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Average rating2.8
Set in Lima, the novel tells of a love triangle whose participants may be the fictional creations of Don Rigoberto: Rigoberto himself, by day a gray insurance executive, by night a pornographer and sexual enthusiast; his second wife, Lucrecia; and his young son, Alfonso. Husband and wife are estranged because of a sexual encounter between Lucrecia and the boy, a fey, angelic creature who may have seduced her (rather than the other way around).
Missing Lucrecia terribly, Rigoberto fills his notebooks with memories, fantasies, and unsent letters; meanwhile, the boy visits Lucrecia, determined to regain her favor and win her love. Together, father and son persuade her to enact a series of tableaux vivants based on works by Egon Schiele and other painters. With his usual sly assurance, Vargas Llosa keeps the reader guessing which episodes are real and which issue from the Don's imagination.
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It's hard to figure out what's really going on here. There are love letters, bitch rants (on various topics ranging from sports and rotary clubs to phobias, nationalism and collectivism) that I wasn't really all that into (I like my erotica and philosophy to be separate ever since [b:Emmanuelle 118797 Emmanuelle Emmanuelle Arsan https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1347392457s/118797.jpg 1275165]) and a surreal love triangle between husband, wife and son. Llosa must have had a lot of fun writing this. Read this if you like Klimt and Schiele or if your last erotica was Fifty Shades of Grey. (No really, the erotica here is creative and wonderful and the foursome made me awww. When was the last time a foursome made you aww?) Density of prose may be annoying (was for me) but it's quality prose too so if you can get behind that you're good to go.