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UN CUENTO PERFECTO

Elísabet Benavent
Si me siguen por aquí desde hace tiempo sabrán que me encantan los libros de Elísabet Benavent, pero, como con todo, hay unos mejores que otros. Hoy puedo decirles que, sin lugar a dudas, Un Cuento Perfecto es de mis favoritos. No sólo la historia que cuenta aquí es increíble y muy real, sino que, además, me mantuvo enganchada todo el tiempo. No lo podía soltar, de verdad. Aquí nos encontramos con dos personajes tremendamente diferentes. Por un lado tenemos a Margot, una mujer de la alta sociedad madrileña que viene de una familia a la que lo que más le interesa es mantener las apariencias y el estatus. Ella, sin embargo, siempre se ha sentido bastante fuera de lugar en ese mundo de sonrisas falsas, eventos arreglados y chismes de revista. A pesar de todo, tiene a Filippo, un hombre guapísimo y espectacular con el que se va a casar... o eso parece, pues el día de su boda, cuando está a punto de caminar por el pasillo hacia el altar, sale corriendo en medio de un ataque de ansiedad. Confundido y cabreado, Filippo le dice que se va a tomar el verano para pensar en ellos y en qué va a suceder con su relación, así que le pide que no lo llame y se aleje de él en ese tiempo. Por otro lado tenemos a David, un chico que está bastante perdido en la vida. Es bartender de un garito de mala muerte, vive en el sofá de unos amigos y está tremendamente obsesionado con Idoia, una mujer horrorosa y tóxica que lo acaba de dejar. En todo lo que piensa él durante el día es en cómo volver a conquistar a esa chica, pues siente que no es nadie sin ella. Sin embargo, por una casualidad del destino, conoce a Margot y, poco a poco, van tejiendo una amistad súper bonita en la que pasean por Madrid y, gracias a que son prácticamente extraños, sienten que pueden desahogarse con el otro sobre sus problemas. Desde el principio sentí un chispazo tremendo entre David y Margot y quise que fueran felices juntos. La cosa es que, claro, ambos tienen unos pasados difíciles y dos personas con las que deben replantearse sus relaciones. Lo bonito de todo el libro es que, a pesar de que sabes que al final van a acabar juntos, Elísabet te lleva por un camino de aventuras, descubrimientos, dudas y viajes que, poco a poco, van cimentando una relación tremendamente intensa y preciosa. Quizá lo que más amo de estos libros es lo reales que se sienten... y sobre todo este. En los otros libros de Elísabet nos encontramos con hombres que parecen salidos de anuncios de ropa interior de Calvin Klein (y no me quejo, ¿eh?), que tienen muchísimo dinero y una vida espectacular, pero el problema con ellos es que parecen inalcanzables en el mundo real. Sin embargo, en Un Cuento Perfecto, Elísabet nos deja con David, que es un chico de lo más normal y dulce. Un mundano como nosotras, vamos, jajaja. Y creo que eso, precisamente, lo hace mucho más especial y nos da esa sensación de que esta historia de verdad podría estar ocurriendo. Me fascinaron todos los momentos especiales que vivieron David y Margot en Grecia, en ese pequeño paraíso que sólo les pertenecía a ellos. La conexión, la química, las miradas, las palabras y los pequeños momentos robados hicieron de esta historia algo inolvidable. ¡Y el final! Ay, todo está tan cuidado, incluso las palabras y los nombres, que no pude haber sido más feliz.
Picture of a book: The Elegance of the Hedgehog
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The Elegance of the Hedgehog

Alison Anderson, Muriel Barbery
A moving, funny, triumphant novel that exalts the quiet victories of the inconspicuous among us.We are in the center of Paris, in an elegant apartment building inhabited by bourgeois families. Renée, the concierge, is witness to the lavish but vacuous lives of her numerous employers. Outwardly she conforms to every stereotype of the concierge: fat, cantankerous, addicted to television. Yet, unbeknownst to her employers, Renée is a cultured autodidact who adores art, philosophy, music, and Japanese culture. With humor and intelligence she scrutinizes the lives of the building's tenants, who for their part are barely aware of her existence. Then there's Paloma, a twelve-year-old genius. She is the daughter of a tedious parliamentarian, a talented and startlingly lucid child who has decided to end her life on the sixteenth of June, her thirteenth birthday. Until then she will continue behaving as everyone expects her to behave: a mediocre pre-teen high on adolescent subculture, a good but not an outstanding student, an obedient if obstinate daughter. Paloma and Renée hide both their true talents and their finest qualities from a world they suspect cannot or will not appreciate them. They discover their kindred souls when a wealthy Japanese man named Ozu arrives in the building. Only he is able to gain Paloma's trust and to see through Renée's timeworn disguise to the secret that haunts her. This is a moving, funny, triumphant novel that exalts the quiet victories of the inconspicuous among us.
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Mujercitas

