This is one of those sure-fire books that get all the modern literature majors excited at their po-mo, creme-limned Starbucks orgies. Feb 22, Guille rated it it was amazing Shelves: Palinuro is a medical student, or wants to be, anyhow. Ek that is why Del Paso is a genius. Otherwise we recommend it very, very highly.
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One of its kind. If I were asked what this book is about, I will be able to do no more than babble like a six month old. This book is like a house of mirrors. Each mirror sends you down a rabbit hole, carrying you on an enticing journey full of wonder and splendor. It has the charm of fairy tales and prince ss stories without being one such story itself.
It has the enchantment of dreams, but is much beyond a dream. Reading Palinuro of Mexico makes for a rather demanding relationship. With the uncountable allusions to art, literature, science, history, philosophy and what not, it was all I could do to not lose myself in a Wikipedian labyrinth. Else it would have taken me years to finish it. And yet, it had me hooked. I find this a hard book to recommend to anyone.
What Palinuro of Mexico taught me about reading it was to be in the moment. Let it into your bloodstream and when it hits your head, you will know. There were a few occasions when I felt like I was dragging my feet through sand, when a chapter began to look longer than eternity. But, for each of those moments, the Del Paso voiced angel on my shoulder made me fall in love with it all over again.
Taking into account all that is wonderful and all that is potentially frustrating about Palinuro of Mexico, my rating averages to all of those five stars. Five stars for the house in Holiday Square and the world around it.
Five stars for the mirror who died. Yes, five stars all around for this one. Let me not forget to acknowledge the great job by the translator who not only made this work accessible to us, but sculpted all the wordplay, never-ending sentences and paragraphs into delicious prose. I ought to read me some Rabelais soon.
And Joyce. And Sterne. But for now, a needy Warholic is looking for my time. Palinuro of Mexico, likewise, is our navigator through this ambitious book.
Palinuro of Mexico
PALINURO DE MEXICO