Love In The Time Of Cholera - by Gabriel García Márquez
I absolutely do not understand the hype of this book. So many reviews I've read exclaim the "wonders" of "waiting for love."
I jumped into this book thinking it would be this beloved romance ... a man obsessed with one woman who turned him down ... he lives his life "waiting" for her ...
What I ended up reading was a celebration of the deranged ... a woman who is raped and spends her life looking for the rapist because "it was the best sex she ever had" ... the main character who turns into a dirty old man seducing a young teenager he is guardian of and then "puts it out of his mind" when she commits suicide after he abandons her for the now available widow he's been "waiting" for.
I'm flabbergasted that this is one of Oprah's picks!
My rating = -10
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John and I have read the book several times. We read the author's books in college. We did enjoy his writing more then. His better book in 100 Years of Solitude. It is bizarre also, but I think less grotesque.
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