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Un oasis de horror en medio de un desierto de aburrimiento. – Charles Baudelaire

It’s very rare for me to not finish a book, but this one could be one of those rare ones. It was psyched at first when the group read started at Bolanobolano.com, but it’s been a huge drag. I’m at page 565, about half of the book, in The Part About the Crimes and it’s truly an oasis of horror in the middle of the desert. What has kept me at it is the supposed Lynchian influence. But “Lynchian” is something more tied to the visual form and can’t be transferred well to narrative form. But I’m still giving it a chance.