Monday, March 29, 2010

The Club Dumas by Arturo Pérez-Reverte

The lovely young lady who sold me this book assured me it was a “wonderful read” but I too often found it tedious and overwrought. The woodcuts, illustrations and tables were the sort of textual interruption I enjoy, and Pérez-Reverte's tangential obsessions with Dumas and forgeries were occasionally interesting. But the alcoholic anti-hero's irresistible charm completely defied my imagination.

Pérez-Reverte relies a great deal on continental romanticism, using baroque settings to supply depth of feeling where his plot and characters cannot. I suspect this book appeals mostly to readers in their 20s, anticipating the joys of their next student EuroRail pass.

Speed-reading quotient: 95% of the book.


Joel said...

I've inferred from a couple of your posts that you must have made a trip across Europe yourself at one point. Is that correct? If so, maybe you could get a couple good posts recounting some of those experiences. I at least would be interested to hear more

Whisky Prajer said...

I'm embarrassed to admit how long it's been since I was there. But if I ever pick up a scanner I'll have a go at some travel posting.