Paul Auster’s Timbuktu, watching things with different eyes

timbuktuOne person and one dog. Only two friends walking through America. Willy is a beggar that hasn’t forgot his old life as a poet. The animal is the one that has shared the whole life with his owner, living together an infinite amount of adventures and twists since those magical revolutions in the sixties. Since then, it is to understand perfectly what humans say what this dog has learnt‐ yeah, Mr. Bones is a dog, but a very clever one. And that is something that you will see as long as Mr. Bones tries to understand human’s life and feelings.

This is a story cleverly told to humans from the point of view of someone that knows “what” is happening among all those things that surround him but that he doesn’t know “why”. Mr. Bones is a vagrant dog that has lived, seen and experimented a lot, so it is not naivety what is his thoughts main characteristic. But the moment he finds himself walking alone in a world not made for him, absurdity of humans and people indoor misfortunes turns up in the middle of the plot with an original style you have never seen before. It has been described many times as something that pours cold water on us.

Although the characters won’t come alive to you, all their dimensions are treated in such an ironical way that it gives the plot the piece it needed to be one of Auster’s masterpieces, in which the author shows us American typical examples that seem so odd to what is supposed to be a rational mind with no passions.

As it is written in not a very elaborated language, reading this book will be easy to follow, and it is a perfect one to start reading this author. Believe me, when you see this way the outrageous lives that we carry on everywhere, I am sure you will say it is a page-turner.

Try it 😉 Jaime


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