Redheaded Reviews: One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

This book is a great example of magical realism. Magical realism according to Matthew Strecher is "what happens when a highly detailed, realistic setting is invaded by something to strange to believe."* This is a very odd book and to be honest, not in a good way. It opens with Jose Arcadio Buendia marrying his cousin Ursula. The families had a habit of intermarrying and they begged the couple not to marry but they did anyway. Ursula refused to have sex with Jose Arcadia Buendia and wore a chastity belt. Word got around that she was still a virgin and that he was impotent. Ursula told him to ignore the rumors, but one night after his prize-winning cock beat Prudencio Aguilar's cock, Prudencio made the comment that maybe Jose's cock could please Ursula. Jose challenged him and went and got his spear and sent it flying into his throat and killed him. Then he was haunted everywhere by his ghost.

To avoid his ghost Jose Arcadio Buendia and a group of people set out to find a new place to live. For a little over two years, they searched for the sea but didn't find it. They settled on some land next to a small river and a swamp and he called it Mocando. Everyone got the same amount of land for a plot. And no one died. When the gypsies would visit one of them, Melquiades would sell him things like a telescope or an alchemy set that he would lose himself in and avoid his family. By now he had two sons, Jose Arcadio who was huge and would run off with the gypsies, but not before siring a son, Arcadio with the card reader Pilar Ternera and Aureliano who had the sight and also sired a son off of Pilar called Aureliano Jose. He also had a daughter named Amaranta who had a bizarre love life.

Aureliano started off making silver objects especially these silver fishes. He married Remedios Moscote, a child, who died while pregnant with twins. Aureliano would become a Colonel in the rebel army in the first Columbian civil war in 1860 which technically lasted two years, but he continued to fight. He would also fight up and down the coast of Central America and Cuba. In 1885 the fighting would begin again until he forced them to a peaceful resolution that was fair for the people. He fathered seventeen sons named Aureliano by seventeen women during this time, mostly women whose faces he never saw in the night. They would all die before reaching the age of thirty-five. He escaped many attempts on his life and even a firing squad.

Rebecca would arrive from nowhere a young woman who was a relative of Ursula and Jose Arcadia Buendia. When Ursula has a pianola brought to the house by an Italian Pietro Crespi who is a music teacher both Rebecca and Amaranta fall in love with him. Rebecca takes to eating earth and paint chips she is so obsessed with her love of him. She devises a way of sending and receiving letters from him and Ursula finds out. She and Jose decide that Rebecca can marry him, but then Remedios dies and the wedding is postponed due to the mourning period. Amaranta vows to prevent the two from marrying. and one thing and then another happens and it begins to look as though they will never marry as the years pass. Then Jose Arcadia returns from traveling the world and Rebecca is quite taken with him and they run off and get married. Now Amaranta has the chance to marry Pietro Crespi but she chooses not to. She also has the opportunity to marry a Colonel Gerineldo Marquez but she chooses not to marry him either.

During this time period, Melquiades the gypsy who had disappeared and was believed dead appears in the town and moves in with Jose and Ursula. For a while, he and Jose work on projects together but then Meliquides goes downhill and spends all his time in his room or in Aurlilano's silversmith room muttering to himself or writing stuff down on paper. The only one who pays any attention to him is Aureliano Jose who no one in the house seems to notice and grows up to be a harsh, unfeeling man.

The next generation consisting of the children of Jose Arcadio (whose mother is Pilar) is Remedios the Beauty who is dimwitted, and twins Aureliano Segundo who acts more like a wild Jose Arcadio, and Jose Arcadio Segundo who acts more like a solitary Aureliano with magical abilities. Ursula believes the twins changed places as kids and never changed back. The same can be said of future generations, which is what I think is the point Garcia is trying to make. That we can't escape the fate of the history of our family history. This was a very dense book to read. I really plodded my way through it. The leaps of fancy you have to make with magical realism are hard to swallow but I managed to go along with it pretty okay. I did get sick of each generation being the same as the one before, though I know that was something he was doing with a purpose. I will say this, I never once got anyone confused with anyone else, which takes some talent to pull off considering how many people are named the same thing, but people in my book club did not have my luck with this and often did get confused. The book has long flowing descriptive sentences that almost never end making this a difficult read. It's just too much. I give this book a three out of five stars.

*Matthew C. Strecher, Magical Realism and the Search for Identity in the Fiction of Murakami Haruki, Journal of Japanese Studies, Volume 25, Number 2 (Summer 1999), pp. 263-298, at 267.

Quotes

As soon as they took the body out, Rebecca closed the doors of her house an buried herself alive, covered with a thick crust of disdain that no earthly temptation was ever able to break.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 137)

The best friend a person has is one who has just died.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 169)

At first curiosity increased the clientele on the forbidden street and there was even word of respectable ladies who disguised themselves as workers in order to observe the novelty of the phonograph from first hand, but from so much and such close observation they soon reached the conclusion that it was not an enchanted mill as everyone had thought and as matrons has said, but a mechanical trick that could not be compared with something so moving, so human and so full of everyday truth as a band of musicians.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 225-6)

Tell him that a person doesn’t di when he should but when he can.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 243)

Poverty was the servitude of love.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 339)

The world must be all fucked up when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 400)

That they forget everything he had taught them about the world and the human heart, that they shit on Horace, and that wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was ephemeral truth in the end.

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude p 401-2)