in large part because he thinks that they fragment the language, with the ultimate effect of causing unintelligibility among speakers: a debatable conclusion.

It’s true that many Spanish speakers today use words borrowed from the English that are strictly unnecessary.

Some do it thinking it makes them sound sophisticated, which I find rather obnoxious, not least because those words are all too often misused (and mispronounced!). “Esto es para tax purposes” is as ~~good~~ bad an example as any.

It’s also true that a number of false cognates have been made true cognates through misuse. The word “evento”, for example, didn’t always mean something planned such as a show, but rather something unplanned. English retains this meaning: “in the event of an emergency…”

And then there are Latinos who live in the US and other English-speaking countries who have adapted English words into Spanish: “parquear el carro a la marqueta”, for example. Here, the unintelligibility argument holds no water, and in fact is rather insulting to Spanish speakers. Does he think that they’re all so stupid that after a short period of exposure they couldn’t understand a dialect where less than 1% (my estimate; I’d be interested in seeing real figures) of the words are different?

I happen to find the first two cases of Anglicisms unnecessary and, indeed, rather tasteless. I try to avoid them. Sometimes my incomplete vocabulary makes this difficult, although I do my best: “Vamos a un … ¿cómo se dice? En inglés la palabra es «show».” I don’t use the Anglicisms used by Latinos in English-speaking countries, but nor do I denigrate them — in fact, I think they enrich the language as a whole.

For the most part, I wrote off Grilejmo as a grumpy old fart. There’s nothing wrong with that, really. But his downright absurd statements about English (and other things, of course, but this book is really too insignificant for it to be worth it to criticize everything) are what really got to me. He calls it a frigid language, less expressive, blah blah.

It ends on a positive, and almost inspiring note. But by then it was too late, and the damage was done. A waste of time and paper. Too bad, considering its potential.

(Oh, occasionally he put in a little parting shot at the ends of chapters in an attempt to be funny, much like The Economist often does, except The Economist’s quips are generally humorous. Grijelmo’s are not.)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

2007-11-05T17:26:00.000-06:00

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling. Bloomsbury.

I’m not sure what I can say about this book that other people haven’t already said, at least not without revealing spoilers. I went to some effort to not expose myself to any spoilers, and I’ll try not to inflict them on anyone else, either. But in case I screw up and reveal something I shouldn’t, you can read the rest of what I have to say about it offsite.

Ficciones

2007-11-05T17:24:00.001-06:00

Ficciones by Jorge Luis Borges. Joaquín Mortiz / Emecé.

Ficciones was originally published in two volumes: El jardín de senderos que se bifurcan and Artificios. Subsequent republishings have combined them into this single volume. El jardín is definitely the stronger of the two. “Pierre Menard”, especially, is awesome.

The Lord of the Rings

2007-11-05T17:23:00.001-06:00

The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien. Houghton Mifflin.

I reread the Lord of the Rings recently. I was pleasantly surprised how good it was. Having seen the movies certainly makes it less good, though. Because it’s hard to get the theme music and Elijah Wood’s obnoxious face out of your mind. Also, I was dreading some parts — the battle at Helm’s Deep, in particular — because it was so badly done (and BORING!) in the film adaptation. Turns out it’s pretty good in the book.

If you’ve never seen the movie or read the book, just read the book. If you’ve seen the movie, I’m sorry. You should still read the book.

The Neocon Reader

2007-11-05T17:22:00.000-06:00

The Neocon Reader by Irwin Stelzer (ed) et al. Grove Press.

I was writing a review when, meaning to open a new tab in my browser, I hit C-r instead of C-t. Everything lost.

So much for that. It’s sufficient to say that Irwin Stelzer is an intellectual lightweight, and whoever the pseudointellectual who wrote the piece about pr0n was is even worse, and few of the people whose writings are included are much better.

Which isn’t to say that you shouldn’t read the book.

Fantasyland

2007-11-05T17:21:00.004-06:00

Fantasyland by Sam Walker. Penguin.

This book sucks; don’t read it.

If you’re in a rush, those six words should be enough.

Otherwise…

So this is a book about a sportswriter who manages to talk his way into an expert fantasy baseball competition, Tout Wars. He uses his sportswriter-insider access to talk to actual ball players and baseball execs, and learns nothing. He hires two guys, an idiot and a smart guy, and proceeds to ignore the smart guy and actually pay attention to the idiot. He doesn’t win.

