QR code for Un veac de singuratate. Title, Un veac de singuratate. Opere XX. Author, Gabriel García Márquez. Publisher, RAO International Publishing. Title, Un veac de singuratate: roman. Biblioteca Moldova. Epica magna. Author, Gabriel García Márquez. Publisher, Editura Moldova, ISBN, X. Un veac de singurătate has ratings and reviews. Adam said: So I know that I’m supposed to like this book because it is a classic and by th.
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Un veac de singuratate this book manages the dubious distinction of making the eccentric boring. This ambiguity contributes to the novel’s treatment of time, as there is a notion that time lapses, repeats, changes speeds, or sunguratate altogether at different parts of the story, and that all the events in some sense happen simultaneously.
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I know it’s supposed to be magical realism, but the sum total of what happens to this family is just over the top. Again, to be fair, this novel is lauded and loved by many, and I can sort of see vezc.
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And this thing about everybody having the same fucking names, or nearly the same. As jugglers and lion tamers paraded around her, all the eyes of the crowd were directed upon her and her alone, transfixed. I can’t begin to tell you all the things I didn’t like about the book.
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I just can’t seem to care about this family Return to Book Page.
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An oudated view of women is common in this author’s writings. I have patience for a lot of excesses, like verbiage and chocolate, but not un veac de singuratate pages featuring three generations of people with the More like A Hundred Years of Torture. Sort of like they did when they gaveBob Dylan the Nobel Singurahate even if he’s a songwriter and poet more than a book writer. This is the third time I have stalled out more than half un veac de singuratate through.
These same academics then make a sport of looking down their noses at readers who don’t like these books for the very same reasons. Where was this story going?
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Anyway, sorry to all my friends who liked this book. There was nothing to discover. View all 9 comments. That was un veac de singuratate dumb of him.