This is the first novel I read by Kurt Vonnegut. As many writers in a fashionable streak in many sites on internet and besides, given my strange disregard towards north american literature, I had not set myself in the task of reading it. And what a thing it is!
(this man reminds me of my dad)
He was born in 1922 and died in 2007, 84 years old, which clearly implies that XX century was pretty much in hand for his writing. This is all I knew when I started reading the novel, written in 1973.
This story is about a couple of characters that, when meeting do not know who each other is and do not have the slightest idea they are closely related. It is about how we can stick to an idea and believe it firmly and change our lives in such a way that would seem radical to others. It is about a writer and a "madman".
An epic thing about this book is that it is illustrated. Other epic thing is that leads us to many places inside the character´s minds without we even notice; we can see how lives of many people happen in a typical north american society. We might thought this works for any city but that is not true. Not to me.
We don´t know how close we are of our mind slipping and detaching from all the things people expects from us. is it good? is it bad? is it necessary or appropriate? Many times, after I was reading, I thought for long about the world, in the variety of people eating and talking and who don´t know they are intertwined without even wanting it holding hands with a thought.
I hope you read it if you haven´t. Here I show some phrases I liked. And I will move on to the other novels.
"There was only one way for the Earth to be, he thought: the way it was"
"Bad chemicals and bad ideas were the Yin and Yang of madness"
"He had come all this distance for an orgy of masochism"
*pics are not mine.