A hint for authors and editors: if you want to look sophisticated by including accents in foreign names, do so consistently. And if you want to transcribe quotes by people with bad English, do so consistently, and not using some half assed ad-hoc system. It’d be worth it.

Told by a flake, full of useless words and phony emotions, signifying nothing.

Update: What I really meant to write was that when I saw this book, I was hoping it would be Moneyball II, which it definitely was not. Otherwise I doubt I’d have even picked it up.

god is not Great

2007-11-05T17:21:00.003-06:00

god is not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything by Christopher Hitchens. Twelve.

If Richard Dawkins is “Darwin’s rottweiler”, then who is Christopher Hitchens? He is certainly more vicious than Dawkins.

In any case, buying their books is a public service; best-selling books about controversial topics (and the more I think about it, the harder I find it to believe that anything said in this book is really controversial) get their authors on television and on the radio and on speaking circuits. That much is a good thing.

No real surprises: it discusses the harm that religion has done and continues to do, and has lengthy sections on the absurdities of various religions.

French Made Simple

2007-11-05T17:21:00.001-06:00

French Made Simple by Pamela Rose Haze. Made Simple Books.

French Made Simple is a textbook that I bought in a bookstore in Montréal when I was there last summer.

The first chapter lists some statistics about French and its speakers and some reasons why you might want to learn it. The second provides detailed pronunciation information (which I would do well to revisit) — as detailed as I think you can get in a book without using overly technical vocabulary that only people trained in linguistics would understand.

Each chapter from the third on starts off with a short reading. At first, the readings are divided into two columns; the left has French text and the right has an English translation. Later chapters’ readings are French-only. After the readings come vocabulary related to and grammar introduced in the text. Then an exercise or two, some more grammatical information, and then a few more exercises. After every few chapters, there’s a review-only section which lists vocabulary and has more exercises and a reading for practice.

The readings are based on an ongoing story. Monsieur Brown, a New York based importer of French objets d’art, plans to visit France to meet his representative in Paris and, time permitting, check out the French countryside. He doesn’t speak French and his agent doesn’t speak English (how they’ve managed to do business is never explained), so M. Brown decides to learn French. He is taught by Monsieur Picard, a Frenchman who lives in New York. M. Brown eventually travels to France and gets on and along fine.

I can’t remember exactly when I started this book; it was after I started working from home; I generally read it and did the exercises while eating lunch. I did all the exercises except for those that were translations into English. That’s because I was writing out the exercises in a notebook. Writing in French is, for now, slow enough that I can keep up with myself. When I write in English, my hand can’t keep up with my mind, and it’s frustrating. I did usually speak what I would have written, sotto voce, however.

I was pleased with this book; its descriptions and explanations were generally clear and, as far as I can tell, correct. If I didn’t already know Spanish (and if I hadn’t already gone through some other, incredibly crappy, and poorly and inaccurately translated into Spanish books about French), my impression might be different. Certainly knowing English and another Romance language helps with learning French immensely.

There are other books in the same series that appear to be equally good, although without having read them nor done their exercises I can’t be sure.

Slow Learner

2007-11-05T17:20:00.003-06:00

Slow Learner by Thomas Pynchon. Bantam.

Slow Learner is a collection of short stories written early in Pynchon’s career. All were written before the publication of V. except the last, which was written between V. and The Crying of Lot 49. Some characters, such as Pig Bodine and Victoria Wren, who show up elsewhere in Pynchon’s œuvre, make appearances in these stories.

I don’t know why I choose to read this, given how much I disliked Gravity’s Rainbow. It was an improvement, although that really isn’t saying much.

The maddening thing about Pynchon is that he can write well when he wants to. He is capable of writing enjoyable and readable passages and even complete books, but has more than once chosen not to. I can’t begin to understand, much less explain, why someone outside of academia would choose to do that.

If you come across a copy, I suggest reading “Low-lands” and “The Secret Integration” — those two were well written and entertaining. The others you might as well skip.

La hija de Kheops

2007-11-05T17:20:00.001-06:00

La hija de Kheops by Alberto Laiseca. Tusquets.

