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I remember several disconnected parts Bolaño's book, but I really liked those, like that of Ulysses in Israel and the continuation of this story Heimito mouth. Arturo also duel with the critic Iñaki Echevarne, the sudden appearance of Arthur in the episode of the well and its relator with heavy Latin phrases, the meeting brought por Octavio Paz con Ulises en el Parque Hundido y el punto de vista de la secretaria de Paz, Arturo en la inmensa África —de repente, me viene un grupo que recorre la campiña francesa haciendo trabajos, recuerdo a un alemán con una camioneta y al encargado del camping...—. La road-movie entre el camaro y el impala me fascinó y también la reunión final de los personajes.
Pero la había abandonado antes de la mitad, cuando vos empezaste a escribirme acerca del libro. Así que en parte la lectura te la debo, no sé, pero creo que yo no la hubiera seguido. Ahora que la terminé, y me alegra haberlo hecho, pienso que la novela contiene dos programas, por decirlo de alguna manera: el del dúo como poetas and the poets as heroes. However, the book has in turn two parts: García Madero's diary and journal coral or built from fragments. Bolaño
inserted in the middle, which is expected to go to the end and I feel great, even with the hassle of travel it. Vos
read the novel twice, first with the intention of the sea and distrust wallow if it was very good or crap. But the second you caught the assembly of the plot, the different voices that are delineating the characters, and then ask the question: Who is Arturo Belano? Does failed poet and powerless, the hero who rescues the boy from the well, which kills the mafia? And so the novel treatment given to each of the characters.
The insert has its charm, of course, because of the different versions and partial looks, however, I was hard to trace some of those looks and I think that the collapse narrative responds to the idea of \u200b\u200bdisplaying a shattered future, perhaps in connection with anything you said that you had loved: the flight of the seventies through the eyes without a country and the ideals of exiles defeated Peruvian, Chilean, Argentine. When I think of something to pieces, I mean something different from the daily narrative García Madero, and inserted there, break everything with their brightness but also their shadows, as failing to enshrine that present. The chronology of the insert
then passes the log-García Madero. But in the final account is rocking the same drift of those poets who become heroes, but in a span larger than that of the coordinates of García Madero, twenty years until 1996.
no fixed territory with many points of view, who live with or are in conflict, the insert is shaped like a splintered or broken mirror, where each piece reflects a part of the whole, but never the whole. And this model resonates on the paper "classical" García Madero, fracture. I said on Wednesday
when I finished Detectives I read your e-mails. Now I do it again and run, your voice seems to become yet another book. My imagination made me think of a headline:

Bin Patricia Martinez, an afternoon of rain across the Mediterranean, on a table in the bar's whip, Barcelona, \u200b\u200bSeptember 2009.

I do not know exactly if you were around that time in Barcelona.
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Two sequences Photography (2007) that I liked a lot: the first concludes with a bird that walks on the floor and the second lines an overhead line from the window of a moving train.

Gauttam Kamala tells Andrew that was the first of fourteen generations of marrying outside the caste / bird [1:18:40]

The unexpected news of the death of Ramachandra came to Andrew when he went to sleep. He thought: Tirate to sleep well, you might get a message in a dream. "Instantly, he realized that he was trying to communicate with Ramachandra / cables from the train [1:33:44] A third

Mayra Bonard impersonating the mother of Andrew in a corridor that could belong to the Immigrant Hotel of Buenos Aires. "I, in my If I am a cross, "says Andrew to Ramachandra in a boat. Then, with the sound of slides: Andrés child with his father in a boat / The father is seen dozing in the present while lying on a couch Kamala, perhaps as a survivor of A Journal of the Plague Year [00:29 : 42]

I was captivated by the music of Diego Vainer, I drew different animals including, for example, lizard, yak, bird, dog, elephant. And the song of Jorge de la Vega.

In the link below, some dilemmas solved the director at the time of writing his autobiographical essay :
Interview Andrés Di Tella [7 minutes, 21 seconds]

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Near the hour and a half, Photographs (2007), Rocco will say that the silhouette is Gauttam, Indian cousin Andrew, but, in truth, the question of the similarities it has to raise from the very beginning. Andrew, son of the marriage between India and Argentina, is much like the dead mother, Kamala, but also Torcuato, father alive. The search is focused initially on like old pictures of Kamala and alternately on the face of Mayra, the actress who plays Kamala, and herself.
In one of the first black and white photos, is the young Kamala joining a group that had taken part in a hunt. She and other women pose surrounded by men. Previously
, including footage of the hunt, Andrew has shown a picture of a dead tiger. Now that Andrew holds the group, Mayra joked: "Your mother has the rifle, be it caught your mom."
A dislocated said. In part because of that, in those first moments of the film, Mayra Mayra ago, although they are not given sufficient information to determine with clarity, they do, at least it happened to me, and it could be concluded erroneously that features young Indians is Andrew's wife.
Earlier, amid the shoot, the film opened a window on a train trip: Andrés see Kamala in a car that moves in the opposite lane, the camera in their relative motion, accompanied by the displacement train Kamala. "It is not possible," thought Andrew and wakes.

"Not that is a lot like you, but ..." Like I
, eyes ... yes I am ...
"You saw that there is something ...
-like, yes. Well, I ...
"It's my mom.
"It's your mom, of course.

Mayra characterization faded as Kamala with sleep, and then Andrew tells Mayra is not very much like her mother. Except for the eyes, adds the actress. Andrew nods, but the dialogue is finished cutting in another direction. If Mayra joke about killing the tiger will not be taken at face value, because in the group picture is hard to see that almost all women showed picturesque rifles in hand, here, with the marked image, the meaning of dialogue and narrative suddenly changes defines a phantasmagoria-own behalf, own humor-in which all that is heard is not what it seems, and all you see are the remains which served the purpose of obtaining the silhouette Andrew, not that of Kamala. That is, photographs are armed with these discards.
However, the hand of scissors belonging to Jose Rivas, who sings on the way to San Antonio de Areco: Nobody, nobody, nobody, that no one in front, which is no death if your mount goes ... Much later, Rocco, son of Andrew, you have to guess who is the figure that cuts in India the same Joseph. But does not recognize the tremendous resemblance to the father and says the figure corresponds to the pleasant Gauttam. Andrés Di Tella
invokes different double of himself to join the puzzle impossible: Adolfo Fernández de Obieta, Ramachandra Gowda, both sons of famous fathers. The first chose his mother's surname, the second adopted Epuyén "almost incognito." The film is also a travel note containing a brief account of the child: "A man who was ill had to travel by train. He fell asleep and was cured. "
-Rocco, Rocco ..." the voice crying in the middle of something like a nightmare is Andrew.