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read Mañana en la batalla piensa en mí kindle Ó Paperback ✓ gymapparel ↠ [Epub] ➝ Mañana en la batalla piensa en mí Author Javier Marías – Gym-apparel.co.uk Víctor Francés um guionista frustrado é convidado a jantar em casa de Marta Téllez uma bela mulher casada ue mal cO mesmo Para trás deixou sozinha uma criança de dois anos o filho de Marta ue dormia num dos uartos As interrogações assaltam no ue fazer com o cadáver? Deverá avisar as autoridades? O ue será feito da criança? E o marido? Certo é ue a fuga e a infidelidade ue não chega a cometer lhe consumirão os pensamentos e o transformarão na sombra de um homem alguém ue se dissimula e às suas intenções a cada passo Um homem ue se I don’t propose to talk about the details of the plot of Javier Marias' thought provoking piece of writing but instead I will simply describe my experience of reading this Richard the III style monologue because that is what this book is a long speech by the narrator Victor in a calm unvarying tone a speech that states uite clearly that he is aware that his story is sometimes bizarre and frightening and that we may find it unbelievable in fact he says I am the person doing the telling and people can either choose to listen to me or not so he is not setting himself up as someone reliable irreproachable uite the contrary in fact and I was freuently repulsed by Victor’s actions but nevertheless little by little I began to warm to Victor I began to trust him in spite of the ever mounting catalogue of odd behaviours including his daydreams of strangling women with his long strong fingers his obsession with the links that exist between men who have slept with the same women and his propensity for spying on women in the street and yes this miracle of trust that I experienced is entirely due to Victor's superb ability to manipulate words to seduce the reader with his intriguing reflections on memory and death and so I scarcely blinked as he whom they should have despised gradually insinuated himself softly and silently into the very heart of the family of the woman who died in his presence in the early pages Victor the victorThere is just one little plot niggle I can't resist mentioning would anyone leave a message on the answering machine of hisher lover knowing that the lover's partner might also access it? In this story not one but three lovers make this mistake

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Víctor Francés um guionista frustrado é convidado a jantar em casa de Marta Téllez uma bela mulher casada ue mal conhece e cujo marido está em viagem Sem saber bem o ue esperar Víctor apercebe se já demasiado tarde do teor romântico deste convite No entanto ainda antes de consumar o adultério Marta sente se mal e cai morta à sua frenteNuma Madrid invernosa e nocturna Víctor foge dauela casa desconhecida para nunca mais ser He must have thought his luck was in they arranged to meet around her place she had a two year old son who was hopefully now off in the land of dreams just the two of them alone in her bedroom the muted TV is playing an old black and white movie with subtitles after a few glasses of wine to soften the mood he is hopeful one thing will lead to another gearing up for the moment passion takes hold he wants her The last thing he expected was for her to die suddenly at that very moment A second ago she was in the land of the living but now gone departed in a flash what does he do? it's not an everyday occurrence one would be caught in a strange situation like this He barely knows her she has a husband away in London in a panic does he call? and what about the boy? asleep in the next room could he simply just vanish into the dead of night without a trace? leaving all the difficulties to the person who would discovery the body As far as her family is concerned she died alone But there are lose ends Decisions decisions decisionsNo one ever expects that they might someday find themselves with a dead woman in their armsCoetzee and Rushdie are fans so was the late WG Sebald and I myself think Marías is one of the finest contemporary writers of his time and it comes as no surprise to me he kicks off this intriguing and deep psychodrama of sex guilt and family ties with the preliminaries of sex something he seductively covers well in other novels It is an intellectually stimulating affair set in Madrid with psychological insights into how death firmly grapples with the living Marías has a habit of characterising long rambling sentences that sometimes drift and divert away from the main story woven together to form cascading pages long paragraphs that I could image driving certain readers nuts This was my forth Marías and probably the one I say is least accessible to any newbies unless of course you don't mind being thrown into the deep end with his work For all it's frustrations it was just so darn tantalizing to read He thoroughly held my attention even in the places that to a degree pissed me offAfter the initial unexpected setback of witnessing death the narrator Victor a ghostwriter obsessively tries to find out about his date Marta the