If I were somehow sent back two thousand years in time to, say, Classical Rome, I think I’d probably manage to get along reasonably well. Sure, language would be a problem initially. Hygiene standards weren’t what they are today. And many -isms and -phobias that are today in the process of being wiped out were at that point still alive and well. However, I think that people then and people now are fundamentally similar. I don’t think I’d come to the conclusion that everyone around me was completely nuts. Products of their time and in many ways bass-ackward, probably. But not crazy.

But the thought of being sent a few thousand years before that, to Ancient Egypt, really makes me wonder. If La hija de Kheops is anything to go by, people then were weird. Superstitious, incestuous, and downright strange.

Full of grossness (read: incest, and try not to think too much about it), odd anachronisms, and some amusing wordplay. Possibly quite inaccurate. Generally entertaining.

(It looks like this book was never translated into English.)

Trafalgar

2007-11-05T17:19:00.003-06:00

Trafalgar by Angélica Grodoscher. Emecé.

Trafalgar reminded me somewhat of Wells’ The Time Machine. Even more so of Asimov’s Foundation, and, to a lesser extent, several of his short stories about robots. Written, of course, in Rioplatense Spanish, which contains not a few words that neither Alma nor I understand.

Quite entertaining.

Introducción a la literatura inglesa

2007-11-05T17:19:00.001-06:00

Introducción a la literatura inglesa by Jorge Luis Borges, with María Esther Vázquez. Alianza.

A review of British literature from the time of the Anglo Saxons until the middle of the twentieth century. The title is somewhat misleading, as the book covers more than just English literature: several Irish and Scottish authors merit a mention.

This book is very similar in intent and presentation to Introducción a la literatura norteamericana, but with far fewer misspellings.

The Sexual Life of Catherine M.

2007-11-05T17:18:00.000-06:00

The Sexual Life of Catherine M. (La Vie Sexuelle de Catherine M.) by Catherine Millet. Grove Press.

JB tells me that the word for a pretentious person is “prick”. If the author is a she, “twat”.

Isn’t that appropriate?

The Sexual Life of Catherine M. is two hundred pages of lousy output by a twat. A twat with a very active twat, as it turns out.

That someone can manage to write ten score pages all about sex and nothing else without being interesting or titillating is nothing short of amazing. In a bad way. I was dying for the book to finish. It was a quick read, but not quick enough.

But the book isn’t merely boring. There’s also the fact that Millet is basically not credible, and not just because her day job is art criticism. A shy person with all sorts of diverse friendships? Right. Once she tried her hand at prostitution when she needed the money, but that didn’t work out. Nobody ever paid her for sex. And she really didn’t receive many gifts from her paramours — it only took a mere two thirds of a page to list them all. And so on. But then, critics are the lowest of the low (hello, world!), and I think she basically knows it, and thus wants to pass off as an artist. So why not stretch the truth a whole lot and claim to be a prurient James Joyce?

To put it succinctly, Millet is full of both shit and dick, and has a written a book with less literary merit or interest as a story than that sad work of internet fan fiction where, when Harry Potter and Hermione Granger unexpectedly meet Xena, crazy hijinks ensue.

(Note: I have not read said fan fiction. It might not even exist.)

Avoid.

Fragile Things

2007-11-05T17:17:00.002-06:00

Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman. William Morrow.

About ten years ago I went to the worst concert I’ve ever seen. The opening band was Self, a one hit wonder, and one whose one hit (”So Low”) wasn’t very good. The headlining band was Cracker. They opened with a song I liked, “I Hate my Generation”. Then they played ~~country~~ ~~rockabilly~~ ~~music?~~ crap for about nineteen hours. Then they closed with “Low”.

(I think they came out for an encore, but I’d had enough. It was the first and last concert I’ve left before it was really over.)

Fragile Things is just like Cracker’s concert, but without an opening band. And it’s made up of short stories and poems, not songs. And it is pretty good, certainly not the worst book I’ve ever read.

So it really wasn’t much like that Cracker concert at all… except that the first story and the last story are by far the best in the book. The first is based on “A Study in Scarlet”, with a Lovecraftian twist. The last is a short sequel to American Gods.

And, really, the stuff in the middle is pretty respectable too. Recommended.

Post Office

2007-11-05T17:17:00.001-06:00

Post Office by Charles Bukowski. Ecco.

I read this book in under a day. It’s good. Bukowski doesn’t show off.

