Monday, March 9, 2015

“Acid humor, like a Buster Keaton movie or a time bomb.” ~Roberto Bolaño

A high-octane paranoia deranges a writer and fuels a dangerous plan to return home to El Salvador at the tail end of its long civil war.

Is the journalist’s plan to return a dream or a nightmare? Is he courageous, foolhardy, or just plain dumb? Is the bubbling brew of horrors and threats actual or imagined? After seeking relief for the pain in his liver through hypnosis, his few remaining impulse-control mechanisms rapidly dissolve, and reality only rarely intrudes on his cogitations. Hair-brained murder plots, half-mad arguments, and hysterical rants: the narrative escalates at a maniacal pace, infused with Horacio Castellanos Moya’s uniquely outlandish and unlikely acerbic sense of humor.

Learn more about the author HERE.


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