....and sometimes watches.

Friday, March 31, 2006

The Shadow of the Wind

Carlos Ruiz Zafon 2001 Text Publishing PB 521pp

“I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time.”

This was a birthday present from Beloved Sister C and the perfect thing to take to the bath after sleeping half of Monday last through with a horrible headache. Yummy Lush thing, sore head and a charming book involving people much worse off than me.

Daniel’s dad is a bookseller in Barcelona just after World War 2. The city has suffered greatly and there are many dark and dreadful secrets out there. Daniel stumbles upon just one – a tragic tale of love, lust, betrayal, regret and loyalty across the generations - and with an eccentric circle of friends, is determined to solve the mystery of the author Julian Carax and his incedinary back catalogue.

The language is so evocative – all depth and shadows and adjectives and melancholy walks in the twilight. I love this style – like Garcia Marquez without the ‘magic’ – the story just wraps around you like a snuggy warm blanket and draws you in completely.
The only time Mr Ruiz Zafon stumbles in his writing I feel is when he tries to put the same richness into the mouths of his characters, which results in a sense of melodrama and falseness.

Lots of love and heartbreak in this rich romantic tale
Recommended with a good glass of red and a sooky heart


Coolness, i'm glad it was good. Must borrow sometime.
Always fraught thing, picking totally random book these days...soo much crap for too much money.

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