A review by chillcox15
Nazi Literature in the Americas by Roberto Bolaño

3.0

I love the idea here, but the execution feels a bit rote. Bolaño is obviously taking from J. Rudolfo Wilcock's The Temple of Iconoclasts, but that was a bit more fun and unexpected. It's almost as if this is the direct mid-point between that influence and the powerful monotony of the catalog of femicides in 2666: it's a bit banal without rending that much awful beauty and anguish out of the banality.