Monday, February 13, 2012

i prefer my thrillers to be odd and well as my boyfriends.

In the novel, The Prague Cemetery by Umberto Eco, we are introduced to the spy Simone Simonini through the pages of his diary. He decided to keep a diary, not for the present, but for the past. Searching for a traumatic event that took place. The story has multiple narrators, mainly Simonini and Abbe Dalla Piccola, who is ALSO Simonin. Two men, same body, do I even need to continue?

After reading, calling The Prague Cemetery a novel is not exactly right. There is actually not much fiction included. The narrator of this story, Captain Simonini is the only character that Eco says is fictitious, all the rest are real historical people with a few minor exceptions. Most of the events recounted really did happen in the 19th century and the characters and their speech and actions are well documented. It was a history lesson within itself. It is extremely entertaining, and I found myself laughing out loud at the madness, even though most of the contents in this story were awful, evil, disgusting, etc. Hmm, strange.

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