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Luis Sepúlveda, "diario de un killer sentimental"

Diario de un killer sentimental: en esta novela corta, un asesino a sueldo rompe todas las reglas de su profesión al enamorarse perdidamete, y de paso lleva al lector desde ParÍs hasta Madrid y desde Estambúl hasta México en busca de su próxima vÍctima -un objetivo bastante escurridizo-.

De la misma manera en "yacaré" un detective privado que labora para una companÍa de seguros en Zurich decide pasarse por la faja sus propios lÍmites y siguiendo su olfato de viejo ex-policia introduce a los lectores en cual su cosmogonÍa gira en torno a los "yacaré" pequenos pero valiosos caimánes.

La verdad que me divertÍ bastante con estas dos novelas cortas de Luis Sepúlveda, en las que el autor explora el genero policiaco que siempre le ha gustado.




"Diario de un Killer sentimental". In this short novel, a hitman breaking the rules of his profession as he falls in love, takes us from Paris to Madrid and from Istambul to Mexico searching for his next victim - a very elusive target-.

Likewise in "Yacaré" a private detective from an insurance company based in Zurich deliberately ignores his own boundaries and follows his sharp sight to solve cases, introducing readers into the unknown world of a misterious dwellers of the southern part of Brazil which its existance revolves around "yacarés", small and priceless crocodiles.

With "diario de un kller sentimental" and "yacare" Luis Sepulveda explores thoroughly the universe of detective stories.

I had a great fun while reading this short stories, they are highly recomended. I am not quite sure whether there exist any copy in english language.


Tusquets Editores.
Colección Andanzas.
Junio 1998.
Barcelona Espana.
volan



Comments

Libros y Literatura said…
Hola Volan,

Seguiré la recomendación e intentaré buscar los libros de Sepúlveda.

Por cierto, que alegria encontrar otro seguidor de Bukowski!!!

Saludos.
3:43 PM
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