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I Don't Expect Anyone to Believe Me (English Edition) Formato Kindle
‘I don’t expect anyone to believe me,’ warns the narrator of this novel, a Mexican student called Juan Pablo Villalobos. He is about to fly to Barcelona on a scholarship when he’s kidnapped in a bookshop and whisked away by thugs to a basement. The gangsters are threatening his cousin—a wannabe entrepreneur known to some as ‘Projects’ and to others as ‘dickhead’ – who is gagged and tied to a chair. The thugs say Juan Pablo must work for them. His mission? To make Laia, the daughter of a corrupt politician, fall in love with him. He accepts . . . though not before the crime boss has forced him at gunpoint into a discussion on the limits of humour in literature.
Part campus novel, part gangster thriller, I Don’t Expect Anyone to Believe Me is Villalobos at his best. Exuberantly foul-mouthed and intellectually agile, this hugely entertaining novel finds the light side of difficult subjects – immigration, corruption, family loyalty and love – in a world where the difference between comedy and tragedy depends entirely on who’s telling the joke.
'With a torrential, expressive rhythm, a continuous series of happy absurdities, the nostalgic sensibility of the immigrant and a devastating humour, Juan Pablo Villalobos has written a magnificent novel that provokes reflection on multicultural values and the meaning and importance of tolerance.' --Jesús Ferre, La Razón
'A sarcastic, entertaining and acidic story. A book that debunks literature, proposing the idea that a primary function of the novel is hedonistic. But, despite all its outrageous goings-on, this book becomes an artefact against reality, a satire against cliché, a literary artefact against meaninglessness and a defence of the vital importance of humour' --J.L Martín Nogales, Diario de Navarra --Questo testo si riferisce alla paperback edizione.
Juan Pablo Villalobos was born in Guadalajara, Mexico, in 1973. He studied marketing and Spanish literature, before working as a market researcher, and writing travel stories and literary and film criticism. He has researched topics as diverse as the influence of the avant-garde on the work of César Aira and the flexibility of pipelines for electrical installations. His books include his Guardian First Book Award-shortlisted debut Down the Rabbit Hole, as well as Quesadillas and Ill Sell You a Dog. He is married with two Mexican-Brazilian-Italian-Catalan children. I Dont Expect Anyone to Believe Me is his fourth novel.
Daniel Hahn is a writer, editor and translator with some sixty-something books to his name. His work has won him the Independent Foreign Fiction Prize, the Blue Peter Book Award and the International Dublin Literary Award, and he has been shortlisted for the Man Booker International Prize, among others.--Questo testo si riferisce alla paperback edizione.
- ASIN : B07Z8JLR83
- Editore : And Other Stories (30 aprile 2020)
- Lingua : Inglese
- Dimensioni file : 2405 KB
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- Lunghezza stampa : 273 pagine
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There is a plot of sorts, but it is largely irrelevant, becoming more important later, though Villalobos deliberately confuses it with tedious post-modernist guff ... what we are reading is in fact the autobiographical novel of the main narrator (who has the same name as the author), with a mixture of truth and fiction, blah blah.
I don't mind this so much as the awful repetitiveness of the Mother's droning letters, where worries and suggestions are repeated several times even on the same page. The girlfriend's voice is more level, and gives a chance to more conventional story-telling, which is frankly a relief. Then there is the cousin, whose cloying rant is even more repetitive and annoying.
In all, I feel that this writer has a great gift for narrative voice, ruined by intellectual posturing and the fear of actually getting to grips with a meaningful story. The 'satire' label is no excuse.