Miguel Delibes:
The heretic
The asshole who gave me kind of literature in the 80's just read a book or two per year. And I fear that now walk retirees, to continue with the same habit of not reading anything but the ace This I say is not quite come to mind, but I wanted to let go. Turning now to flour, the last novel he wrote Miguel Delibes before sinking into oblivion forever, then at the final dismissal without right of termination, which is death, is not exactly the best of their production. Clear that the man had about eighty years old when she conceived, and as for me I would reach that age and be able to write, even an article as of this writing, with all its limitations. The fact is that to me this smacks novel historical convince not just me. If we assume that the writer puts part of himself, his memories, their experiences, their spirit in short, what you write, how does this assertion on the fact that the narrator puts its characters to act in a time three or four centuries before which he lives? The answer is that little of the author is reflected in the historical novel, a genre that largely covers only a few products in large volume, multi-colored cover and void content, and suitable to be read by porters or failures of the current educational system ( which, I fear, will be dominated by further bigoted asshole than me I got kind of literature, which already is). Miguel Delibes, obvious to say, not bad writing or if I wanted. But one is left with the bitterness of the mouth of the peso last work out precisely who drafted dedicated to a genre of fashion. He, who never bowed to the dictates of filthy English publishing world. The book is well written, and the evolution of character is convincing. But it lacks the pulse with his other novels. Is, in any case, as literary testament of one of the great English writers. Miguel Delibes when he died left us orphans, orphans of a novelist of law.
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