It's confirmation of the talent of Gonçalo M. Tavares as one of the greatest writers of our time.
The book is an epic, not of a people but a single individual, Bloom, who decides to launch a trip to India in search of redemption, which he will not find in its internal space. It is an escape forward, which turns out to be complex literary exercise, as the author cleverly intersperses this journey more spiritual than physical with poetry, with the underlying idea of Lusiadas only in reverse. Everything happens to Bloom, in 1102 strophes and 10 chants. Like Camoes, Gonçalo M. Tavares, attacks, disgraces, shuffles and glorifies a hero, or anti-hero maybe? As always, I will once again be a killjoy and let the reader decide. It is not easy reading. It is innovative in many ways, has an inherent musicality that marks the beat of the action, like a baton, gives you the drama, the writer does not let us forget the reason that lead the main character to start this trip, almost unnatural or not. Read and reflect. Happy reading!
