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| One Hundred Years of Solitude | 
 enlarge | Author: Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Category: Book
List Price: £7.99
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Avg. Customer Rating:  6 reviews
Sales Rank: 4412
Media: Paperback
Pages: 432
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.6
Dimensions (in): 7.7 x 5 x 1.2
ISBN: 014103243X
EAN: 9780141032436
ASIN: 014103243X
Publication Date: August 2, 2007
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Condition: Some creases in spine but otherwise only a little wear. NOTE: 1998 EDITION. Different cover.
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 best book September 1, 2008
I read this book in about two days, I just couldn't put it down. I cared about the characters, when they were happy I was happy, when they were sad so was I. When I finished the book I spent half an hour looking at the cover, opened it again, started reading and decided I couldn't put myself through all the sad bits again.
A friend who's an English teacher loved it, she read it when she was supervising the mocks. She hated when one of the students needed her attention she didn't want to stop reading.
The only fault this book has is that when I finished it for about six months after any book I started seemed boring. This is my favorite book, I'm still looking for a book better than this but so far none have come close.
 I agree with bloodsimple.... April 16, 2008
1 out of 3 found this review helpful
I have really tried with this book, yes its surpose to be a masterpeice and was recently voted in the top 100 best literary fict books, but what is the story? Where's the plot??? I have never ever ever given up on a book,but this is a first. Love in the time of cholorea YES this one NO! Frankly I'm being generous giving it two stars.
Is there anybody out there? The search for realism March 24, 2008
1 out of 2 found this review helpful
I needed to find someone who didn't think this book was 'the best book in any language of the last fifty years', whose life was not saved by it, and who does not consider it a work of sheer genius, and thank heaven i found some (some of the other reveiwers here).
I'm still readin it, trying not to give up, but i feel like the events are being described to me by someone who is watching it while i sit there removed from the action. There are very few lines of actual dialogue and little sense of the moments the people go through despite some exquisite descriptions. I know, that should be a contradictory statement but there we are. Fantastic and imaginative are not the same as interesting or captivating and whilst it might turn out to be a book i smply cant help reading, so far i feel like i'm soldiering on.
Perhaps the people who think this is an imaginative work of genius have spent a lot of time with people with no imaginations, thus making this gentleman appear as the god they declare him to be.
probably would have enjoyed it more thus far without such bizzarly over the top praise.
One of the best books I have ever read! February 14, 2008
6 out of 7 found this review helpful
Marquez has a unique gift for storytelling. The opening line to One Hundred Years of Solitude "Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice" sets the tone, and launches you into a sprawling tale that spans a hundred years of the Buendia family, and the founding of the town of Macondo.
But this book is much more than an exercise in genealogy. It's a spectral exploration of human emotions, from the deepest depths of despair to the outermost reaches of happiness, all intertwined in the imagination of a literary genius.
Marquez is a legend in Columbia, and rightly so. His Nobel Prize for literature is just reward for one of the greatest authors of the 20th century. It's a pity the two previous reviewers didn't enjoy the book. They are in a very, very small minority.
 Four hundred pages of boredom November 30, 2007
5 out of 17 found this review helpful
This tedious read is a catalogue of forgettable anecdotes featuring flat and uninspiring characters, most of whom share a name. I felt no sympathy with any of them, and the only emotion I experienced when any one of them died was relief that at last the book might make some progress. Alas it did not. I find it remarkable and inexplicable that this book is so popular and well reviewed. I can only speculate that rave reviews were written by those who found its oneiric dreariness a remedy for insomnia.
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