Kim said:
"'the new yorker' editors thought the caulfield family
wasn't believable, and nixed excerpts."
Their parameters must have changed considerably since
then, judging from the story Tim recommended recently
with much enthusiasm. Honestly, Wes Amerigo's eldest
son's comic timing was to be commended, but in my
opinion the rest of the story was unsufferably unbelievable
and self-indulgent.
But then again, perhaps I just didn't get it. Was it a parable
of America's inherent good qualities, a tale whose meaning
and immediate effect is denied to non-Americans? Or was
it an attempt to echo the 'realismo mágico', which we South
Americans avoid like the plague?
Saludos,
D.
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