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“He is by far the most exciting writer to come from South of the Rio Grande in a long time.” —Ilan Stavans, Los Angeles Times Set in the seaside town of Z, on the Costa Brava, north of Barcelona, The Skating Rink oscillates between two poles: a camp ground and a ruined mansion, the Palacio Benvingut. The story, told by three male narrators, revolves around a beautiful figure skating champion, Nuria Martí. When she is suddenly dropped from the Olympic team, a pompous but besotted civil servant secretly builds a skating rink in the ruined Palacio Benvingut, using public funds. But Nuria has affairs, provokes jealousy, and the skating rink becomes a crime scene. A mysterious pair of women, an ex-opera singer and a taciturn girl often armed with a knife, turn up as well.

A complex book, The Skating Rink’s short chapters are skillfully broken off with questions to maintain the narrative tension: Who was murdered? Who was the murderer? Will the murderer be caught? All of these questions are answered, and yet The Skating Rink is not fundamentally a crime novel, or not exclusively; it’s also about political corruption, sex, the experience of immigration, and frustrated passion. And it’s an atmospheric chronicle of one summer season in a seaside town, with its vacationers, its drifters, its businessmen, bureaucrats and social workers. .

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #73390 in Books
• Published on: 2009-08-28
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Hardcover
• 208 pages

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• ISBN13: 9780811217132
• Condition: NEW
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Review
A highly engaging novel of lyricism, menace and beauty. (James Yeh - The Faster Times )

Darkly funny, but also tender and complex in the tenor of classic Bolaño novels. (Savannah ("Savvy") Jones - SirReadaLot.org )

Lucid fury . . . is a pretty good description of Bolaño’s aesthetic. He is a novelist of voraciousness without sentiment, hardness to a fever pitch. (Todd Shy - San Francisco Chronicle )

One of the strangest mysteries...with its dark-summer heat that all but comes off the page. (Marilis Hornidge - The Lincoln County News )

Passion, mystery, seedy bars, and Bolaño''s Olympian irony are here, as always. (The Village Voice )

This short, exquisite novel is another unlikely masterpiece, as sui generis as all his books so far…Bolaño in The Skating Rink manages to honor genre conventions while simultaneously exploding them, creating a work of intense and unrealized longing. (Wyatt Mason - The New York Times Book Review )

When I read Bolaño, I think: everything is possible again....How he makes one laugh! The laughter of someone who just escaped being buried live, and suddenly remembers how badly she wants to live. (Nicole Krauss, author of The History of Love )

About the Author
Author of 2666 and many other acclaimed works, Roberto Bolaño (1953-2003) was born in Santiago, Chile, and later lived in Mexico, Paris, and Spain. He has been acclaimed “by far the most exciting writer to come from south of the Rio Grande in a long time” (Ilan Stavans, The Los Angeles Times),” and as “the real thing and the rarest” (Susan Sontag). Among his many prizes are the extremely prestigious Herralde de Novela Award and the Premio Rómulo Gallegos. He was widely considered to be the greatest Latin American writer of his generation. He wrote nine novels, two story collections, and five books of poetry, before dying in July 2003 at the age of 50.

Chris Andrews has won the TLS Valle Inclán Prize and the PEN Translation Prize for his Bolaño translations.

Customer Reviews

Very pleased.
I was worried about this novel for two reasons: I saw that this was written early in his career, and was afraid that he hadn't yet mastered his writing style. The other reason is that they'd already published so many of his novels, and I was worried they'd published all of his good ones first.
Luckily, I was not at all disappointed. While his writing style is certainly different (It's more straightforward, most notably because of the inclusion of a solid plot and lack of poetic ramblings) it's just as good. It was just as thrilling to read as his best novels, and in turn ranks as one of his best. While I didn't think it had quite the power of By Night in Chile, I think it was more powerful than Amulet and Distant Star. It also works well as a starting point for people who want to read Bolano.
It has all of the mystery, violence, politics and beauty we've come to expect in Bolano's writing, as well as many scenes that feel very personal.
If you've read and loved Bolano, you surely won't be disappointed by this novel. And if you haven't read him, this is on par with Last Evenings on Earth as an excellent starting place to get to know his dark beauty and black humor.
Also, in case you weren't sure, the official release date is August 28th, but you can order right now and get it.

The Skating Rink
"The Skating Rink" was my third encounter with Roberto Bolaño, after 2666: A Novel and The Savage Detectives, and I have to say that I found it to be different but equally as engaging. To begin with, the novel is substantially shorter than both "2666" and "The Savage Detectives" but still retains the mystery and wonder present in those novels. It is definitely more of what I would call a straight-forward mystery (in Bolaño terms that is) and has a clear and defined course that meanders significantly less. It is inconventional in that it is presented from three different points of view and is told in a past tense where each of the narrators are fully aware of the nature of the crime, the victim and the criminal at the beginning, but the reader still has to wait until the end to get any sort of resolution. I was also very intrigued that the novel was able to achieve a great blending of a mystery novel and a work of literary fiction. While I did not enjoy it as much as "2666" or "The Savage Detectives," "The Skating Rink" was a good read and shows a different side to Bolaño that I was unaware of.

