Description:
The award-winning newest novel by Spain's premier writer--a metafictional meditation on the limits and possibilities of literature
The narrator of Montevideo is an itinerant writer and erstwhile drug pusher in the throes of a personal and literary transformation. Increasingly disillusioned with life in Paris and hoping for an artistic breakthrough, he ventures out in search of a "new style." His quest takes him to Barcelona and then to a hotel in Montevideo, Uruguay, called the Cervantes, where seemingly both Julio Cortázar and Adolfo Bioy Casares found inspiration. Montevideo, however, is not the final stop: Bogotá, Reykjavík, New York, and St. Gallen in Switzerland are ahead on the narrator's journey. But to what?
Review Quotes: "Enrique Vila-Matas, famous for his erudite metafiction, has further solidified his giant status with Montevideo."--Jason Gordy Walker, Asymptote
"A dazzling, intriguing novel . . . translated, with verve and resourcefulness, by Sophie Hughes and Annie McDermott."--Michael Kerrigan, Times Literary Supplement "Quite good fun. . . . Montevideo is a novel of place(s) and of writing, and imagination inspired by and spinning wildly off the real."--Complete Review "Montevideo is a beautiful, infinite novel of self-examination where, as usual with Enrique Vila-Matas, everything is real and nothing is true."--Adam Thirlwell, author of The Future Future Praise for Enrique Vila-Matas: "Arguably Spain's most significant contemporary literary figure."--New Yorker "A writer who has no equal in the contemporary landscape of the Spanish novel."--Roberto Bolaño "Enrique Vila-Matas has pioneered one of contemporary literature's most interesting responses to the great Modernist writers."--Paris Review "Enrique Vila-Matas is playful and funny and among the best Spanish novelists."--Colm Tóibín "Vila-Matas's wildly original novels are all investigations of whether or not originality in fiction is still possible; every nook and cranny of literary history is explored and interrogated, the margin of every great novel frantically scribbled in."--Dublin Review of Books