Las Peliculas de Mi Vida: Una Novela

ISBN: 0060559403
ISBN 13: 9780060559403
By: Alberto Fuguet

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Reader's Thoughts

Hugo

Buena.Me entretuvo un par de días del verano 2007.Valparaíso.

Joshua

Kind of an interesting premise, especially if you happen to love movies--of which I'm guilty. The execution of the story is what lets this down in my opinion. There's just absolutely no cohesion between various aspects of the story...it should have completely scrapped the stuff w/ the woman on the plane and the conversations with the sister and just been about memories attached to films throughout the life of this kid who is growing up in Los Angeles and in Chile. That would have been a lot more successful. Instead we get these distracting interludes w/ those two people that really does nothing with the story--it wasn't needed! Oh, well.

Lize

It's a coming of age tale about a Chilean seismologoist who, on the way to Tokyo for a conference, stops over in LA and decides to hole up in a hotel room and write about his childhood and adolescence in Chile, Los Angeles and back to Chile, with each chapter headed by a movie he saw at the time as a trigger for his memories. It's a neat trick, and since the main character was born in 1964, a lot of the films he references are from a time I remember as well. And it's also how I happened to know something about Chile's earthquake history when the latest one hit over the weekend.

Pablo Paz

muy bueno. me encantó la breve aparición del paz y el vicuña en el juanchos.. muy chevre

Robert Beveridge

Alberto Fuguet, The Movies of My Life (Harper, 2003)A trick does not a book make, no matter how interesting it is. And the trick ehre is interesting; Fuguet takes the structure of a noted director (can't remember who, because my brain is swiss cheese; Elia Kazan?)'s autobiography and turns it into the story of a family trying to make it. The beginning works very well, being a series of emails between the narrator and someone he met on a plane about why he's decided to simply abandon his career and sit in a Los Angeles hotel room writing this, and the structure is intriguing, but beauty is only skin-deep. Once you scratch beneath the surface, you find another Oprah's Book Club candidate ripe for the plucking, a dysfunctional family with no qualities to make it stand out from the rest of the dysfunctional family pack so popular in today's publishing world.If you like dysfunctional family novels, this will probably be right up your alley. The rest of you can safely avoid it. (zero)

Pabloamn

Creo que esta novela es la mejor lograda de Fuguet. A pesar de sus tintes autobiográficos, los cuales son itinerantes en cada creación de este escritor, es interesante el recorrido que hace el autor desde los sesenta ambientados en California hasta los ochenta de Pinochet en Chile. Se viven esos periodos desde otra perspectiva. Como siempre creo que esos datos hacen más rica a la historia, y hacen que uno se adentre en la novela.

Minni

Välillä tuntui että luin tätä kuin Iisakin kirkkoa: silmä alkoi luppaa melken joka ilta 10 minuutin jälkeen. Okei, maanjäristykset ja elokuvat on epätavallinen viitekehys kasvukertomukselle, mutta ensimmäistä olisi voinut vähän rajoittaa. Onneksi loppupuolella Chilessä päästiin varsinaisesti vauhtiin teini-iän toilailuineen. Usein tosin teki mieli guuglata mitkä lukuisat historialliset viittaukset ja henkilöt olisivat voineet olla totta Beltránin elämässä: heidän kotonaan illallistaneella Yul Brunner todella oli chileläinen vaimo.

Aurora

il libro si legge velocemente e se non fosse che - giustamente - cita solo film degli anni 70, beh... darebbe anche un po' di spunti.è molto interessante vedere come certi schemi si ripetono al di là delle nazionalità, dei luoghi dove si vive, dei rapporti sociali che si hanno. ovviamente invece altre cose non sono assolutamente ripetibili, e certi dolori, certe strutture sociali sono vissute solo in quel luogo, in quel tempo, da quelle persone.idea non banale, scrittura buona. "l'orrore dello sradicamento è mitigato quando le condizioni di vita di là, nel nuovo paese, sono sensibilmente migliori. quando il nuovo paese ti offre qualcosa che il tuo non poteva darti: lavoro, libertà, amore, conoscenza. ma il cile non offriva niente di tutto ciò. non a me, almeno."

Heather Mize

Alberto Fuguet goes out of his way to alienate his reader, which made me wonder why he thought a reader would care enough to read his memoir. I felt like his title "the movies of my life" was also deceiving. While there is a list of movies it is essentially meaningless in the scheme of the stories. They have little or nothing to do with the movies, and the impact they had on his life, but rather are used like markers in a timeline. A more realistic title would be the "years of my life" and his stories could be seperated by years instead of movie titles. I despise this kind of trickery in books, feeling as if it's a marketing technique but clearly Fuguet needed some kind of trick as I am still wondering why he would feel someone would be interested in his story. I didn't connect or relate to him, and found him to be rude, self-pitying, empty, and arrogant.

Bonnie Jeanne

The Movies of My Life by Alberto Fuguet (2003)

Bria

Meh, I didn’t really understand the connection between the movies, earthquakes and the character’s up-brining. They seemed more of a throw away device rather than something integral to progressing narrative. I didn’t find myself very interested in the character’s life nor did I understand the significance of LA and why he did not continue on his travels at this point. Was this to do with happy memories of his childhood and parent’s marriage before they returned to Chile? Many of the secondary characters seemed undeveloped and sometimes I even lost track of the various relationships.

Claudia

Fire victim.

Ryan

So I wasn't too crazy about this one. It started off with some intrigue as you get to know the main character and begin to wonder how he got so intense, lonely and estranged from his family. I started to wonder, perhaps he felt that his intelligence alienated him from everyone else and he sought the kind of solace you can only get from a physics book. Perhaps there was a terrible tragedy that befell his entire family and he was the cause. Perhaps a he caused a terrible accident and has been guilt stricken ever since.Turns out, he's the son of immigrants who move back to Chile. Now, I don't mean to belittle the plot; this book may well speak to many people. I half expected it to speak to me, as I've often felt like a wanderer myself, but I just couldn't relate.It was a fast read, mostly because it's arranged in bite-sized chunks centered around movies, but I didn't feel any momentum. It wasn't really heading anywhere, and I grew impatient with the meandering.

Avery

Alberto Fuguet é um chileno dedicado a criar um novo movimento nas letras latino-americanas, um movimento disposto a se contrapor ao realismo fantástico de Gabriel García-Márquez e que se chama... McCondo. Rarara.Fuguet escreveu um livro chamado "Os filmes da minha vida", que não causa surpresas estilísticas nem consegue inaugurar nada de novo, mas tem a capacidade de gerar lembranças em gente que viveu algo parecido. Eu, por exemplo, e minha infância na Venezuela.O fato de ter vivido noutro país, de conviver com duas línguas e se sentir estrangeiro onde quer que esteja é uma sensação que conheço bem, mas acaba aí. Os filmes que ele assistiu, também os vi - inclusive coisas obscuras interessantes, que pouca gente lembra - mas são coadjuvantes das ações do personagem principal e mal recebem uma análise superficial.O escritor parece tão disposto a comer um Big McCondo que esquece as tortillas, ignora vulcões e povos indígenas. Sua prosa é norte-americana mas não espere encontrar Dellilo, Auster ou Hemingway neste misto de pretensão vanguardista e ultra-americanismo chicano.

Maria

I hated this book in the beginning, but it started to turn around by the second half. I read if for a book club. I didn't finish reading in time for the book club, but our discussion was interesting enough that I wanted to see how it turned out. In the end I liked it okay.

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