deceased and her husband and family before slowly revealing to the woman's sister and father what happened that night But this is not a conventional story there are side plots on aspects of identity concerning Victor a meeting with the King of Spain a flashback to a sexual encounter he had with a prostitute and his estranged wife than two years earlier this does though help to truly get inside Victor's shoes and what he is all about This is a novel for some where not a lot really happens and what does happens at a glacial pace that may put off the casual reader That is because so many small actions and gestures however brief long winded conversations and even internal thought processes are meticulously analyzed under the Microscope There are also some unlikable self centred characters within but hey isn't that the real world? Marias does though achieve the sort of tension and suspense that could be classed as Hitchcockesue albeit on a deeper psychological level The tone of the book was the thing that surprised me the most It's not as dark as it sounds at times unsettling yes but on occasions an Almodovar style wry humour bubbles to the surface Many of the scenes are prolonged but

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Mañana en la batalla piensa en míUestiona permanentemente sobre o ue distingue a vida e a morteAinda mais ue noutros romances seus Javier Marías revela nos uma narrativa caprichosa acerca das várias uestões ue a todos nos consomem o segredo as acções e as intenções as vontades ue ficam por cumprir a rejeição o esuecimento a indecisão a despedida e acima de tudo o engano ue uiçá é «a nossa condição natural e na realidade não deveria magoar nos tanto» This book no longer existsI told this to the owner of the bookstore it was of course empty You are the second person to complain The first was much younger than you More my age You have not read the book I asked as he sat at the edge of a table mostly emptied He shook his head Then that would explain it I would like my money returned Can't do But I no longer have a book that I bought here Explain yourselfOK It begins with a dead woman in the narrator's arms He will remember her name but never see her face again I'm hooked The three hundred and eleven pages solid in my hands It read fastBut you were disappointed?No you're not understanding He was a great storyteller craftsman He planted images situations thoughts throughout tightening the narrative creating unuestioned believability There was a voice It was a voice of intense inner reflection but never interrupted the flow The suspense kept me reading through two nightsYou want your money back because you didn't sleep? I have boring books for youNo The plot was intricate perfectly balanced pitched At times the voice even evolved into hard boiled crime noir in breaks from this fascinating inner life of self reflections I bought a suspense novel It was what I needed But set in this noir form was the highest philosophical thinking on the nature of reality on identityToo difficult?Not at all He mixed speculation with dramatization of everyday life It isn't as though this crime story of everyday detail is greatness likeVirgilorI sold it to you as greatness?No yes you did You said it was what set him apart That within this non elevated non classical literature form he spoke both to modern times and the universal You said that it wasn't some masterful trick of craft And? He folded his armsOK There was greatness The story evolved from its complex characters heartless surprisingly caring at times fascinating But he showed how our identities are cobbled together by distorting and selecting memories delusions If we can get others to mirror back this image of us we then can see ourselves how we need to see ourselves We select those who will provide this favor but they too are cobbled together and wanting to create themselves as a certain presentation According to him this is true of all the broadcasted world What we see on the news read in the papers is prepared rehearsed then proffered in distillations according to same favored planHe rose then sat down again I said this?I read it In the bookEverything is storiesHe shows that the teller of the story has the power and will tell it any way they want Then it will be the listener's to hold and make their own to tell to themselves and others The same story can never be told the same twice not even by the same person Our consciousness will be filled by the stories we tell ourselves and those told us by othersSo in the end it wasn't suspenseful enough and you want your money back Like the last guy It's not going to happenI haven't eaten for for three daysI have no food here Didn't you see the sign?I can't eat I haven't finished reading the book yet I'm just coming to the endI sure hope soNo I mean the end of the book I have to find out what happensSo why didn't you bring the damn book and finish reading it?BecauseBecause the book I held in my hands was a storya story being tolda story cobbled together out of the consciousness of someone cobbled together Sorry Mr Marias It was a great story about the immutability of truth about