"Mujercitas" (en ingl�s, Little Women o Little Women or Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy) es una novela de la escritora estadounidense Louisa May Alcott publicada el 30 de septiembre de 1868, que trata la vida de cuatro ni�as que, tras pasar la adolescencia con la Guerra Civil en los Estados Unidos como fondo, entre 1861 y 1865, se convierten en mujeres. Est� basada en las vivencias de la autora durante su ni�ez en la ciudad de Concord, Massachusetts. Esta obra reproduce, tanto en su estructura como en su tema, la conocida novela aleg�rica de John Bunyan El progreso del peregrino, y de ah� que muchos de los t�tulos de los cap�tulos sean alusiones directas a esta obra (Juego de los peregrinos; Cargas; Beth encuentra el Palacio Hermoso; El valle de la humillaci�n de Amy; Jo conoce a Apoli�n; Meg visita la Feria de las Vanidades; entre otros). A la vez, cada una de las muchachas March est� destinada a caracterizar y superar estos defectos. De ah� que pueda ser considerada una novela de crecimiento o evoluci�n personal, as� como una reflexi�n temprana sobre los roles de g�nero. En la novela, las chicas traban amistad con un vecino, el joven adolescente Laurie, que se vuelve el mejor amigo de Jo. As� como los temas m�s serios y tristes, el libro describe las actividades de las hermanas y su amigo, como crear un peri�dico y realizar un p�cnic, y los roces por los que pasan Jo y Laurie. Tambi�n se plantea que las hermanas, cada una a su manera, pasan por todo el camino de los peregrinos, en su ruta a la adultez. La entretenida obra muestra el contexto hist�rico de la �poca.
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The Canterville Ghost

Oscar Wilde
The original Wilde Thing does it again...Seriously...how does one not love on Oscar Wilde when he's throwing down the snarky...in this case, and in proper British fashion, against cocky, adolescent-cultured Americans and their starched-lip, tradition-trapped English cousins? A bounty of clever from start to finish, Wilde's tale is charming, engaging and pitch-perfect. For a story less than 30 pages long, Wilde accomplishes so much, using scalpel-like precision in both his language and his plotting to tell a story with a little bit of everything. The funny is considerable, the sadness and softer emotions are amply represented, and the brilliance is ubiquitous throughout. My sole complaint is that I wish it were a bit longer, as I would have loved for Wilde to give himself more time with these people and this setting. PLOT SUMMARY:Briefly, since this is a short story…A family of flag-flaunting United Staters acquire an historic English mansion from the thoroughly prim, thoroughly British Lord Canterville. Throw in a murderous, aesthetically-minded ghost with a penchant for high drama and theater, and you have a classic, joy-inducing tale of clashing cultures, progress vs. tradition, and Wilde’s self-mockery of his own philosophy of decadent aestheticism. And….as an added bonus that few beyond Wilde could have accomplished in this setting, you also have subtler themes of a deeper nature running through the narrative, such as penance, forgiveness, and redemption. THOUGHTS:I am a Wilde enthusiast, though my knowledge of his work is limited to this piece and The Picture of Dorian Gray, both of which I have loved. His prose speaks to me and I find his comedic orientation and verbal bitchiness to be hand in glove with my own sense of humor. His timing and delivery make me smile, whether he's commenting on his countrymen as having "really everything in common with America nowadays except, of course, language” to the reciting the casual arrogance of Mr. Otis’s response when Lord Canterville tries to dissuade him from acquiring the haunted estate: \ I will take the furniture and the ghost at a valuation. I have come from a modern country, where we have everything that money can buy; and with all our spry young fellows painting the Old World red, and carrying off your best actors and prima-donnas, I reckon that if there were such a thing as a ghost in Europe, we'd have it at home in a very short time in one of our public museums, or on the road as a show.\ Wilde’s humor is like a hammer wrapped in silk-covered down. It floats gracefully into your ear and then sucker punches you with its meaning. Here, Wilde even aims his high powered criticism at himself, as the ghost, Sir Simon, is a thinly veiled reflection of the author. Initially, we see Sir Simon, this artisitc spook with flair and panache, as a victim of the boorish Yankees who have invaded his haunt, and who are totally unmoved by any of his scare tactics. They apply stain remover to the recurring blood stains, oil his chains to avoid excessively rattling, and medicate his evil laugh after mistaking it for coughing. For them, he is simply a problem to solve. It seems our artist can't get a break, and Wilde has us sympathizing with the frustrated spectre. But Wilde slowly starts to show us that the ghost is far from innocent. We learn of his previous murders and his complete amorailty and self-centeredness. Wilde slowly closes the trap and we begin to see the truth behind the ghost's genteel facade. One line, in particular, that struck me was when he casually admitted to killed his wife because she "was very plain, never had my ruffs properly starched, and knew nothing about cookery.” It’s almost a throwaway line, but it really drove home for me the character of Sir Simon.Now don’t go thinking based on the above that this is really a serious tale. The humor is steady throughout and I was pretty much smiling from beginning to end reading Wilde's on target wit. \ ‘What a monstrous climate!’ said the American Minister, calmly, as he lit a long cheroot. ‘I guess the old country is so overpopulated that they have not enough decent weather for everybody.’\ It’s just that Wilde adds enough little splashes of depth, of emotion, to make the entire story more resonant and, ultimately, more enjoyable.\ ‘Yes, death. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.’\ You can't ask for better than that. I want to make one final comment about Wilde’s skill as it relates to his creative use of the setting. As you read the description of Canterville Chase, you see a litany of characteristics that paint it as the quintessential gothic mansion. Stone gargoyles, secret passageways, paintings of the previous Canterville residents, and even the stereotypical suit of armor as décor-enhancer. Throw in some dark wood and stained glass windows and you have a haunted house cliché that should be gloomy and positively oozing dread.But is it? Of course not…Wilde simply uses this benckmark so he can quickly and effectively turn it on its head. So…I loved this and I thought how Wilde took what started as a satire on the uncouthness of Americans and the stale traditionalism of the English, and turned it into something uplifting by marrying the best attributes of both was inspired. I just wish it had been longer and the story had had a little more time to breathe. I can’t wait to read more of his work. 4.5 stars. HIGHEST POSSIBLE RECOMMENDATION.