Product Description

What does your soul sound like? Mark, a has-been pop star at 40, converts his mother's attic into a recording studio to find out. Dean, who has AIDS, moves to his native Puerto Rico with his partner to enjoy his last few months of life, only to find himself battling a scheming, homophobic real estate agent who is ultimately trapped by her own wicked plans.

With a playful intelligence, Alvarez shows that the real monsters in these stories are the prejudices that keep us silent and invisible. Here, the living visit the dead, lovers and friends endure catastrophic first dates and heartbreaking good-byes, and the lucky ones, sometimes, find true love.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #126291 in Books
• Published on: 2001-08-01
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 208 pages

Amazon.com Review
A sly, brainy, delicately shaded novel masquerading as a postmodern short story collection, Aldo Alvarez's debut is like an offbeat dinner guest who ends up as the life of the party. Most of these 16 stories offer a fragment in an ongoing (though out-of-sequence) tale of the love relationship of Mark, a brooding, slightly homophobic music producer, and Dean, an antiques appraiser, who tests the tolerance of his new love interests by making a queeny display of himself on first dates. One of the most poignant of these stories, "Quintessence," takes place before Dean meets Mark, and is about his failed attempt to find love with a simple, well-meaning, ordinary Joe, who has shown Dean his horrible "art" of doll toilet-paper covers, "breathtakingly ugly in design and execution." Refusing to take the easy way out of this heartbreaking scenario, Alvarez's sympathies remain evenly divided. Even when Dean hates himself, his author doesn't. With malice toward none, and humor for all, Alvarez builds a network of complicated but very real connections, in a voice that is spare and surprising. --Regina Marler

From Publishers Weekly
Playful, wry and tinged with melancholy, this promising debut collection of 16 short stories nimbly sidesteps the tropes of gay fiction. Though Alvarez's prose is uneven, slipping back and forth from cunningly styled to stilted, his themes and characterizations are intelligent and sophisticated. Most of the stories are linked, chronicling the ups and downs of Mark and Dean, a couple with a long history. Set up by friends, they suffer through a disastrous blind date, then meet again two years later at their friends' wedding, in "Public Displays of Affection." Their courtship is detailed in the prose-poem "Ephemera" ("I like this very much./When exactly do you know you're in love?/Me too.") When Dean discovers he is HIV positive, he leaves Mark without explaining why, and is confronted by a straight colleague of Mark's in the touching "Other People's Complications." Mark, a former pop star and a successful record producer, heads to his mother's house in "Heat Rises," holing up in the attic for months with a stash of recording equipment, emerging with a piece of music that he claims replicates the sound of his soul. Mark and Dean are eventually reunited, and one of the funniest stories in the book ("Property Values") takes place in Puerto Rico, where they move so Dean can spend his last years where he grew up. Told from the point of view of a real estate broker who is horrified to find that her clients are gay, it ends with her hilarious comeuppance. Unrelated stories tend to be more experimental. In "Rog and Venus Become an Item," the adult protagonist is still attached to his placenta, which he carries around in a briefcase; "A Small Indulgence" is set in a curiously bland heaven. These are thoughtful, ambitious tales, cleverly imagined if not always flawlessly executed.

Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information, Inc.

From Library Journal
Reading these loosely connected short narratives is like reading the metaphysical poets in fictional form. Alvarez renders complex emotions in the oddest concrete objects and incidents, finding unambiguous desire, for instance, in the smell of scrambled eggs and gun oil. Set mostly in gay experience, these fresh, artfully crafted tales touch on recognizable themes—allure, anxiety, redemption, prejudice, and loss—that shiver to life under the author's masterly touch. Alvarez gives body to the flutters of human essence in spare prose, strung mainly around the characters of Mark and Dean. His monsters often succumb to angels in disguise, as when musician Mark's audiotape of his soul rouses his mother's beleaguered spirit, cutting into her reluctance to listen to what he needs to tell her about his life. Highly recommended for public and academic libraries, and gay literature collections. —Roger Durbin, Univ. of Akron, OH
Copyright 2001 Reed Business Information, Inc.

Customer Reviews

Mostly moving stories
Most of the "fictions" in this interesting collection seem to be fragments of a novel, a novel about the rocky romance of Mark and Dean, told out of chronological sequence and with differing narrators, including that of a homophobic social-climbing San Juan realtor who gets her comeuppance ("Property Values"). I particularly like "Quintessence" and "Other People's Complications"two stories about the impermeability of hearts (gay and straight, respectively.

There are several amusing tales not involving Mark and Dean ("Losing count", "Flatware"). Alas, there are also some failed experimental pieces: "A Small Indulgence", "Rog and Venus Become an Item", and, especially, "Death by bricolage." These are probably their progenitor's favorites, but the stories (in contrast to these "experimental fictions") in the book are well-crafted, insightful, often moving, and sometimes hilarious.

Much much more than meets the eye
Now and then books pop up that cause a stir in the naive reader - a stir that proves once again that good literature is as alive as an evolving medium as any of the arts. Visual arts are perhaps easier to categorize into schools or trends and such labelling often promotes more transient interest in works of questionable value than providing the mind expanding function of the new, the changed, the unique.

Literature is not so easily codified. While the evidence of our current increased reading habits becomes more evident, the usual best-seller hype too often submerges unique new voices. Such is the case with Aldo Alvarez. Though acknowledged in circles of informed writers and critics and readers of literary magazines, Alvarez seems to explode on the scene with INTERESTING MONSTERS like a breath of fresh literary air. Alvarez himself takes care to inform us of his position in the ReModernism school (and I'll let you read his precis about that without diluting the wit and bite!). This is not a book of short stories: this is a theme and variations on the myth and reality and ultimate viability of interpersonal relationships. Yes, the relationship explored is between two gay men, and in electing to fast forward, flash back, daudle, and pause for amusing roulades, Alvarez creates an atmosphere for self examination that is universal. The "interesting monsters" of the title appear to be the schisms in each of our personalities that surface and retreat at times with disatrous/amusing results. This little book is packed with humor, with tenderness, with sheer professorial excursions into the English language. Some readers may find it not well tied or a bit obtuse, but those "faults" are easily healed with subsequent reaings - once you understand the enormously invigorating new style passing before your eyes and seeping into your brain. A fine book by a fine writer - and observor!

The Death Of Expectations
I had heard about this book from friends of mine in San Francisco, where I live, and I couldn't wait to read it. I have to say that Mr. Alvarez can write, and he knows how to put words together. But he doesn't know how to write a story. I kept waiting for things to move together in a way that made for enjoyable reading, but all the time I kept thinking that Mr. Alvarez was writing for himself and not giving any thought to the reader. He lost me in his forced symbolism and his strained surrealism. I guess he's read too many Latin American novelists and he thinks that he's supposed to be mystical. I am sure he'll write a really wonderful short story collection someday, when he's thinking of his readers first. There are rules to writing stories. Mr. Alvarez should learn them. But, it was a good effort.