A review by gadicohen93
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel García Márquez

3.0

Sometimes this was good, sometimes this was shockingly bad. The writing was elaborate, juicy, so sweet it was almost rancid at parts, dipping into self-caricature, with lines so dramatic and eager that they felt kind of -- amateur? The plot had few redemptive qualities. Florentino was despicable, wholly uninteresting, whereas Fermina seemed cold. I didn't ship them. The beginning (the Doctor investigating his friend's murder [which sadly never was brought up again]) and ending were beautiful. On the whole, despite some lovely prose and passionate storytelling, this book suffered most from the failure to grasp what makes a good, compelling main character.