Un veijo que leía novelas de amor

2007-11-05T17:16:00.000-06:00

Un viejo que leía novelas de amor (The Old Man Who Read Love Stories) by Luis Sepúlveda. Tusquets.

A short (137pp) story. It reminded me Cien años de soledad and especially El coronel no tiene quien le escriba, both books by Gabriel García Márquez that take place in isolated towns in South America plagued by corrupt local government. (Gabo turned 80 today, by the way). The last third also reminded me of The Old Man and the Sea.

As with all books in Tusquets’ “colección andanzas” line, the edition itself is a thing of physical beauty.

The Plot Against America

2007-11-05T17:15:00.000-06:00

The Plot Against America by Philip Roth. Vintage.

The Plot Against America is a historical fiction novel set during the time leading up to and the first several years of the second World War. The twist is that, instead of being reelected in 1940, Roosevelt loses to Charles Lindbergh, an isolationist, and probably antisemetic.

It is narrated by Philip Roth himself as a boy of about nine, who (at least in the book) lived at that time in a Jewish neighborhood of Newark, New Jersey. (I don’t know much about Roth’s life, and as such don’t know what liberties he took. The book is in written in the first person, though, and the main character is named Philip Roth. So there.) With Lindbergh in power and antisemitism on the rise, the life of the Roth family, hitherto relatively stable if not especially prosperous, undergoes several profound changes.

My first impression, several pages in, was along the lines of “oh boy, here comes a massive apologia for Israel”. Not so - Israel isn’t even mentioned. Roth’s father, an admirable character, believed very much in America, which, as a secular democracy, was the right thing to believe in. For all the people trying to make it so, the US isn’t a country based on religion or race. Israel is, and that’s my root problem with it. It should be yours, too.

The style of writing is odd. Mostly it sounds like a nine year old’s writing, with simple language and simple ideas. It reminded me of “young adult” literature, stuff I read when I was about that age. But every now and then Roth breaks out these long sentences with words no nine year old would know. Which isn’t a bad thing, but a bit strange nonetheless.

Worth reading, as it helps explain some of the motivations of today’s Jews, a people who collectively have a serious, yet largely self-inflicted, PR problem, especially outside the US, yet isn’t too heavy-handed about it.

Fervor de Buenos Aires

2007-11-05T17:14:00.002-06:00

Fervor de Buenos Aires by Jorge Luis Borges. Emecé.

A short (~80pp) book of poetry written early in Borges’ career, shortly after first returning to Argentina after having lived in Europe for several years.

I’ve sometimes said “I don’t believe in poetry”, half in jest. Really, I’m undecided as to whether poetry in general is good art or a waste of paper. Fervor did not alter my agnosticism towards metaphor and obliqueness.

Lo bello y lo triste

2007-11-05T17:14:00.001-06:00

Lo bello y lo triste (title in Japanese: 美しさと哀しみと, title in English: Beauty and Sadness) by Yasunari Kawabata. Emecé. Translated by Nélida M. de Machain.

I bought Lo bello at a book fair in the Zócalo several months ago. I like Emecé’s format, and since they publish books by Borges, I figured it was worth a look to see what else they publish. Emecé did not let me down. (¿”¡Emecé PLV!”?) Interestingly, on the page that has the copyright notice, edition info, etc. (is there a name for that page? If so, what is it?), the title of the English translation is also given. I doubt the book was translated from Japanese to English to Spanish, but it’s possible.

The book itself is about an author of some fifty years, Oki, who goes to look up an old flame, Otoko, whom he does find. He also meets her protégée, Keiko, a character of some ambiguity. Lo bello y lo triste chronicles their adventures, past and present.

I’ve only read books (as an adult) by one other Japanese author, Haruki Murakami. I guess it’s inevitable, if a bit provincial, that I make comparisons between the two. (I found myself making similar comparisons between Italo Calvino and Umberto Eco, and I’ve only read one book by each, although both Foucault’s Pendulum and If on a winter’s night a traveller talk quite a lot about books qua books.) So, given a very small sample of Kawabata’s œuvre, here are some comparisons.

Kawabata is more descriptive than Murakami, and describes colors and sensations more vividly. On the other hand, Murakami’s books tend to get to the point, and seem more believable; they’re generally (always? I can’t remember now) written in the first person, and as such he doesn’t try to get inside the heads of all of his characters. He only needs to understand one of them. When Kawabata recounts conversations between two women, I have to wonder how realistic - and thus believable - they really are.

