A Neglected South American Masterpiece

> “I consider man a maker of noises,” the narrator declares. The omnipresent racket is obviously some kind of symbol, in the existential way: its significance may be that it has none.

Great piece, thanks for sharing. Although Bolano is quite different, I would raise his Savage Detectives as another contender for the "Great American Novel". Another book with individuals consumed by an inevitably futile quest that they pursue relentlessly.