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A review by deea_bks
Winter in Lisbon by Antonio Muñoz Molina
3.0
Imagine sitting in a corner in a jazz bar and although there’s a lot of smoke, this doesn’t bother you, but rather it adds to the charming atmosphere. Imagine that you are also hearing delightful jazz music. The musicality of the phrases, the jazzy story from the book… got me all dreamy and gave me the feeling that I was mentally transported in this picture. This was my kind of book, definitely.
I enjoyed the first quarter a lot, I was like in a dream…and then, something happened.
I don’t know if my mood these days keeps ruining a bit the passages that I am reading, but at some point I realized that I was reading and the pleasure from the beginning was not there anymore. I was just reading pages, wondering when this book ends so that I can start a new one, feeling a bit too nostalgic and lost among its poetic, still jazzy phrases. So, I am not sure whether I liked this book or not or if I just liked the first part and then I could not connect to the second because it didn’t seem to get anywhere. One thing I know, the jazzy dreamy style really got to me at the beginning and then… I sort of lost track… I don’t know what really happened.
I will therefore rate this with 3 stars, but it might be worth more: the wonderful beginning full of nostalgia, might have been like the rest of the book, but I might have failed to notice just because of being too absorbed by the mundane things that sometimes occupy our minds and thoughts a bit too much.
I enjoyed the first quarter a lot, I was like in a dream…and then, something happened.
I don’t know if my mood these days keeps ruining a bit the passages that I am reading, but at some point I realized that I was reading and the pleasure from the beginning was not there anymore. I was just reading pages, wondering when this book ends so that I can start a new one, feeling a bit too nostalgic and lost among its poetic, still jazzy phrases. So, I am not sure whether I liked this book or not or if I just liked the first part and then I could not connect to the second because it didn’t seem to get anywhere. One thing I know, the jazzy dreamy style really got to me at the beginning and then… I sort of lost track… I don’t know what really happened.
I will therefore rate this with 3 stars, but it might be worth more: the wonderful beginning full of nostalgia, might have been like the rest of the book, but I might have failed to notice just because of being too absorbed by the mundane things that sometimes occupy our minds and thoughts a bit too much.