I have a lot of fun reading Bartleby and company. This book, like all of Vila-Matas is a lucid eccentricity, fun and lack of pomp. I can not see Vila-Matas stirring books on the table news from a bookstore to get closer to his view Cathedral of the Sea or the amazing journey of Pomponio Flato. Or do you? Perhaps as boutade, so there it is ridiculous that you can count on record. Or battle between Mendoza, another thug championship and himself. Thus the protagonist of this little thinking aloud, very well written and thought out, it questioned the reasons for the resignations to the writing of the Bartlebys that populate the earth. Rulfo argues for lack of books that he has died Celerino uncle, who was the one who told the stories and each character, Bartleby exposed to throughout these 179 pages his reason for not writing.
Me mild like books that stay in your mind reader and a cup of tea to lose the hot spot, present and absent at the same time. I do not know whether or will have understood exactly what I mean, sometimes my linguistic pyrotechnics I understand it only rarely and not even me.
Devotees of rare books and eccentric you should not miss the chance to do that you like most in the world, so I encourage you to go to cash or the library, if not the oven for cakes, and I bring forth home this Bartleby and Co. I assure you because of your shelf will not, under any circumstances. Such is the power of good books.
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