Just as Mexico is colored with celebration, so are Butler's travels. He tastes the marrow of the land, not merely as a tourist, but as a participant in local traditions. He seizes an opportunity to visit the last great American Matador, Diego O'Bolger, capturing the machismo spirit of the matador's dressing room. He claims to find the world's most delectable cup of coffee in the venerable city of Veracruz. He describes area legends, such as an ageless pearl diver forever searching the waters off La Paz for the best pearl its oyster beds can produce, and the portentous mummies stolen from unpaid graves and grotesquely displayed in a museum of Guanajuato. The reader is also treated to an in-depth exploration of the tangled relationship between Frida Khalo and Diego Rivera, two of Mexico's most famed artists.
Butler gives of himself in these pages. His sentiments are fiercely expressed--often as veracious loneliness or estrangement: "The trip seemed incomplete somehow; I was sorry it was over. I imagined that, meanwhile out at sea, deep below the water's surface, a bearded figure with ghostly flowing hair paused briefly and then continued on, content in the knowledge, for the moment at least, that someone, somehow, shared his ceaseless wandering." Dancing Alone in Mexico is as alluring and sweet as cajeta, the caramelized Mexican candy, and will draw any reader into reveries of this magical land. --Jacque Holthusen
One can notice a creeping relativism: a) over time (history); b) when considering measurable and comparative standards (values, codes, degrees); and c) when one has the ability to... Read morePublished 24 months ago by Theoretix
Well, I have looked for the book and unfortunately haven't found it yet on bookstores (a bit rare I guess) but I won't doubt this being a rare gem. Read morePublished on September 4, 2003
With th listing of my book DANCING ALONE IN MEXICO, you have chosen to run an "anonymous" review by a reader who seems to have turned criticizing my book into a cottage industry. Read morePublished on August 20, 2003