A history lesson I already knew! I demand a refund. >:( (Say nothing about this being free, please.)
Interestingly we studied this in one of my Spanish classes because we read this book that was this long convoluted novel that... well, here let me summarize.
Part 1: Catholic church prosecutes small protestant group during the Spanish inquisition. They all die. Priest feels extreme guilt, especially since his step-mother and half-sister are two of the protestants killed. Writes a memoir.
Part 2: Evul nahzee man finds memoir and completely misconstrues it because he has some sort of obsession with his bloodline and he now owns the mountain on which the believers had been killed. It's... complicated. TL;DR: Man is crazy. He also abuses his son. He hires a history professor to analyze the memoir and translate and he jumps on the opportunity because it's this 400 year old book and who wouldn't jump on that? Except it's the prelude to WWII and he lives in Paris. And his wife is Jewish. And in her infinite wisdom she stormed off to Germany because her relatives suddenly stopped responding to her. She's never heard of again. Meanwhile, he sends his 14-year-old son off alone to a Jewish group in Palestine to protect him... shit happens. It's not pretty. Eternal guilt haunts professor for the rest of his life.
And crazy man raises a crazy son.
OH! And there's this priest who starts tutoring under the professor and meets said crazy people with him. He's the one sane person in the entire novel, I swear.
Part 3: Crazy son of crazy man gets involved in terrorism. People seeking revenge take the outlet. People get blown up. And that sane priest from Part II is still alive and kicking and putting an end to all this bullshit by using the memoir written and misconstrued by that priest in the Spanish Inquisition.
... Actually was pretty good. And this is an entirely random rant, isn't it? I don't know if the book's been translated into English, however. I read it in Spanish. All 800+ pages.
OH HEY. India totally didn't appreciate being the new addition to Portugal's and England's love affair. But it had its benefits. Really good sex.
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Date: 2010-04-29 11:25 pm (UTC)A history lesson I already knew! I demand a refund. >:( (Say nothing about this being free, please.)
Interestingly we studied this in one of my Spanish classes because we read this book that was this long convoluted novel that... well, here let me summarize.
Part 1:
Catholic church prosecutes small protestant group during the Spanish inquisition. They all die. Priest feels extreme guilt, especially since his step-mother and half-sister are two of the protestants killed. Writes a memoir.
Part 2:
Evul nahzee man finds memoir and completely misconstrues it because he has some sort of obsession with his bloodline and he now owns the mountain on which the believers had been killed. It's... complicated. TL;DR: Man is crazy. He also abuses his son.
He hires a history professor to analyze the memoir and translate and he jumps on the opportunity because it's this 400 year old book and who wouldn't jump on that? Except it's the prelude to WWII and he lives in Paris. And his wife is Jewish. And in her infinite wisdom she stormed off to Germany because her relatives suddenly stopped responding to her. She's never heard of again. Meanwhile, he sends his 14-year-old son off alone to a Jewish group in Palestine to protect him... shit happens. It's not pretty. Eternal guilt haunts professor for the rest of his life.
And crazy man raises a crazy son.
OH! And there's this priest who starts tutoring under the professor and meets said crazy people with him. He's the one sane person in the entire novel, I swear.
Part 3:
Crazy son of crazy man gets involved in terrorism. People seeking revenge take the outlet. People get blown up. And that sane priest from Part II is still alive and kicking and putting an end to all this bullshit by using the memoir written and misconstrued by that priest in the Spanish Inquisition.
... Actually was pretty good. And this is an entirely random rant, isn't it? I don't know if the book's been translated into English, however. I read it in Spanish. All 800+ pages.
OH HEY. India totally didn't appreciate being the new addition to Portugal's and England's love affair. But it had its benefits. Really good sex.