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3.72 AVERAGE
3.72 AVERAGE
funny
hopeful
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
At 58% I'm tossing it. So far, it's been more a graphic chronicle of sexual encounters than anything else.
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
challenging
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Content Warnings
Graphic: Stalking
Moderate: Child abuse, Pedophilia
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
pretty glorious.. quite weird and a little raunchy but i definitely found it easier to get into than one hundred years
I find that a rating of four stars means something different when the author is Gabriel Garcia Marquez than when it is someone less masterful..."Love in the Time of Cholera" is an incredibly well-written book, head and shoulders above 90% of what I read. But it is an exasperating book as well, and not quite as good as some of GGM's best writing ("100 Years of Solitude," perhaps, should win that honor). The first time I read this book, I was enchanted, and there are phrases and scenes that I still recall with deep pleasure 25 years later. The second time I read this book, the latin-male hubris drove me nuts, draining some of the joy from the reading and even from the memories of my first encounter with it. The third time I read it, I had reconciled myself to who GGM is as a writer, and was able to forgive him some of his sexism, much as I forgive Trollope or other writers from earlier ages and different cultures for not sharing my point of view. But I still saw how GGM's strongly macho sensibility weakened the writing and I believe that as time goes on, this will be considered a less essential book than "100 Years" or "The General in His Labyrinth."
Perhaps this is something like the difference between window-shopping for clothes at Macy's and at some haute couture boutique: you may be disappointed in this year's Chanel, you may compare it to the best Chanel and find it wanting, but it is undeniably in a completely different category of skill and artistry than what's readily available. And so it is with Marquez.
Perhaps this is something like the difference between window-shopping for clothes at Macy's and at some haute couture boutique: you may be disappointed in this year's Chanel, you may compare it to the best Chanel and find it wanting, but it is undeniably in a completely different category of skill and artistry than what's readily available. And so it is with Marquez.
I don’t know if I’ve ever been so conflicted on if I liked a book or not. Long story short: hated everything about the story but LOVED Marquez’s writing.
Literally not a single character was likeable, except possibly Aunt Escolástica or Tránsito Ariza. None of their actions were commendable. There was never a good choice made. None of them seemed to know what love was, but that’s the whole point of the story. It was frustrating for any moment of happiness to be followed with, “but that isn’t love.” At some points, I get it, but it seems like Marquez (or his characters) couldn’t understand that there were different kinds of love than the passionate and romantic kind.
I’m not even going to mention Florentino’s affairs, because if you’ve read the story, you likely know exactly what I’d say. If you haven’t read it, prepared to be the most disgusted you’ve ever been with a man from his teenage years to the end of his life.
Despite all the story aspects that I hated, Marquez’s writing was absolutely stunning. The prose and flow was fantastic throughout the entire story, even in the moments I hated. Marquez has a way of making you understand exactly what he’s saying even if he uses the most convoluted figurative language you’ve ever heard. It was his writing that made me enjoy this story even a little bit. That, and it was entertaining to see how the characters destroyed their lives with every action.
Literally not a single character was likeable, except possibly Aunt Escolástica or Tránsito Ariza. None of their actions were commendable. There was never a good choice made. None of them seemed to know what love was, but that’s the whole point of the story. It was frustrating for any moment of happiness to be followed with, “but that isn’t love.” At some points, I get it, but it seems like Marquez (or his characters) couldn’t understand that there were different kinds of love than the passionate and romantic kind.
I’m not even going to mention Florentino’s affairs, because if you’ve read the story, you likely know exactly what I’d say. If you haven’t read it, prepared to be the most disgusted you’ve ever been with a man from his teenage years to the end of his life.
Despite all the story aspects that I hated, Marquez’s writing was absolutely stunning. The prose and flow was fantastic throughout the entire story, even in the moments I hated. Marquez has a way of making you understand exactly what he’s saying even if he uses the most convoluted figurative language you’ve ever heard. It was his writing that made me enjoy this story even a little bit. That, and it was entertaining to see how the characters destroyed their lives with every action.
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Content Warnings
Graphic: Adult/minor relationship, Pedophilia, Rape, Sexual assault