30 de novembre a les 19 h a la Biblioteca Mestra Maria Antònia.
What this [Indian] fiction has been missing is a different kind of ambition, something just a little coarse, a hunger to swallow India whole and spit it out. It needed a touch of Saul Bellow’s Augie March brashness, Bombay rather than Chicago-born, and going at things in its own special Bombay way. Now, in Midnight’s Children, Salman Rushdie has realized that ambition.
The ‘midnight’s children’ of the title are the 1,001 children born in the first hour of Indian independence, Aug. 15, 1947. Two of these babies are born in the same Bombay nursing home on the very stroke of midnight: a boy born to wealth and a boy born to the streets. And, of course, a nursemaid switches babies: a street singer cuckolded by a departing Englishman is given the aristocratic Muslim infant and names him Shiva; a wealthy Kashmiri-descended family, the Aziz/Sinais, is given the ”cucumber-nosed” English-Hindu and names him Saleem. Shiva and Saleem (the narrator) are destined to be mortal enemies from the stroke of midnight.
Read the rest here.
- The Courter
- The Enchantress of Florence
- The Ground Beneath her Feet
- Haroun and the Sea of Stories
- The Moor’s Last Sight
- The Satanic Verses