A review by eleniphant
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel García Márquez

challenging slow-paced

1.0

I do not think I’ve rated a thing so low and I’m probably being harsh. But the only thing I can give this book is the writing and whatever meaning I try to read into it giving benefit of the doubt. I saw a take that Florentino is cholera and you know that is the only take I will accept because fuck that guy. 

Does a protagonist need to be likeable? No. If something is in a book is it condoning? No. 

I can acknowledge these truths and that Marquez is an extremely talented writer with a solid grasp on craft while also greatly disliking my experience in reading this book.

It’s the casual racism, the kind of dangerous portrayal on rape and how there are at least 3 victims who yearn for their perpetrator and “actually enjoyed it” 

This book absolutely lost me though at the final “relationship”  I hate to even call it that. Im not going to rant about how that situation was disgusting. 

Maybe I’ll try another of his works but it probably won’t be for a long while.

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