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Cargando... Hot milk (2016 original; edición 2016)por Deborah Levy
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Inscríbete en LibraryThing para averiguar si este libro te gustará. Actualmente no hay Conversaciones sobre este libro. Two women arrive in a village on the Spanish coast. Rose is suffering from a strange illness and the doctors are mystified. Her daughter Sofia has brought her here to find a cure with the infamous and controversial Dr Gomez – a man of questionable methods and motives. Intoxicated by thick heat and the seductive people who move through it, both women begin to see their lives clearly for the first time in years. Through the opposing figures of mother and daughter, Deborah Levy explores the strange and monstrous nature of womanhood. Dreamlike and utterly compulsive, Hot Milk is a delirious fairy tale of feminine potency, a story both modern and timeless. Check out the article I wrote recently on Deborah Levy https://quizlit.org/deborah-levy-the-woman-who-sees-everything unlikable characters form the most part, a dreamlike vibe from the story, wonderful writing and it is a book open to each readers own interpretations. not even how i really feel about it. this is well written novel. quick to read, but not so quick to immediately comprehend without some serious thinking. why is this story set in southern spain? and what's the connection of the location to the title of the book? This was a book club selection. Hot Milk is about a young woman, Sophia, and her ailing mother, Rose, as they travel to southern Spain to seek treatment. Their relationship, and every other relationship presented in the novel, are all dysfunctional, bordering on toxic. It is a novel about self-discovery, acceptance of self and family, and taking charge of one's own life. I found the writing to be very good, but the characters didn't resonate with me. I didn't identify with, or even like, any of them. The book had a strange vibe about it, almost surreal, helped along by the extreme weather and scenery of southern Spain. Sofia takes her invalid mother to Spain to consult a local specialist who may be able to diagnose her mother's mysterious ailments. While there Sofia encounters Ingrid, an ex-pat German, and begins a fraught relationship with this enigmatic stranger. I could not get into this book at all. It's a litany of various relationships Sofia has with women, men, the doctor, the nurse, her mother, her father and her step-mother, with continual false starts. Just as you think Levy is about to take Sofia somewhere, somebody walks into the scene, distracts matters, the plot is derailed and the reader left dangling again. Levy forces the issue at the end and opts for a melodramatic finish, but there is still so much left unresolved that the reader can only be left unsatisfied.
The reader becomes as unsettled as Sofia through Levy's provocative, seemingly haphazard mixing up of tenses, occasional blurring of points of view; grammar necessarily shatters when Rose and Sofia gaze newly at each other, try to break old patterns of misunderstanding, to speak truthfully. The difficult, ambivalent, precious mother-daughter relationship forms the core of this beautiful, clever novel. Hot Milk is a powerful novel of the interior life, which Levy creates with a vividness that recalls Virginia Woolf. The sense of Sofia’s life with her mother (or against her mother) is built through an accumulation of detail, a constellation of symbols and narrative bursts. But like a medusa, this novel has a transfixing gaze and a terrible sting that burns long after the final page is turned. PremiosDistinciones
Dos mujeres inglesas, madre e hija, llegan a la costa de Almeri a en pleno verano. La hija, Sofia, tiene veinticinco an os, es licenciada en Antropologi a y se gana la vida trabajando en una cafeteri a, pero sobre todo se dedica a cuidar a su madre, Rose, que padece una enfermedad de diagno stico difuso que le produce insistentes dolores. El motivo del viaje es precisamente un intento desesperado de buscar una cura para ella en la cli nica del doctor Go mez, un me dico que aplica tratamientos heterodoxos y que acaso no sea ma s que un charlata n. En los pocos ratos libres que le deja su posesiva madre, Sofia conoce a Ingred Bauer, una alemana instalada en la zona, y a un apuesto socorrista de la playa. Y bajo el inclemente sol de la costa andaluza se desarrollara una hipno tica historia de autodescubrimiento, iniciacio n sexual cargada de ambigu edad, deseos regidos por la confusio n y bu squeda de espacios de libertad frente a una madre enferma y controladora. El escenario es una zona dese rtica en la que antan o se rodaron legendarios spaghetti westerns, donde el u nico verde de vegetacio n es el de los campos de golf y el mar esta infestado de medusas. Con estos elementos Deborah Levy construye una novel envolvente, sensual y perturbadora, narrada por la vicilante Sofie, en la que asoman equi vocas pulsiones sexuales, sombras del paseo - el padre griego ausente al que decide visitar - y la inquietante presencia de monstruos y mitos intemporales: las medusas, la Medusa. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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A brief visit to Greece lets Sophie reconnect with her indifferent father and his child bride and new baby daughter. The author uses objects in every sentence to describe her characters and their relationships, lives, activities.
Levy's new memoir is next on my list.
"All summer, I had been moonwalking in the digital Milky Way. It's calm there. But I am not calm. My mind is like the edge of motorways where foxes eat the owls at night. In the starfields, with their faintly glowing paths running across the screen, I have been making footprints in the dust and glitter of the virtual universe. It never occurred to me that, like the medusa, technology stares back and that is gaze might have petrified me, made me fearful to come down, down to Earth, where all the hard stuff happens, down to the check-out tills and the barcodes and the too many words for profit and the not enough words for pain." ( )