There are aspects to Lo bello that are recognizable in books by Murakami, particularly South of the Border, West of the Sun and Tokio Blues (Norwegian Wood) - which isn’t to say that I’d call Murakami derivative; he is anything but.

Some Japanese critics have apparently criticized Murakami for being too Westernized; I’m not aware of any such charge leveled against Kawabata. As such, and even if the language weren’t beautiful and the plot weren’t interesting, new insight into a very different culture is worth the admission price alone.

Recommended.

If on a winter's night a traveler

2007-11-05T17:13:00.002-06:00

If on a winter’s night a traveler by Italo Calvino. Harvest Books. Translated by William Weaver.

A book about books, or is it about their readers? The protagonist - that’d be me (or would that be you? The book is written mostly in the second person) - starts reading a book only to find that not too far into it, due to an apparent publishing error, the action is suddenly cut off and replaced with a totally different book. He gets a new copy, and it’s yet another book, and one which is soon to be cut off as well! …And so on.

Recommended, although slightly frustrating as the book-within-the-book keeps rebooting itself, and none of the sub-stories has a proper resolution. Or an improper one. The prose is fluid, which compensates for the frustration of starting almost anew so many times: starting anew may be annoying, but at least it’s easy to do.

Hat tip to JB for lending me this book; maybe some day I’ll have a chance to return it to him.

Gravity's Rainbow

2007-11-05T17:13:00.001-06:00

Gravity’s Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon. Penguin.

Gravity’s Rainbow has 100 to 150 enjoyable, contiguous pages. The rest of its 760 pages are boring, tedious, and full of nonsense: pseudopsychology and gratuitous drug use and sex. [*] It digresses, it makes your eyeballs itch, and it contains language that is deliberately hard to parse (or was it just never edited?). Finally, it doesn’t have any real point; the story qua story sucks, and there is no message.

It’s been described as unreadable. That’s not quite true, because I’ve basically read it (I skimmed towards the end). It is, however, not worth reading.

I admit that there were some cute moments here and there. Like ten or so. Out of more than six hundred pages of otherwise garbage.

Crap. As I said above, I skimmed the last 200 pages or so. That wasn’t fast enough. I should have just flipped them. I could still claim to have read it. And I would have, I suspect, read more than most self-professed Pynchon fans and the people who couldn’t finish it but were too ashamed - professionally or personally - to admit it.

[*] I am not against drug use or sex in books, or out of them, for that matter. But when they’re pointless they’re pointless. In Gravity’s Rainbow they usually are.

Update: Go read this comic. Read its tool tip. Point well made.

2007-11-05T17:12:00.002-06:00

The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie. Picador.

The Satanic Verses is easily Rushdie’s most famous work. I found it to be of mixed quality. Some parts are really good, beautifully written and interesting to follow. Overall, the story is good, even if the ending left me rather unsatisfied.

But sometimes the poetic language and “novel” use of punctuation went too far, annoying me. Parts of the book - lots of the book - end up reading something close to Moleskine’s propaganda, the writing of pretentious kids dilettantes course takers. There is a fine line between art and annoyance. Rushdie crossed it too often.

But I can overlook all that. Because in the grand scheme of things, I’m totally on Rushdie’s side.

Are you familiar with the series of events that followed Verses’s publication? There are still barbarians in the late 20th and early 21st century.

Introducción a la literatura norteamericana

2007-11-05T17:12:00.001-06:00

Introducción a la literatura norteamericana by Jorge Luis Borges. Emecé.

A review of Northamerican literature, up to 1970 or so. Borges mentions several authors that I haven’t read and probably should.

I wonder if this book was ever translated into English.

The book has lots of errors; many English words and placenames are misspelt. I like to think the errors are due to the editor or publisher, not Borges, who learned English in his childhood and presumably wouldn’t have made such mistakes. I made a list of all the errors I noticed, and plan to send Emecé mail. Pedantic mail.

The chapter on Native American literature seems a bit forced. Political correctness in Borges - who’d have guessed? But then again, I usually take a dim view towards poetry. And it’s not all political correctness; Borges calls the Indians los pieles rojas (redskins).

Not the greatest of Borges’ works by any stretch, but it was quite cheap at the Gandhi in Querétaro. And more Borges of course looks good on the bookshelf.

