Monray LIE-Jo- Editorial Rollan. Selene Collection-# 85.
I will dare to make a review of this novel because I think it is worth it, thanking the way to a writer friend, Simon Joaquín Martínez, author of 1957 and 1958, which has been detached from it to give it to me.
years ago, the market was flooded with tiny novels, novels-called pocket, much smaller than the pocket now. Of those that measured about 15 centimeters long by 10 wide and only had (mostly) 125 pages. Of which almost fit in your wallet.
Yes, I speak of the time that in the kiosks were Marcial Lafuente Estefanía novels, Keith Luger, Carlos de Santander, Lou Carrigan, Corin Tellado, Marisa Villardefrancos (which I have several reviews on my blog) or even Silver Kane. The latter is neither more nor less than the Fernández Lesdesma author, a writer who has won several awards with the thriller and that is what has given life to Méndez, a police post-war Barcelona, \u200b\u200ba charismatic, intelligent, acid and charming. His novels, which I recommend, is a real luxury.
I have not been able to find anything related to the author of The Lie, Jo Monray, but his novel, which logically I I read in a blink of an eye, it seemed great.
Why? You may ask.
Because I found it almost unbelievable that one hundred and twenty-five pages so tiny it can condense a story so completely.
More than one may think that little can be describe in so few lines. Nine chapters that look like toys. Nothing could be further from reality.
Lie tells the story of Frank, married to Deborah, daughter of a wealthy Boston Industrial. Have married for love, but he goes to the United States waged war with the Japanese. And come back, although more than one expected to die far from home. Back as a war hero who spoke the day. It has everything: a beautiful woman who loves him passionately, a great job in earning enough money, and fame of a brave man. However, in the midst of a party at which they begin to entertain, he throws it all away. Confronts his father and all his friends saying that he is not a hero, the real hero was a soldier in his company who gave his life for his, and that for more data, was black.
In the Boston society of that time, Frank's argument is little more than put a gun to your head and shoot. The Americans were not willing to hear from one of their own that wars are simply a waste, that the soldiers will hear it after four long words corrupt politicians of patriotism and four magnates to those interested in making money from the race , words of encouragement. Much less, be charged that blacks could go and fight themselves but were unable to give them credit. And you do not hear that story if blacks were good for defending the motherland while the sons of tycoons stayed at home, safely, to spend the money earned from the conflagration.
For all this is what Frank launched the celebration and before less than a page and a half.
Of course, the protagonist becomes an outcast among his own. But Deborah wants to regain the love of her husband who has returned from the front become a stranger. Even asked to sleep in separate rooms. The more you try to approach him, Frank is shown farther. Asked to rectify, to apologize, but he absolutely refuses. Then one afternoon talking and accuses him of having lost the son they are expected after a night out in which, he says, he has been unfaithful with one of his friends, Alan, while in the war. Deborah
silent because speaking, would Alan endangered, and not tell what really happened that night. However, since they are already at the time of the confiding, Frank says he has a son with another woman, although not known at the express wish of the mother. It does little good to confess that the night he was with the other was not himself, he was devastated by a bloody battle that killed many of his men, that desperation took hold of him.
Nevertheless, he still loves Deborah. So much so that when her father puts the dilemma of returning to her parents with all the comforts and stay and live with her husband and die of hunger because he himself will see to it that no one work, choosing to stay Frank. At that time, our hero reveals himself and tells his father everything he thinks of him, threatening to go to work in the company of Sam Franklin, a black man who has managed to prosper.
The secondary characters are beautifully described and should be mentioned.
Deborah's father, a tough guy who only cares about business and money, but in the end, when an attack leads to death, talk to your child and asks you to convince your husband to return to the company, which is the only one who can handle it when he is missing and that is the only man who has had the courage to throw in the face four truths. In the background admiring to his son.
the protagonist's brother, unable to run the company without the help of Frank, and recognize it.
Alan, who has been linked to a woman of gay life which is murdered in her apartment, which is why escapes, meets Deborah and she serves as an alibi to the police arrest the murderer. Nervous as you have an accident in which Deborah lost the unborn baby. That is the secret that she wants to tell Frank when accused of infidelity. Alan does everything for her divorce from Frank but then, seeing that really loves him, decides to talk to him and tell him the truth.
Barbara, a successful painter, always in love with Frank. She also waives the love of his life to understand that the protagonist loves only his wife and is involved in a matter of great importance to fix the coexistence of both.
Scarlett, a woman with Japanese blood is the child who has been with Frank. He has never left him fearing that he asked for custody of the child. His relationship with Frank is a one night and although he fell in love, it does not hurt. He has also met another man and plans to marry. His greatest wish is that Frank can live without ties with his wife and wrote a letter stating that the child is not hers.
When that letter is delivered to them by Barbara, the only person who knows the full truth about Scarlett, Frank and Deborah have decided that whatever happens stay together because they love.
As you can see, are characters of character, with an inner life fraught with problems and doubts. Beings who fall in love, delivered, battling their own fears and demons and ultimately sacrificed.
I dread to think the novel could have gone with this story and these characters if the book had occupied 300 pages. For if in such a short space the author has been able to show us all your story, three hundred could have enjoyed a much more beautiful.
This little gem is a paean to equality of races and beliefs, independence and love between human beings, in addition to a direct criticism of the stupidity of war.
So for all this, I want to drink these old writers' novels rose "as it was called pejoratively. They made our mothers dream and who now have the luck to find one of those jewels, "becoming the battering ram that opened the way to current publications.
For them, my gratitude.
* Note: Curiously, on the back cover of the novel there is an announcement of Gymnastics International Institute, a gentleman "handle" looking muscles. Is it to make a nod to the ladies and to send the husband to get in shape?
