The flat tyre replaced, no longer felt like going to Brunswick. A big man forgets himself. Yobbos yell and chuck a bottle. The little deaths faced.
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Sin duda brillante, muy recomendable, te transporta al embrujo de europa central en un momento determinante de la historia, es una obra cruda a la vez que reflexiva. Tres protagonistas, con tres historias diferentes, en lugares distintos, con preocupaciones diversas pero a los que los hilos invisibles del tiempo pone en contacto sin que ellos lleguen a sospecharlo.
Dos: tirar los dados. The reviews to Jaroslav the famous Czech pacifist soldier seems to me wonderful, between Central European coffees, beers and flies. In this global design, various testimonial materials are included, a part of which is linked to the anti-war literature of the last century, with the usual doses of fright. No doubt brilliant, highly recommended, transports you to the spell of central Europe at a decisive moment in history, it is a raw work as well as reflective.
It is to emphasize the association of the death to a bullet, it is like a frozen scene: a bullet that leaves a German trench and crosses the front until it arrives, or not there is also the suspense in the novel , at the head of another soldier.
That bullet goes through all the pages of the novel, because if it arrives at its destination a series of things will happen, and if it does not arrive, different ones will occur. And he does it through the story of the particular stories of three protagonists of History: Jaroslav Smoljak, a Prague soldier who fought on both sides, target of the traveling bullet that opens and closes the novel; Fritz Wolf, an artist who is currently looking for the traces of the Great War that still survive in the open fields, in the abandoned houses, in the markets … in order to reconstruct what happened in a great artistic project that will be exhibited in the Museum Mumok of Vienna; and Klaus Werger, imaginative child, young man of extraordinary narrative talent and adult who turns his back on words, who ended up understanding that the heroes he made in his texts are really the great victims of a forgotten war.
Three protagonists, with three different stories, in different places, with diverse preoccupations but to which the invisible threads of the time puts in contact without they get to suspect it. Only we know it. These three great stories make up the skeleton of a novel that counts more, much more: the history of a disintegrating empire, the history of two cities Prague and Vienna , the history of many of its inhabitants, the History that is lived in the trenches, the stories that are told to overcome fear, the stories real or invented that survive, those that have already been forgotten, those that struggle to be rescued, those that never will be.
War conceived as a spectacle, life presented as a game of chance, History shown as a flexible line of time. To highlight the connections between the past and the present, between the characters, between the protagonists of the stories and the protagonists of History, between the photographs and the reality and as the intrusions of use tell us when opening the book, Uno: abrir the book.
Two: roll the dice. Three: reading and enjoyment is assured that if those accustomed to linear argumentations abstain. Surely very few of those who suffered this flood of waters would live. There was no memory that he remembered it. And she was happy to be able to rescue those lost stories. Among marvelous Czech puppets, Moldova and more than cinematic memories is the bed that leaves the novel and care to see a bright helmet that has compassion.
El sonámbulo de Verdún
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