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This was an interesting book, powerful when the language caught me but ultimately just not enough to my taste to let me sink into it and really lose myself. It is a book during which I never forgot I was reading a book, for lack of a better way to explain it.
It takes the life of an American journalist and author who went missing and imagines what might have happened to him in the Mexican revolution. But man, our three main characters never really connected. I think a part of it is the language, which spends a lot more time being fancy and delving into emotion than it does delving into the emotion of our characters. There's a weird feeling that they're held at arm's length, and I never felt any real emotion for any of them.
The points at which I felt it worked best was when we were looking at the struggle of Mexico through the eyes of her revolutionaries - looking at what they were faced with, what they've done and how, if at all, they justified those things. And the language itself, once I got into sections I enjoyed, was beautiful. But... I don't know. I may have to try something else from this author. This one didn't do it for me, but I think the author may.
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