This book was bizarre but had me turning the pages to see what would happen next!
This book is such an intriguing read. Italian painter Caravaggio and Spanish poet Quevedo have a fierce battle on the court that expands the entire book. In between is some history of the sport of tennis, assassinations, overthrow of the Aztec empire, the beheading of Anne Boleyn, drugs, sex, some present day emails between Álvaro and his editor, and a host of other things. It truly is a mind-bending novel. None of it seems to work together while you are reading, but as you get to the end, everything just pulls together. Honestly, HOW DO YOU DO THAT. IT’S BRILLIANT.
The sole duty of a writer is to minister to his readers: to liberate them from inexactitude out of respect for the mysterious and touching pact of loyalty that they make with books.
This book takes you on a trip. I honestly don’t know what to make of it. All I know is that I throughly enjoyed this book and it’s bizarre nature. If you want something completely different to read, you should check this book out.
But the only real things in a novel are the sequence of letters, words, and sentences that make it up, and the paper on which they’re printed.
My rating: 4/5 stars