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El General En Su Laberinto

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El verbo y estilo de Garcia Marquez pruduce una obra colosal donde se refleja la etapa mas sombria de la vida del libertador descrita con matices muy liberales de imaginacion pero con fuertes fundamentos historicos. Para una lectura mas liviana e igualmente placentera les recomiendo "El Coronel no tiene quien le escriba"

Si los relatos, dibujados con palabras que dan al lector un imagen tan claro del protagonista, dados a nosotros en el estilo caracteristico de Marquez sean verdaderos o no, esta obra es una de las mejores que he leido. El autor pinta un retrato del famoso general que provee una vista profunda de lo que el sentia en sus ultimos dias; el general era humano.

A fictionalized account of Simon Bolivar, based on his last voyage, illness and death. For one like myself who didn't know much about the <<Libertador>> of South America, it was enlightening, powerful and sad. The great man is portrayed in decline, but with flashes of his previous brilliance and intuitive vision. The portrait is all too human--a man of tremendous ego, vanity, libido, and charisma. A man who turned away from his upbringing to become a revolutionary. A man who lost his wife after eight months of marriage and never again formed a committed relationship with a woman. A man idolized, loved, and hated by his countrymen. A man deeply disappointed that his vision of a unified South American nation never materialized.

Author Gabriel Garcia Marquez is of course a genius and writes this book with his usual flair. It is sometimes difficult to separate fact from fiction in the narrative, but then again, it doesn't matter. He conveys the spirit of a man and his times. It was hard to put the book down and I'm sure I'll come back to it again. I recommend this one highly.

To appreciate this book at its true worth one does need to do some homework. Understanding a little bit of the political complexities that surrounded the end of the independence wars and the start of the nation building process would help to gain a perspective to allow a better appreciation of a narration that pretends to present us a sick, depressed Bolivar. Yet, even if you refuse to do that home work, it will be a very good read. We are not in 100 Years of Solitude anymore here. This book has an odd sense of reality since it focuses more to the inner workings of Bolivar's mind, and his way of facing the end. Perhaps what makes the book really interesting it to see the image that Bolivar has over the cultural elites of Northern South Ameica, his legacy that for better or for worse inspires great writer like Garcia Marquez, or opportunistic politicians like we can see today in Venezuela. Reading how Garcia Marquez imagines the end of the Bolivarian epic is more fascinating than the story itself.

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García Márquez, by virtue of the complex style and tone of this book, provides the reader with an opportunity to experience Simón Bolívar's last chaotic, fever-induced days. By purposefully omitting punctuation, García Márquez forces the reader to sense the existential entropy which the protagonist must endure. As a matter of literary style, García Márquez does not inform the reader as to the subject of the novel; this may perplex those readers who are unfamiliar with the life of Simón Bolívar. This literary device serves to de-mythologize the revolutionary figure in order to have him appear as a real, suffering human being.

From his leaving Bogota in a misty dawn, the mules, the solitude, the little convoy, with Palacios, his black butler, and his faithful Irish aids de camp. To the San Pedro Alejandrino Villa, venue of his death, [and his last letter to Fanny], his recognition, in letter to Urdaneta, of his grave error in having fought General Santander. It has a valuable Succint Cronology. It contains Miranda Lindsay, a novel by itself. Bolivar himself would have cried reading this masterful if sad non-fiction/fiction account of his sad, sad, last days.

From his leaving Bogota in a misty dawn, the mules, the solitude, the little convoy, with Palacios, his black butler, and his faithful Irish aids de camp. To the San Pedro Alejandrino Villa, venue of his death, [and his last letter to Fanny], his recognition, in letter to Urdaneta, of grave error in having fought General Santander. It has a valuable Succint Cronology. It contains Miranda Lindsay, a novel by itself. Bolivar himself would have cried reading this masterful if sad account of his sad last days.

este libro no me gusto en lo mas minimo, a diferencia de sus otros libros que he disfrutado, este libro pide un esfuerzo sobre humano para dejarse leer, y ademas es bastante dificil diferenciar la ficcion de los datos historicos a menos que uno sea un experto en historia sur americana.Algunos datos referentes a las caracteristicas fisicas de Simon Bolivar, son datos muy curiosos pero que requeririan confirmacion.A algunas personas les agradara el libro, sobre todo creo que a los historiadores, pero para el publico en general resulta muy aburrido

este libro no me gusto en lo mas minimo, a diferencia de sus otros libros que he disfrutado, este libro pide un esfuerzo sobre humano para dejarse leer, y ademas es bastante dificil diferenciar la ficcion de los datos historicos a menos que uno sea un experto en historia sur americana.Algunos datos referentes a las caracteristicas fisicas de Simon Bolivar, son datos muy curiosos pero que requeririan confirmacion.A algunas personas les agradara el libro, sobre todo creo que a los historiadores, pero para el publico en general resulta muy aburrido

LUIS MENDEZ luismendez@codetel.net.do