Lawless Spanish Territories, Bolano's First
I will admit that I am not a reader of crime fiction or detective novels. They're intriguing, but it was just never my scene. Not to say The Skating Rink is that much of a detective novel in the first place. As suggested by Giles Harvey of the New York Review of Books (in an excellent piece in The National), the short novel leaves the reader with more questions than answers. But that's to be expected by now, right?

The story revolves around a mysterious Spanish seaside town Z (close to Y and just a drive away from Z, as it turns out). It is told through the eyes of three men - Remo Morán, an artist and business owner; Enric Rosquelles, a fat, wary and arrogant employee of the town's first socialist mayor Pilar; and Gaspar Heredia, a vagabond and poet who gets a job at a campground thanks to his old friend, Remo Morán - and culminates with, what else?, murder! That it is also a love story and one of the first pieces of prose from Bolaño (published in 1993 as La piesta de hielo) adds layers to an already fascinating character study and mystery.

Like anyone who had fallen (or been tricked) to love Roberto Bolaño over the years (I myself discovered him in translation, in 2006, three years after his death, reading By Night In Chile, Distant Star and Last Evenings on Earth back to back) will recognize the early contributions that he would perfect in his two masterpieces, The Savage Detectives and 2666. His mixture of the innane and mercurial and violent is mesmerizing. The way Z unfolds as Gaspar chased Caridad, his descriptions of the Palacio Benvingut ("labyrintine, chaotic, indecisive...") where the murder takes places, or his creation of the beautiful figure skater, Nuria Martí.

While others will talk about the plot, the motifs (the dense, rolling fog...), I was intrigued because I couldn't pinpoint Bolaño himself in the story. This may seem odd, but even without his doppleganger Arturo Belano (of Savage Detective fame), Roberto is always present in his often deeply personal stories based upon reflections on his own life. Most will compare Bolaño immediately to Heredia. Both came from Mexico to Spain and Bolaño spent years working the overnight shift at a campground. The case is also strong in Remo Morán's favor. Rosquelles, when musing about Remo's ex-wife, comments that she named their son some god awful Indian name (his name was Iñaki in the novel, but Bolaño's real son's name is Lautaro). Bolaño (just read 2666) also had a desire to be a detective, which he echoes through Moran:

"Sometimes in the mornings, when I'm having breakfast on my own, I think I would have loved to be a detective. I'm pretty observant, and I can reason deductively, and I'm a keen reader of crime fiction. If that's any use... which it isn't... Anyway, as Hans Henny Jahn, I think, once wrote: if you find a murder victim, better brace yourself, because the bodies will soon be coming thick and fast..."

Also, when thinking about the first time he'd seen a corpse, he responded:

"The first time was in Chile, in Concepción, the capital of the south. I was looking out the big window of the gymnasium where I was imprisoned along with about a hundred other people: it was a November night in 1973, the moon was full, and in the courtyard I saw a fat guy surrounded by a ring of police detectives...

We know, from Bolaño and his characters in multiple stories, that he was there in 1973 when Salvador Allende was overthrow by General Augusto Pinochet. Bolaño was among those arrested and escaped torture and a certain death when he met soldiers he'd gone to school with who helped him escape.

For Harvey:

"In any case, the real strength of the book isn't to be found in its plot. The problem with most mystery novels is that there aren't any mysteries in them, only secrets...Just as the novel is about to enter its final phase, and the shotguns brandished in the first act seem poised to go off, Morán knowingly echoes Borges's knowing remark about the detective story as a genre based on the fictitious notion that "a crime is solved by abstract reasoning and not by informants or by carelessness on the part of the criminals"

Bolaño seems to have split himself into multiple forms for The Skating Rink, which bristles with self-confidence and an honesty shrouded by the machinations of life. What Bolaño may have put of himself in the detestable, but intriguing Enric Rosquelles, will remain open for debate. That the novel continues to enhance his stature in the English speaking world is not. "The more you read him," writes Harvey one last time, "however, the more you come to savour the welts and infelicities, the gaping narrative holes and peculiar detours: you realise that Bolaño is turning you into a new kind of reader. Or, as Moran puts it on the opening page of The Skating Rink, describing his first encounter with Heredia, back in the distant Mexico City of their youth: `his voice seemed to be conjuring lawless territories, where anything was possible'."

And having read Monsieur Pain (to be released in January) and Between Parantheses (next year) in Spanish, anything is still possible.