The Angel’s Game (2008) by Carlos Ruiz Zafón
Genre: Magic Realism.
DNA: Spain, Catalan, Barcelona.
Verdict: Immersive.
Tagline: All trip.
The obsessed writer seems to be writing his own life, and rewriting it. He is on a quest and the man he seeks is himself.
From humble beginnings his prose takes him into journalism, and then penny dreadfuls, and then THE BOOK. His prose is courted by a mysterious French publisher who does not seem to exist and yet the money he pays is real enough.
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This is the second instalment in Ruiz’s slow-motion sequence The Cemetery of Forgotten Books. The prose is so thick and luscious it has to be read with a knife and fork. I loved the description of the writer pounding out his prose on an old Underwood typewriter. But no, I don’t get the title either.