I'm reading this pretty good but really strange Spanish book, Tiempos de Fuga by Ramón Caride. It's strange in the way that it starts out somewhat like those cliche sci-fi books about virginal nerdy boys that fall madly (and creepily) in love with the mystery girl (with anotherwordly name, of course). Then the POV changes, and we have a verging on suicidal existentialist French lady and said mystery girl, an airplane stewardess that wanders around New York whilst describing quite a portrait of human life; both are written in such a fantastic, unique way, and these segments are so raw and sexual, which doesn't usually happen in your average sci-fi book about virginal nerdy boys in love with the mystery girl, you know? There is a 'supernatural' element to the book, but it's so well done and so different to what one would expect.
It's just. It's so WEIRD to see well-written sci-fi in Spanish, even if the POV of our loser narrator can fall a bit into US geeky cliches, while the rest of it is pure gold hispanic contemporary literature. HUH. It's also a Mexican translation of the original Gallego, which works out strangely well. Dunno. I'm liking it, in any case.
It's just. It's so WEIRD to see well-written sci-fi in Spanish, even if the POV of our loser narrator can fall a bit into US geeky cliches, while the rest of it is pure gold hispanic contemporary literature. HUH. It's also a Mexican translation of the original Gallego, which works out strangely well. Dunno. I'm liking it, in any case.
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