- Author: Gabriel Garcia Marquez
- Translator: Edith Grossman
- Publisher: Vintage International
- Published: November 2006
- ISBN-10: 1400095948
- ISBN-13: 9781400095940
- Format: Paperback
- Copyright: 2005
- Subject: FICTION / Literary
Our Price: $13.95
In the first novel in 10 years from the Nobel Prize-winning author of One Hundred Years of Solitude, Love in the Time of Cholera, and Chronicle of a Death Foretold, among others, a ninety-year-old man, on the eve of his 90th birthday decides to give himself a wild night of love. Unmarried, he has purchased the services of hundreds of women - it is his pattern. A virgin procured for this ritual is enchanting but exhausted, and can only sleep after sewing all day. It is he who awakens to a romance he has never known. A tender, knowing, and slyly comic work. 128p.
An erotic novella from Colombian Nobel laureate Garc'a Márquez (Living to Tell the Tale, 2003, etc.), his first fiction in ten years. The hero is a Colombian journalist who describes himself as second-rate. But Garc'a Márquez, perennially enraptured by the wonderful, can't quite make him lackluster and gives him a newspaper column that has run for 50 years and readers who follow his work with breathless interest. On his 90th birthday, the nameless journalist, who says he had paid to have sex with 514 women by the age of 50, asks a madam to procure a virgin. On the first of many occasions, he enters the room to discover the naked 14-year-old girl asleep. Throughout the year, he obsesses over her; writes columns about her that drive his readers into a frenzy; and kisses her everywhere and reads to her as she sleeps-but never consummates the relationship sexually or sees her awake. Once, when she murmurs something, dreaming, he thinks, "That was when the last shadow of doubt disappeared from my soul: I preferred her asleep." For anyone who regards the barest prerequisite for a relationship as both partners being conscious and of the age of consent, the scenario is disturbing. There is no indication-unless it is the word "melancholy" in the title-that Garc'a Márquez means his tale to be the parody of macho idiocy it appears to be. His hero ends revitalized and radiantly optimistic, while readers are left wondering, "Can he be serious?" What can't be dismissed, however, is Garc'a Márquez's gift for the casually adept insight. The narrator, for example, catches sight of himself in a store window: "I didn't look the way I felt but older, dressed in shabbier clothes." You'll want to know what the 14-year-old, naked next to the 90-year-old man, sees when she looks at herself, but alas, it's never revealed. Copyright Kirkus 2005 Kirkus/BPI Communications. All rights reserved.
No customers have written a review yet, write the first!