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The Invention of Morel New York Review Books Classics Adolfo Bioy Casares Ruth L C Simms Jorge Luis Borges Suzanne Jill Levine 9781590170571 Books

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The Invention of Morel New York Review Books Classics Adolfo Bioy Casares Ruth L C Simms Jorge Luis Borges Suzanne Jill Levine 9781590170571 Books

This short book won't take you long to finish. Comparisons I've seen to Kafka, H.G. Wells, Philip K. Dick (Do Androids Dream . . . in particular) are valid. A little science fiction, a little examination of the nature of existence, and apparently a little bit the author's fascination with Louise Brooks -- yep, that's her on the cover.

Since there are a number of interesting twists in the brief story, giving any away would be unfair, so let's say that even after you've figured it all (or mostly all) out, it's worth reading to the end, even if just to appreciate the book's influence on literature and movies of the second half of the twentieth century.

Should you buy your own copy? Even reading this little volume at a very leisurely pace probably won't take more than a couple hours, and many readers could finish it in one sitting. However, finding it in a library may be tricky, my local system only has it in the original Spanish. But the price is modest, and it won't take up much room on your shelf, so I'd say buy it if you can't beg or borrow.


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The Invention of Morel New York Review Books Classics Adolfo Bioy Casares Ruth L C Simms Jorge Luis Borges Suzanne Jill Levine 9781590170571 Books Reviews

I would have bought this for the introduction alone, I love Borges. But the story lived up to his assessment of his young friend.

An odd science-fiction setup that leaves you wondering about the nature of relationships and what we get from them.
I am not a fan of fantasy or science fiction, but occasionally I give the genres another try. My latest attempt was THE INVENTION OF MOREL. Jorge Luis Borges wrote, in the prologue to the novella, that to call it "perfect is neither an imprecision nor a hyperbole." Octavio Paz said that it "may be described, without exaggeration, as a perfect novel." Given such extravagant praise, how dare one not like it?

I often face the same question when considering modern art. Despite extravagant praise from critics, I don't particularly like much modern art. To me, some of it is bewildering; some of it is simply pretentious; and too much of it is just plain ugly. In reading THE INVENTION OF MOREL, I never really thought it "just plain ugly" (actually, it is imbued with a sort of plangent lyricism), and by the end of the novella I no longer was tempted to think of it as pretentious. But I was left with a rather large measure of bewilderment, and I don't sense (as with Kafka, for instance) that going back and trying to unravel and then decipher and understand the tale will be worth the effort.

The nameless first-person narrator, escaping from the imposition of a criminal sentence, washes up on a deserted island where, curiously enough, there nonetheless is a "museum" with strange and intricate machinery, a chapel, and a swimming pool. After being there a while, a group of "tourists" suddenly appear on the island. The narrator becomes infatuated with one of the women, Faustine (who, judging from the cover of the book, looks a lot like silent movie star Louise Brooks), but, try as he might, he is unable to interact with Faustine. Nor, it turns out, is he able to interact with any of the other tourists, including their apparent leader, Morel. Eventually, the narrator realizes that the weekly activities of the tourists are being repeated, perhaps endlessly. It is all, he learns, because of an elaborate invention of Morel.

Among the themes raised by the novella are the quest for immortality, human loneliness and isolation, the tragic circumstances of love, and solipsism and the mind/body problem. Borges says, in his prologue, that Bioy Casares renews in literature a concept "expressed in memorable cadences" by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

I am willing to attribute it to personal idiosyncrasies, but I prefer Rossetti over Bioy Casares. But then, as said, I am not a fan of fantasy or science fiction.
What makes you decide to read a book? It does not matter that the book was inspired by Louise Brooks but that could be intriguing enough for a start. It is encouraging when someone like Borges- the fantasist - recommends it. Comparisons to Philip K.Dick or Chesterton are handy, perhaps, as a hint. You may wonder how all of these very different references fit in this slim book. But finally, when you do read it, all those references have to fall away (but perhaps not too far away) and the book must stand on its own. Bioy Casares has created a surprising little marvel.

Our hero is escaping the police for an unnamed capital crime, and finds himself on an island (a map is provided) decorated with three pristine buildings on the hill, but otherwise a barely hospitable place of vicious high tides, mosquitoes, swamps, reeds and misery. As you work through this environment, Borges does come to mind, as it seems fantastic, with the imagery that seems a signature of South America genius. You'll find yourself trying to determine whether what he describes is real or his own imaginings. After exploring every cranny of the buildings --and the descriptions remind me of art deco drawings, clean, clear, balanced but at the same time ornate-- he finds one day that the island is suddenly inhabited. Not wanting to be discovered, he skulks around the visitors, drawn especially to the pensive and lovely Faustine and the book slips from Borges to a period mystery, a la Chesterton. His understanding of the situation increases and it becomes more like a science fiction invention (the reference to Philip K Dick)... but still there is more, and when you realize there IS more, it becomes Casares' own novel, and stands on its own.

It becomes a meditation on the nature of reality and our inability to separate the appearance from the nature of what is observed, the thin border between our own projections and fact, and even our willingness to consciously live in delusion. Does our hero become insane or is the answer to the mystery the whole answer, and his solution rational?

This is a very short book, with twice the atmosphere. It is intriguing even while it feels like it is of its own time (1925 or so). When you finish it (in a day perhaps) you may want to read it again to take the time to notice how Casares has molded so many elements into a coherent story, building dread, curiosity and solutions incredibly cleverly. This is definitely worth your time if you like a book that is bigger than itself.
Borges and Cortazar apparently praised this book and that's pretty impressive.They apparently saw more in it than I did. It is allegedly a basis of Last Year In Marienbad but then I remembered, I hated that movie. It's great virtue is that it is short.I'd give it two stars but the novel has a decent style to it and it is short.Nice picture of Louise Brooks on the cover.
This short book won't take you long to finish. Comparisons I've seen to Kafka, H.G. Wells, Philip K. Dick (Do Androids Dream . . . in particular) are valid. A little science fiction, a little examination of the nature of existence, and apparently a little bit the author's fascination with Louise Brooks -- yep, that's her on the cover.

Since there are a number of interesting twists in the brief story, giving any away would be unfair, so let's say that even after you've figured it all (or mostly all) out, it's worth reading to the end, even if just to appreciate the book's influence on literature and movies of the second half of the twentieth century.

Should you buy your own copy? Even reading this little volume at a very leisurely pace probably won't take more than a couple hours, and many readers could finish it in one sitting. However, finding it in a library may be tricky, my local system only has it in the original Spanish. But the price is modest, and it won't take up much room on your shelf, so I'd say buy it if you can't beg or borrow.