BLOGUEANTES NOTICE: reviewer begins a series on the latest fantastic English writers. As it seems that rumor says that gender is mysteriously on the rise among our young writers, thinking I know what the hell is all this stuff and I went agency the books "cool" the time to document . Be patient, as this chronicle of reviews will expand the same way that my reading pile grows yet up to the Orion Nebula, but the first time you touched my scrutiny has been the following ...
No, by God, another apocalyptic novel noo! In this time when the Armageddon, natural disasters, human mutated after absorbing the effects of a nuclear cochinadita and other events related to the end of the world are overwhelmed with bookstores, such as movies, including classics of the Victorian era, a server is already up so much jobols 2012 for breakfast. But novels like "The End" Galician David Monteagudo, shows that there are possibilities to address the issue of how not only innovative, within a framework deceptively trite-but also quite enjoyable.
On the subject innovation, is starting to read the book and say "... this is more seen Verano Azul" , but the feeling lasts only two chapters. We have a group of friends who shared their first experiences together in a country house and, like actors "Deliverance" decide to meet again in the same place when they are a forties-minded old-threaded sixtysomethings to see how they are doing and remember the old and happier times. A country residence, a starry night and a motley crew of characters who are going to be presented alternately (a chapter for each partner), talking on the phone finalizing details and end up going by car through the night to reach the right place. And, to add salsa to the case, it happened in the past SOMETHING between them related to a bad joke to a group SOMEONE, I was a little buzzed and, whatever it is that this small group will the kid did was quite unfortunate. Perhaps even traumatic for the eccentric and mysterious character who, incidentally, is not clear whether it will attend the house or not. Echoes of "Evil Dead" , "You Know What You Did Last Summer" , "A Valentine Death" and 200 movies we come to mind in these early pages.
does not help that these characters meet a classic well-defined roles and we are going as they occur by checking the facts on which the work is. We have an incorrigible-a typical irony that does not stop making jokes, "a big woman of her house, and therefore could not be more soda, the mysterious book that does not really know he's done with his life and whose also hides a secret companion, or even the cantankerous inevitable that missing, it is a facade unbearable. In these cases the best thing you can do is let go and see if this is going somewhere and the topics will eventually disappear or at least fading in a frame the less fun. And this is the case. The fourth chapter the lack of originality you care three cucumbers and what plays is to let you drag Monteagudo a runaway roller coaster narrative, entertaining and absorbing. On the history
I will not comment much because not much is happening and why it happens little gut would not be fair to a book like this. But if I repeat that well into the book the topics we do not care, lack of frantic action ceases to be a problem when he tells a story with a pulse that is told this and that the characters-as topics including a first and superficial glance, just cayéndote very grace and making you worry about your destination. As for what happens to them ... reading reviews on the Internet is clear that more than one felt cheated with this novel, but it is better to see "End" as a quasi-dream story rather than a history of current-mill apocalypse . The prose is just as enjoyable without you give all the answers in a truism best-seller " so we tend to mascaditas that sometimes seems to take us by assholes.
The so-Monteagudo, age similar to the characters of his novel, has started to publish books after years of toil, until he quit his job in a cardboard factory. We are promised a new manuscript yours for this year, which will have a much bigger story nineteenth century with a "werewolf" involved. We'll have an eye, because my "End" has convinced me. So ...
FIN.
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