Given my inveterate habit of writing a chronicle every time I get invited to a strange place to do something weirs (over time I've realized that all places actually seem strange to me), I had the impression I was once again living through the beginning of a journey that could end up turning into a w...
Recensisco? Preferirei di no. Al limite scrivo una nota a piè di pagina. Racconti? Saggio? Romanzo? Testo visionario? Certamente un gran viaggio nel labirinto della negazione. Con tanto vero e altrettanto verosimile. Mi sono commossa con la nota su Juan Ramon Jimenez e ho riso con la vicenda su Sa...
París no se acaba nunca is a metafictional irony fest in which nearly every form of irony known to man comes into play and is layered into the narrative. A pitiable narrator having much in common with Vila-Matas, including writing his first novel La asesina ilustrada in Paris, pretends he is givin...
Ahh, why did not i come across this book when I stayed in Paris for a month? Truly enjoyable book which starts and nets perfectly, I wish I could give 6, 7, 8 stars to this book. Enrique Vila Matas fictinonilzes himself back in time, when he was writing the Lettered Assasin. I wish there was an Engl...
5 stars for the idea. 5 stars for the execution. 5 stars for the lasting consideration that will haunt my reading. 5 stars for the ones many of you won’t (and, perhaps, shouldn’t) give it yourself.Before you read this volume, if you should choose to, read or re-read Bartleby, the Scrivener, unless,...
Un complotto senza scopi, un viaggio senza mete. Un parlare in silenzio che rende la conversazione tra le più interessanti che si possano immaginare. I congiurati devono avere spirito innovatore, massima sensualità, mancanza di grandi propositi, nomadismo instancabile, forte convivenza con la figura...
I never finished it. Pointless for me to do so. I believe I have exhausted anything and everything worth reading by Enrique Vila-Matas, which surprises me actually. But he is over-ratedm as are many in the game. A one, or two at most, book wonder. Which isn't all bad and more than most can say.
I was hooked immediately to this book after reading the first hilarious paragraph. The narrator had over-confidently entered the Ernest Hemingway look-alike contest held annually in Key West but he was the only person who thought he actually looked like Hemingway. Because he had a beard and was fat,...
I spoke of this book in a review I had written for a different Vila-Matas title. My review can be found here:http://mewlhouse.hubpages.com/hub/Never-Any-End-To-Paris-Enrique-Vila-Matas
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