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No me gustó. Caduco en valores y perspectiva. Tremendamente machista y pesado. Contempla a las mujeres como objetos de colección. Dice que la amistad entre hombres no es como la relación entre hombre y mujeres pues estas siempre pretenden algo a cambio. Todo el libro el general se la paso hablando con arrogancia.

El monólogo interminable de un anciano general rencoroso y arrogante hacia quien fuera su mejor amigo y quien lo traicionara con su mujer a quien el general llamaba “el objeto más preciado de su colección “. Leí esta novela con ojos modernos de mujer feminista y me desagradó mucho. Es una novela que no ha envejecido bien. Su perspectiva, sus conceptos, sus valores ya se sienten caducos. Exasperante.

I found the central tension in this novel to build throughout and I was continually surprised by where it went. There was an intensity to the friendship of Konrad and the General and the discussion of how their relationship formed and matured bore fruit later in the book. A lot packed into a short book. In a lot of ways it also reminded me of classic mysteries. Liked this much more than I expected. I think this is one you either love or hate.

Oof, well this novel is a very slow burn, about two men in their 70s meeting again after 40 years apart. The meeting is in 1942 but they were soldiers together for the Austro-Hungarian empire until something happens, something which the author takes the entire book to excruciatingly reveal.

The author was born in what is now Slovakia so I'll either count the book for there or Hungary for my Europe 2021 reading project.

I honestly don‘t know what this books was about. It‘s 200 pages of an old man soliloquizing at his estranged best friend, looking for answers about their falling out and then never actually getting them.
Literally nothing happens but talking and flashbacks. The words themselves were beautifully written “all the music in the world was laying silently in wait in that room� but the story was lacking.

Translated from Hungarian, this is the story of two best friends that have not seen each other for 41 years. When they finally meet again we learn the story of what ended their close friendship many years ago. Although there are some elements of mystery, the story is more of a morality study. I thought it was great.

I always almost read e-books on my Kindle but right now I have a stack of physical books that I need to get through.

I love this book so far. The language is captivating. But this is the weirdest font for page numbers I‘ve ever seen. (This is page 47)

I found the ending very unsatisfying. we

Reading on the train from Barcelona to Seville

* No books were harmed in the creation of this photo! 🔥

A simple story, dark and deep, told mostly through the form of a one sided conversation between two old men. Set in a castle deep in the forests of #Hungary , this book is like a winding trail through Medieval woodlands: trails twist and turn, the smell of the earth rising about you in the morning fog, sunlight piercing through the trees in unexpected places.

A quiet book. I loved it.

My coffee matches its saucer. ��

I feel almost as if I‘m in Vienna in the late 19th century ad I read this book. The translation is beautiful. I can only imagine how stunning this would be in the original Hungarian.

"We all must come to terms with what and who we are, and recognize that this wisdom is not going to earn us any praise, that life is not going to pin a medal on us for recognizing and enduring our own vanity or egoism" "We have to learn that our desires do not find any real echo in the world."

#dealalert An exquisite novel from my home country. Heartily recoommended! #HungarianClassic

The quiet desolation in the tone of this book is quite beautiful but it's very much a product of its time and place and sentences like this are jarring

Damn, say what you really feel.

'But like every kiss, this one is an answer, a clumsy but tender answer to a question that eludes the power of language'

New book! #sundayreads

"Is that why you went" asked the General almost as an aside, giving no particular emphasis on the words. "To kill something in yourself?"

This was one of the very first books I found out about on Litsy, from a post eight months ago by @SGJ - so I was delighted to happen upon this used copy in a bookstore in Saskatoon!

#setineasterneurope #photoadaynov16 Embers is a story set in a castle somewhere in Eastern Europe in the 1940's. An old general is visited by the best friend of his youth who he has not spoken to in 40 years. The story takes the form of the General expounding on the events leading to their break including both men's relationship with the Generals wife after which his friend Konrad is offered a chance to respond. A tale of truths unspoken.

For 41 years the general has been thinking and moping and thinking some more about an event involving his best friend and long deceased wife. Now he can ask his friend two questions about the event. I am not a fan of books that involve long-winded single-sided "discussion" and no ultimate resolution. #1001books read number 164.

There was something insurmountable between them. But they loved each other.

Did someone say National Coffee Day? I haven't finished mine so I'm not sure.

Catching up with the #septphotochallenge again! I only found this one very recently. The description is intriguing but I haven't heard much about this, have any of you read it? #translatedbooks #somethingforsept

I am letting my queue run down on purpose, so these are just some things I grabbed off the shelves #libraryhaul

The new wing, in which he had lived with his wife, brilliantly colored salons with their French silk wall-coverings already fraying, the great reception room with its fireplace and its books, the staircase with its antlers, stuffed grouse, and mounted chamois heads, the large dining room with its view from the window down the valley and over the little town to the distant silver-blue shapes of the mountains, his wife's room and his own bedroom ...

"July 2, 1899, was the day of the hunt"

#underhyped I think this book has not gotten as much recognition as it should. It is beautifully written and flows so well, I copied whole passages out because the language was so amazing #augustphotochallenge

Time is a purgatory that has cleansed all fury from my memories

One of my favorite books of all time. Story about a relationship of two friends over time---divided by the love for the same woman.

I love getting ambushed by a book. Picked this up years ago, because someone told me that, yeah, nothing really happens in it, but you can't stop reading either. Five reads later, I'm still trying to figure where its page-turniness comes from. Because I want to steal it. But also, I like to savor it