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My Brilliant Friend

My Brilliant Friend

This was the last book I’ve had to read for class, and I can honestly say this barely feels like homework anymore. I might even read the other books in this series. This blog was written on the beach, next to my bestest friends, with none of whom I have a relationship like Lenu and Lila’s, thank goodness. I’m feeling the most beautiful and romantic vibes right now, and have included pictures of this lovely evening I’m having 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

A word that came into my mind while reading this book was polycule, cause omg they’re all dating each other. Great book though, I enjoyed reading it very much!

Throughout this book, Lenu’s definition of success seemed to change constantly, as she bases the concept on whatever Lila is interested in at the time, “I soon had to admit that what I did by myself couldn’t excite me, only what Lila touched became important” pg 100 , or at least what she perceives to be catching Lila’s attention, although she is most often wrong. The competition between the two girls begins through academics, where Lenu is merely hoping to hold on to her second place position compared to Lila who effortlessly remains number one, but the tables turn when Lila is not allowed to attend middle school, and Lenu soon stops trying as hard as she used to, “Above all, I came home with the impression that, not spending my days in a shoemaker’s shop, having for a father a banal porter instead, I was excluded from a rare privilege. I began to feel that my presence in class was pointless.” pg 99.  She instead finds herself obsessing over shoes, reflecting Lila’s new passion. However, when it comes to light that Lila has been teaching herself Latin, and begins to tutor Lenu, her passion for school reemerges, “School began again and right away I did well in all the subjects. I couldn’t wait for Lila to ask me to help her in Latin or anything else, and so, I think, I studied not so much for school as for her.” pg 112. This time, there is some self-awareness of the fact her interest stems from a need to impress or serve a use to her friend. This cycle continues as the girls grow up and boys begin to express interest in them. “And yet I had now a single true thought: to find a boyfriend, immediately, before Lila announced to me that she was going with Pasquale.” pg 157.  Throughout this book, for Lenu, the constant themes of comparison, envy and a sense of inferiority to her best friend emerge, however I’d like the opportunity to consider Lila’s point of view, as I’m sure there are parts of Lenu’s life that she finds herself envious over, such as the opportunity to educate herself, and a more supportive family.

My question this week is, would Lenu have gone so far in school without the friendship, or competition of Lila?

 

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The book of chameleons

The book of chameleons

Maybe I’m learning to enjoy reading these types of book more, but I feel I’m enjoying each new book more than the last. I wasn’t considering this to be a particularly emotional book so I was kinda shocked when I burst into tears reading that Eulalio had passed. I think in many of the books we have read so far, characters have had likeable, unlikeable, loveable, and hateable traits which causes our feelings on them to be more complex, however this gecko simply observed, listened, and laughed, making him innocent of our judgement. Our other three characters were granted the privilege of an ending to their story, a sense of closure but Eulalio will now only remain a memory, and as this book shows us, memories are fragile, “with every passing day, every passing hour, my memory of him becomes more and more like a figure made of sand. The memory of a dream. Maybe I dreamed it all”. This quote encapsulates the feeling of a memory slowly slipping away, and that feeling of grasping at nothing, wondering if you made it up all along, as there is no one and nothing to corroborate your story. The least a memory can do is fade, but more likely, is for it to twist and fabricate, as shown in the book of chameleons.

Reality also seems overtly fragile in this story, it appears people can reinvent their lives with little difficulty, just Felix’s help and a hefty dose of delusion. I wonder if it would be so easy to craft a wholly new life story today, what do you think? Initially I thought absolutely not, with all our social media. However, in hindsight, this might be more of a helping factor in creating a false identity. In the lecture video for this book, it is immediately mentioned, that despite its title, this is not a book of chameleons, but I would disagree. It seems many of our main characters are chameleonesque, in that they disguise themselves, and transform their identities as though it comes naturally to them.

I used to camp a lot as a kid, and I would find dead scorpions in the bags after, and they’re actually so scary looking. I also kept quite a few geckos as pets so maybe that’s why the ending of this book made me so sad. I would have kept Eulalio much safer if I were Felix; my geckos never got murdered by scorpions… This is a picture of my gecko and a random scorpion. Doesn’t your skin crawl looking at that scorpion?