El libro de los seres imaginarios

2007-11-05T17:11:00.000-06:00

El libro de los seres imaginarios, by Jorge Luis Borges. Emecé.

A list, in alphabetical order, of imaginary beings found in mythology and literature. One of the least practical books imaginable, and probably not comprehensive enough to serve as a real reference, but enjoyable.

ginger ale

2007-09-25T20:06:00.001-05:00

On Sunday, Alma and I brewed a small batch of ginger ale. We roughly followed the directions at http://www.wikihow.com/Make-Ginger-Ale. We deviated from the recipe a little bit in using limes instead of lemons. Hey, we're in Mexico — what do you expect?

It finished brewing this morning (by our estimation). We let it refrigerate during the day, and just now opened and tried it. It was pretty good.

Next time, we'll probably use fewer limes, so it's less citrusy; more ginger; and more yeast, so it comes out fizzier.

Not bad at all for a first try!

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2007-08-03T23:06:00.000-05:00

La memoria de Shakespeare

2007-06-24T22:24:00.000-05:00

¿Alguna vez imaginaste tener un encuentro contigo mismo pero más viejo, dentro de un sueño y no saber quién está soñando a quien?, ¿qué pasaría si alguien te pudiera dar como herencia la memoria de Shakespeare? Borges lo relata en dos de las cuatro historias que conforman este pequeño librito.

Un exquisito platillo gourmet, tuve el placer de cenármelo anoche, qué deleite. No he encontrado mejor maestro del cuento que él, en serio. No sé qué me asombra más, los temas que aborda en sus historias, los diálogos que configura o su delicada capacidad de síntesis.

Una vez más entré a la cosmología borgeana, poblada de sueños y dualidades, qué gusto es enfundarme en su piel y mirar de otra forma este mundo. Los golpes de su inteligencia se reciben con gusto. No puedo mas que dar gracias por tanta belleza y cordura.

Museum Of Terror (Tomie 1)

2007-06-24T20:53:00.000-05:00

I didn't know that I liked Japanese anime, particularly the genre of terror. Since the day I saw Ghost in the Shell, I knew that I had the potential to become a fan. A couple of weeks ago I was in Harvard Bookshop, in the used books section, where I found a lot of anime books at a good price. One was "Tomie". When I read the first dialog something said to me "this book is for you". The sentence was: "My friend Tomie is dead... pieces of her body were found scattered everywhere..."

I couldn't stop reading the nine stories. All were good, but the ones I liked most were "Photo" and "Painter", with its sarcastic humor.

I recommend Museum of Terror you. It's easy to read while on public transport, it's fun to read in reverse (as a comic book translated from the Japanese, its panels are viewed and read right to left, top to bottom), and it's excellent English practice because the characters speak colloquially.

I am very anxious to read more books like this. I don't know why I didn't buy more. If you have a book like this one, we can trade. ;)

About The Chronicles of Narnia

2007-05-02T22:56:00.000-05:00

Finally I finished reading the first book of The Chronicles of Narnia, The Magician's Nephew, by C.S. Lewis. I spent a little more of a month reading it. Over the last month I didn't have much time to read, because I had a lot of work. In fact I read mostly while on my way to and from work. I had a good time reading it, and I laughed a lot.

I hadn't had the opportunity to read much fantasy, much less for kids. It was very fun because I felt like a child. Despite of Mike, who insisted in that I should have begun with the second book, I preferred to begin with the first, trusting in the publisher. He said that it wasn't the correct order -- the order that the author wrote the series -- and that I shouldn't know certain things before reading the other books. Now I really don´t know if I was right or not.

If one day I decide to finish the series maybe I'll have a different opinion.

I found some many Christian references in the story, but that is very common in stories for kids. However, I enjoyed my adventure with Polly and Diggory.

Ghost in the Shell

2007-03-25T20:25:00.000-06:00

I imagine that Alma will be posting a review of Ghost in the Shell soon.

