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Susan Sontag Foreword. A classic of Mexican modern literature about a haunted village. As one enters Juan Rulfo's legendary novel, one follows a dusty road to a town of death. Rulfo's extraordinary mix of sensory i A classic of Mexican modern literature about a haunted village. Get A Copy. Paperback , Reprint Edition , pages.
Published March 10th by Grove Press first published March 19th More Details Original Title. Juan Preciado. Comala Mexico. Other Editions 8. Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. Et de quoi? Elle soupirait tout le temps.
Alfonso Ledesma Parra "—[ Tal vez de tristeza. Suspiraba mucho. C …more "—[ Cada suspiro es como un sorbo de vida del que uno se deshace. Lists with This Book. Community Reviews. Showing Average rating 4. Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Feb 15, s. Recommended to s. The ruined, sterile earth lay before him. Because that is what this novel is, a purely beautiful surrealistic painting of a hellish Mexico where words are the brushstrokes and the ghastly, ghostly tone is the color palate.
Nights around here are filled with ghosts. You should see all the spirits walking through the streets. As soon as it is dark they begin to come out.
No one likes to see them. This is a place of utter damnation, where the sins of a family are so strong that their bloodstained hands have tainted and tarnished the immortal souls of all they come in contact with, leaving in their wake a trail of withered, writhing spirits condemned to forever inhabit their hellish homes.
Life is hard as it is. His style is phenomenal, effortlessly swapping between past and present, character to character, all in order to build a montage of madness and damnation. A dazzling surrealism coupled with a simple, yet potent prose make this an unforgettable classic, and one that has inspired many great authors since its first printing.
A hellish portrait of society, brilliantly incorporating political events to help illustrate an abominable image of the dark side of Mexican history, Rulfo immortalizes himself and his homeland into myth and legend. A must read that will haunt you like the pale specters whose voices echo forever in the streets of Comala. It's like they were trapped behind the walls, or beneath the cobblestones. When you walk you feel like someone's behind you, stepping in your footsteps. You hear rustlings.
And people laughing. Laughter that sounds used up. And voices worn away by the years. View all 52 comments. Pedro Paramo has been translated into more than 30 different languages and the English version has sold more than a million copies in the United States. View all 9 comments. May 07, Jim Fonseca rated it it was amazing Shelves: religious-theme , favorite-books , mexican-authors. Maybe a few are real people, but most are ghosts.
Perhaps they got trapped in the hollow of the walls, or under the stones. When you walk in the street you can hear other footsteps, and rustling noises, and laughter. Old laughter, as if it were tired of laughing by now. And voices worn out with use.
You can hear all this. I think someday these sounds will die away. Maybe they are all dead. Perhaps this is purgatory because there is a lot of talk of the priest, confessions, and waiting for sins to be forgiven. A very short book, well-worth a read and quite a trip. Catorce, a Mexican ghost town from dailymail. View all 10 comments. Juan Rulfo was one of those who stood at the beginning of magic realism. Behind him, as he left, he heard the murmuring.
I am lying in the same bed where my mother died so long ago; on the same mattress, beneath the same black wool coverlet she wrapped us in to sleep. I slept beside her, her little girl, in the sp Juan Rulfo was one of those who stood at the beginning of magic realism. I slept beside her, her little girl, in the special place she made for me in her arms.
I think I can still feel the calm rhythm of her breathing; the palpitations and sighs that soothed my sleep I think I feel the pain of her death But that isn't true.
Here I lie, flat on my back, hoping to forget my loneliness by remembering those times. Because I am not here just for a while. And I am not in my mother's bed but in a black box like the ones for burying the dead. Because I am dead.
The novel is the Gehenna of despair and the Tartarus of sorrow and there is nowhere to hide so one must pass through the labyrinth of insufferable agony. Destiny makes us travel though the strange valleys… View all 8 comments. Mar 24, William2 rated it it was amazing Shelves: fiction , ce , translation , latin-america , mexico. Second reading. Surprisingly readable prose for such a dense and multi-layered story.
The village of the mother's youth is Second reading. The village of the mother's youth is now a ghost town in which the living and the dead meet freely. What we might call the present action is rendered in the first-person voice of Juan Preciado. Spasmodically then the prose will switch to a third-person narration of life in the village long ago.
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Initially, the novel was met with cold critical reception and sold only two thousand copies during the first four years; later, however, the book became highly acclaimed. The novel is set in the town of Comala, considered to be Comala in the Mexican state of Colima. Juan suggests that he did not intend to keep this promise until he was overtaken by visions of his mother. His narration is interspersed with fragments of dialogue from the life of his father, who lived in a time when Comala was a robust, living town, instead of the ghost town it has become. Juan encounters one person after another in Comala, each of whom he perceives to be dead. Midway through the novel, Preciado dies.
Estudio cuidadoso de las relaciones entre algunos textos de los dos escritores. Rulfo : — Eso no es un personaje [ El Universal, 11 de febrero de Todo el primer movimiento narra el comienzo de un tiempo futuro : tiempo del hijo; tiempo de Juan. El binomio constitutivo de un mundo patriarcal es el de padre e hijo.