Anyway, whatever we may classify Lincoln in the Bardo as, this is inarguably a work of magic realism. I don't know if it is reasonable to expect even interior logic to apply to magic realism, but in, say, One Hundred Years of Solitude, the magic always made emotional sense, even if it made no literal sense at all.
With this in mind, I have many questions:
Are the ghosts actually "ghosts?" I mean, are they spirits of the dead? Or are they some kind of supernatural beings?
Why are they all men? Are they really gay? Why do they invite poor Patri to kill herself? Are they malign? They seem rather innocent, but they lure a young girl to her death.
Why can only the workers see them? Because they are Chilean? Because they are poor? I mean, the father makes casual use of them as refrigerators!
Since there are no women, why do they invite Patri to the party? I notice that they give back her glasses, but Patri does not immediately appear as the only female ghost. What is up with this?
What is all this talk about a "real man?" What does this even mean? A straight man? A strong man? A virile man? A working man? What?
I enjoyed this novel reasonably well, but oddly enough I liked the "realism" sections much more than the "magic." I thought that the party at the end of the book was beautifully written. I was completely absorbed in reading about a rather mundane event. This is a mark of a superior writer (and translator, I suppose).
: I'm gonna go ahead and post what I have on
: this since it'll be some days before I'm
: back here.
: I was interested in the reality/non-reality
: theme; I copied out some quotes.
: "misguided belief that reality is
: "the ghosts are like men."
: "must be very careful not to mix up
: truth and lies, reality and fiction"
: "for men, the apparent is more
: important than the real"
: Why does Patri jump? For the reasons in her
: story? Boredom with the family.
: What is all the 'real men' business?
: Do the ghosts manifest because Patri wants
: to die?
: I've also finished Dr. Glas which I enjoyed
: quite well. This year is shaping up better
: than the last one. Ghosts is the least
: enjoyable of these three, and it's not bad.
: The other Aira novel I read, An Incident in
: the Life of a Landscape Painter was nicer.
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