Siddhartha

2007-03-19T12:13:00.000-06:00

Reconfortante, revitalizante, esperanzador... Algo que sí recomiendo para quienes sientan que a su alma hace falta alimento. No es alta literatura, tampoco es doctrina, nada de eso, el sentido es otro, seguir la senda de un viajero, sobre un camino muy extraño. A pesar de ser un relato corto, debo reconocer que hasta cierto punto me fastidió, ésto por el estravío que experimenta el personaje y el propio. Sin embargo, se trata del tipo de lectura que si se deja a medias es peor, por ello, me decidí llegar hasta el final, éste debía traer algo de claridad. ¡Y zás! el último capítulo me trajo el confort que tanto anhelaba Siddhartha y, por supuesto, tanto anhelaba yo. Y no, no se trata del típico final feliz, más bien es donde cae el veinte de haber hecho tremendo viajesote, donde la reflexión ilumina. Ese foquito que siempre, desde Platón, nos empeñamos en encender. Este pequeño librito, escrito por Hermann Hesse, es un recuento conciente que ayuda a reorganizar el bahúl donde guardamos las cosas importantes de la vida. Pero claro, puedo estar mintiendo, más "lo contrario de cada verdad es tan verdadero como la verdad misma". ¡Qué tal!

Mike's birthday

2007-03-12T21:53:00.000-06:00

A few days ago it was the Mike's birthday. Here some photos of the party (Pictures)
Happy birthday Mike!
I wonder if someday I'll pronounce "happy birthday" correctly!

El maestro de go

2007-03-07T13:26:00.000-06:00

El maestro de go no es un libro para leerse de una sentada, no.

Aunque se trate de un relato breve es mejor tomarse su tiempo, disfrutarlo sin presiones. Si es posible, abandonarlo un par de días y después retomarlo, volver a la partida del juego. Justamente, en este libro se narra, entre muchas cosas, una inusual partida de go, en donde se experimenta la tensión de estar frente al tablero. Como está cargado inumerables descripciones en torno al juego podría fastidiarte leerlo de corrido, por ello recomiendo hacerlo por ratitos.

La historia se enmarca en Japón, en 1938, durante el juego final del campeonato de go, último juego del gran maestro, representante de toda una gran época de go, al que se le considera un arte. Durante el encuentro, que se prolonga por seis meses -sí se saben tomar su tiempo eh-, Kawabata, el autor, da cuenta de las meticulosas y complicadas reglas de este juego, bajo condiciones establecidas por concenso y arbitrio, las cuales resultan bastante extrañas para quienes somos ajenos a este universo. A su vez, el autor explora la cotidianidad de los jugadores para adentrarnos en su vida y conocer de cerca tanto sus fortalezas como sus debilidades. También nos confronta con valores y costumbres de una época que ya parece muy remota: ante todo la respetuosa consideración hacia el hombre mayor, el maestro.

De manera magistral la crónica no es lineal, ¿cómo logra esto el autor? Aún no lo sé, pero su sutileza para hilvanar hechos en forma discontinua es muy ingeniosa. Este forma de narración fascina desde su inicio. Sólo un gran talento puede desmenuzar una historia dando brincos por la línea del tiempo, sin perderse. Ahora tendré que releerlo para tomar nota de manera más conciente eh!

Aunque el libro está basado en un hecho real, se menciona que buena parte de la reconstrucción de la historia es ficticia, pero como en toda "novela reportaje" que he leído, me parece muy apegada a los hechos reales.

Lo extraño de este librito es que a pesar de conocer el nombre del vencedor desde el inicio, se sigue experiementando durante todo el relato la tensión y ansiedad típicas de los juegos de competencia. Si disfrutas los juegos de mesa, este relato te deleitará.

Telegram de Björk

2007-02-19T11:50:00.000-06:00

¿Por qué descubrí este disco hasta ahora? Tengo las manos sobre mi cabeza al decirlo.

Telegram es el título del disco que Björk nos entregó hace más de 10 años, ¡aahh cómo se pasa el tiempo! Y a pesar de ello suena como si hubiera sido producido este año, mérito de su vanguardia. Contiene mezclas y arreglos que hacen distintas sus canciones de entonces. Algunas canciones se acompañan de violín, otras tienen toquecitos de jazz y hasta rap, aunque de este último nunca he sido partidaria. Debo confesar que son muy pocos los discos que saben entrecruzar el ingenio con el buen gusto, sorprendentemente éste me dejó feliz. Al contrario de otros materiales suyos, Telegram tiene una portada muy x, con fotos cachondonas en el interior ;) ¡qué milagro eh! Es un disco de fácil digestión, lleno de soniditos raros y ricos.

Sobre este blog

2006-07-14T10:15:00.000-05:00

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