Joy beauty mystery and desert: the literature of Manuel Vilas
A masterful book difficult easy eloquent complex admirable in its enraged simplicity contradictorily elemental and wise enormous with small facets tender and somber: all that is for me Alegría by Manuel Vilas. A work that begins directly pointing to the soul of whoever dares to read it. So: “Everything that we loved and lost that we loved very much that we loved without knowing that one day it would be stolen from us everything that after its loss could not destroy us and that insisted with supernatural forces and sought our ruin with cruelty and determination. ends up sooner or later converted into joy. The human soul should not have descended to earth.” Those things that satisfied us that were swallowed by time were swallowed by love like the juicer with which his mother prepared orange juice for the protagonist the narrator of Alegría for VilasVilasVilas.We all carry dead selves inside us . “What does time do to us? … What we were is buried in our body in our flesh.” We come from a past time that of our ancestors “a sea of human spirits a long and fiery night of human death and despair.” Nobody knows CXB Directory what love is nor will we ever know what it is to live. Manuel_Vilas Is it literary audacity to continue a splendidly shady and dazzling book like Ordesa with another book also with novel-like shapes which you call Alegría ? Because you have to have a lot of courage to give a work like Joy that word in the title. Literary value. The value that comes from the writing of Manuel Vilas. The great value of Vilas's literature. From the passionate literature of Manuel Vilas.
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The narrator's parents and the protagonist's sublime infatuation with Ordesa continue with their stellar ghostly presence. “This love we have for each other will never go away” he says of his mother. Whoever speaks to us in Alegría whoever speaks to us in Ordesa lives writes in fear and euphoria at the same time and in the same way in such a way that this two-faced state prevents him from achieving happiness which does not exist as something absolute. Beauty and truth is what interests him. "The secret of life is called beauty." Vilas's reflections on the reality that he believes he knows that he interprets often touch on the idea of what Spain the Spanish could be . Regarding the Spanish he states that “we come from hatred.” Contempt is the historical identity of the Spanish.
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