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Money to Burn Piglia Uncategorized

Money to Burn

I think this might be the book I’ve been most locked into throughout this course, I was hood up, headphones on, in the dark for two hours straight. I found myself rooting for the criminals, in particular Brignone and Dorda, which is maybe a bit screwed up of me, especially as their kill count grew and grew and grew… I think I’m just a sucker for a homoerotic friendship. They were both so messed up in the head but they really loved each other and it was kinda beautiful. These characters seemed pretty insane and it was fun to read their bonkers inner monologues, especially towards the end. 

As I was reading this book, I kept telling myself I was only rooting (a little bit) for these characters to succeed because this is all fake and a story. Then I found out it was based on a true story. Oops. Only learning in the last few pages that this story was true really changed my perspective on this book. It had me feeling a little sick that I ever hoped for these criminals to get away. It’s just hard to hate characters when a story is told from their point of view. I knew they were evil and committing some awful crimes and thinking some disgusting thoughts but you get wrapped up in their story and hope for success, if just to make all the sacrifice worth it. I suppose that’s partly why people were so devastated when they burnt the money. At least that’s the reason they claim, that if the criminals had given the money away, “they would have given some sort of point to their existence, the cretins” pg 158. Personally, I think it’s a little ridiculous that when they burnt the money is when people truly turned against them, as if the cold blooded murders weren’t so bad but burning the stolen cash was a truly inexcusable crime? As the papers claim, “Such an act (the dailies said) was worse than all the crimes that they had committed, because it was an act of nihilism and an example of pure terrorism.” pg 159. Do you guys agree with this?

For about the first 130 pages, I could not figure out who was who. All the nicknames had me so confused. I know I could have gone back and tried to figure it out but I figured the confusion added to the experience of this book. I feel like the author intended to make readers feel this way to add to the chaos of the robbery. But once our cast dwindled down to the Merceles, Brignone, and Dorda, I had them locked. Of course Malito got away, he probably planned this all from the beginning, that sneaky snake. 

 

 

 

 

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Lispector

The Hour of the Star

First thought on this book was omg it’s only 100 pages. Two pages in… these are going to be the longest 100 pages of writing I’ve ever read. But I made my roommate read a page and she said she liked it so maybe I’m uncultured. It’s making my head hurt.

Wow, I just finished this book and I’m almost grudging to admit I judged it far too fast based on the first few pages. The narration feels quite relatable to me in a way, I find myself drifting in and out of the story just as Rodrigo does. For the few sentences or paragraphs he is present, I find myself wondering who is he?? A ghost, a stalker, a part of Macabea’s consciousness? I really had no clue. But as soon as we delved back into the story of Macabea, I would forget him entirely. Her life was so tragic and pitiful, it was enrapturing. A morbid fascination is what I feel inspires Rodrigo to focus on this young lady and the reason we readers find ourselves locked into his descriptions of a lifeless, thoughtless, loveless existence. Macabea’s life seems to embody the suffix “less”. She seems to have no thoughts of her own, only able to quote moments from clock radio, she is given little physical description; personally I imagined her a grey spectre, rail thin and awfully tired looking. To me she already seems to be a ghost while she lives, and so I hope if there is an afterlife in Lispector’s creation, Macabea finds a fuller existence.

The gasp I gasped when Macabea was hit by the car, oh my days. I suppose I was as foolish as she to believe such a fantastic future awaited her. However, perhaps living for a few moments with such hope, followed by a sudden, quick death was the best possible fate for her. Do you think the fortune teller got her future mixed up with the girl before her? That was my first thought. Then I realized the fortune teller might have been totally full of crap and making stuff up. Or perhaps she just wanted to give Macabea a few moments of joy in her life, before the inevitable. That’s another question for you guys, do you believe in fortune tellers? My mum has a fortune teller and she believes everything she says but I’m skeptical and curious what others think…

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