I will dare to make a review of this novel because I think it is worth it, thanking the way to a writer friend, Simon Joaquín Martínez, author of 1957 and 1958, which has been detached from it to give it to me.
years ago, the market was flooded with tiny novels, novels-called pocket, much smaller than the pocket now. Of those that measured about 15 centimeters long by 10 wide and only had (mostly) 125 pages. Of which almost fit in your wallet.
Yes, I speak of the time that in the kiosks were Marcial Lafuente Estefanía novels, Keith Luger, Carlos de Santander, Lou Carrigan, Corin Tellado, Marisa Villardefrancos (which I have several reviews on my blog) or even Silver Kane. The latter is neither more nor less than the Fernández Lesdesma author, a writer who has won several awards with the thriller and that is what has given life to Méndez, a police post-war Barcelona, \u200b\u200ba charismatic, intelligent, acid and charming. His novels, which I recommend, is a real luxury.
I have not been able to find anything related to the author of The Lie, Jo Monray, but his novel, which logically I I read in a blink of an eye, it seemed great.
Why? You may ask.
Because I found it almost unbelievable that one hundred and twenty-five pages so tiny it can condense a story so completely.
More than one may think that little can be describe in so few lines. Nine chapters that look like toys. Nothing could be further from reality.
Lie tells the story of Frank, married to Deborah, daughter of a wealthy Boston Industrial. Have married for love, but he goes to the United States waged war with the Japanese. And come back, although more than one expected to die far from home. Back as a war hero who spoke the day. It has everything: a beautiful woman who loves him passionately, a great job in earning enough money, and fame of a brave man. However, in the midst of a party at which they begin to entertain, he throws it all away. Confronts his father and all his friends saying that he is not a hero, the real hero was a soldier in his company who gave his life for his, and that for more data, was black.
In the Boston society of that time, Frank's argument is little more than put a gun to your head and shoot. The Americans were not willing to hear from one of their own that wars are simply a waste, that the soldiers will hear it after four long words corrupt politicians of patriotism and four magnates to those interested in making money from the race , words of encouragement. Much less, be charged that blacks could go and fight themselves but were unable to give them credit. And you do not hear that story if blacks were good for defending the motherland while the sons of tycoons stayed at home, safely, to spend the money earned from the conflagration.
For all this is what Frank launched the celebration and before less than a page and a half.
Of course, the protagonist becomes an outcast among his own. But Deborah wants to regain the love of her husband who has returned from the front become a stranger. Even asked to sleep in separate rooms. The more you try to approach him, Frank is shown farther. Asked to rectify, to apologize, but he absolutely refuses. Then one afternoon talking and accuses him of having lost the son they are expected after a night out in which, he says, he has been unfaithful with one of his friends, Alan, while in the war. Deborah
silent because speaking, would Alan endangered, and not tell what really happened that night. However, since they are already at the time of the confiding, Frank says he has a son with another woman, although not known at the express wish of the mother. It does little good to confess that the night he was with the other was not himself, he was devastated by a bloody battle that killed many of his men, that desperation took hold of him.
Nevertheless, he still loves Deborah. So much so that when her father puts the dilemma of returning to her parents with all the comforts and stay and live with her husband and die of hunger because he himself will see to it that no one work, choosing to stay Frank. At that time, our hero reveals himself and tells his father everything he thinks of him, threatening to go to work in the company of Sam Franklin, a black man who has managed to prosper.
The secondary characters are beautifully described and should be mentioned.
Deborah's father, a tough guy who only cares about business and money, but in the end, when an attack leads to death, talk to your child and asks you to convince your husband to return to the company, which is the only one who can handle it when he is missing and that is the only man who has had the courage to throw in the face four truths. In the background admiring to his son.
the protagonist's brother, unable to run the company without the help of Frank, and recognize it.
Alan, who has been linked to a woman of gay life which is murdered in her apartment, which is why escapes, meets Deborah and she serves as an alibi to the police arrest the murderer. Nervous as you have an accident in which Deborah lost the unborn baby. That is the secret that she wants to tell Frank when accused of infidelity. Alan does everything for her divorce from Frank but then, seeing that really loves him, decides to talk to him and tell him the truth.
Barbara, a successful painter, always in love with Frank. She also waives the love of his life to understand that the protagonist loves only his wife and is involved in a matter of great importance to fix the coexistence of both.
Scarlett, a woman with Japanese blood is the child who has been with Frank. He has never left him fearing that he asked for custody of the child. His relationship with Frank is a one night and although he fell in love, it does not hurt. He has also met another man and plans to marry. His greatest wish is that Frank can live without ties with his wife and wrote a letter stating that the child is not hers.
When that letter is delivered to them by Barbara, the only person who knows the full truth about Scarlett, Frank and Deborah have decided that whatever happens stay together because they love.
As you can see, are characters of character, with an inner life fraught with problems and doubts. Beings who fall in love, delivered, battling their own fears and demons and ultimately sacrificed.
I dread to think the novel could have gone with this story and these characters if the book had occupied 300 pages. For if in such a short space the author has been able to show us all your story, three hundred could have enjoyed a much more beautiful.
This little gem is a paean to equality of races and beliefs, independence and love between human beings, in addition to a direct criticism of the stupidity of war.
So for all this, I want to drink these old writers' novels rose "as it was called pejoratively. They made our mothers dream and who now have the luck to find one of those jewels, "becoming the battering ram that opened the way to current publications.
For them, my gratitude.
* Note: Curiously, on the back cover of the novel there is an announcement of Gymnastics International Institute, a gentleman "handle" looking muscles. Is it to make a nod to the ladies and to send the husband to get in shape?
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