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By Night in Chile: the Universe of Roberto Bolaño. Roberto Bolaño was a Chilean poet who turned to fiction writing at the end of his life. He fled Chile for. This page as PDF. By Night in Chile. Without Qualities. Roberto Bolano's By Night in Chile doesn't play by the rules of narration as it determines to play fair. Bolano's By Night in Chile. eNotes plot summaries cover all the significant action of By Night in Chile. Literature, Critical Edition). print Print; document PDF.
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Open Preview See a Problem? Details if other: Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Chris Andrews Translator. During the course of a single night, Father Sebastian Urrutia Lacroix, a Chilean priest, who is a member of Opus Dei, a literary critic and a mediocre poet, relives some of the crucial events of his life. He believes he is dying and in his feverish delirium various characters, both real and imaginary, appear to him as icy monsters.
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This question contains spoilers… view spoiler [? See 1 question about By Night in Chile…. Lists with This Book. Community Reviews. Showing Rating details. Sort order. Apr 21, s. Sordel, Sordello, which Sordello? Behind every curtain may wait a new horror, in every basement a sinister torture scene, yet these unspeakable terrors lurk just outside the candle-light of narrative, making them all the more sinister as we step along in the warm and surprisingly comical blaze.
Each sentence coils and crawls smoothly and effortlessly like a satirical snake through gardens abloom in allegory and metaphor.
The novel in a method similar to how a poem serves as a near-hallucinogenic impression of reality, residing in the Garden of comical and bizarre events that function like a translucent veil both masking and giving glimpses into the Fall and damnation lying just beyond our grasp. Like walking through a nightmare, Urrutia recounts his life through swirling episodic reflections that blend into one the way a fever-dream seamlessly morphs from one notion to the next by riding a wave of emotion and produce a work greater than the parts of the whole through the way the episodes communicate and comment upon one another.
I am responsible in every way. Urrutia did his part, played his role and was never chastised for it. Even when he feared for his reputation after teaching the private lessons to Pinochet and his generals a humorous sidenote is that the generals are far more concerned with the personal life of one attractive female theorist than her actual ideas , nobody seemed to care.
However, it was his inability to stop it, to say no, to do anything to dam up the onslaught of history even for a moment that will serve as his everlasting personal tombstone.
Like Urrutia who was able to turn a blind eye to the horrors around him, Canales ignored the political interrogations and tortures going on in her very own basement during her salons.
By remaining silent, we are essentially condoning the horrors. By Night in Chile is sure to haunt any reader who dare cross the threshold. History is making itself before our very eyes, and what are we doing to control the tides?
Will we be a voice of reason, or simply march to the beat of whatever drum imposes itself. Will we get out alive, or will it be too late by the time we realize where we are. Raef and Mr. A simple reversal of the letters reveals the truth hiding within their power. I am highly indebted to a good friend for the full novel experience.
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Particularly given our current political context, America aiding a fascist take-over of Chile which, yes, actually happened by using anti-socialist propaganda to embolden a militant nationalist base towards violence is quite chilling. What sticks most is that literature was always political, and that the aspects of being a critic that occurs in the novel is a sort of rhetoric control that helps shape a political landscape.
What is essential to consider is that Urrutia is not a self-declared political activist in any way, but merely riding whatever wave will help him personally financially, or for any form of power and that his compliance is his damnation. Urrutia watches the political violence unfold as if he were a bystander, shrugging off responsibility without recognizing that his reluctance to take a stand is complicity.
The wizened youth haunts him because deep down he knows that he has a share of the blame, that his lack of a voice against the violence is his Pontius Pilate moment of attempting to wash his hands. He literally educates Pinochet and his men with propaganda yet acts as if it were just a job and none of the fascist overthrow was his doing despite playing a key role in it all.
Just following orders is never an excuse.
The scenes with Canales, where Urrutia tries to differentiate himself from her own ignorance to complicity, is comical irony when we know that his condemnation of her is merely projection of his own guilt. History has its eye on us all, and we cannot enable evil by just being another doorway allowing it's progress. View all 48 comments.
I see you've been busy, too, with an impressive number of examples. Do you save copies? I know their natur Steve wrote: I know their natural habitat is to be posted on a tree, but it would be cool to I haven't yet--well one that i was kind of proud of and gave to my Dad haha narrator voice: I've met some cool people from it though, and it's actually how I met my wife, so it all works out.
Steve "I've met some cool people from it though, and it's actually how I met my wife, so it all works out. A common love for a project of that so "I've met some cool people from it though, and it's actually how I met my wife, so it all works out. A common love for a project of that sort is a great foundation, I'm sure. That and your inherent goodness which you're too poor an actor to be faking. Mar 22, Jim Fonseca rated it really liked it Shelves: Bolano gives us the stream of consciousness of a Jesuit priest reflecting on his life while he lies on his death bed in Chile.
The priest was also a poet and a literary critic. Throughout his life he hung out with art-loving wealthy aristocrats. The priest even met the famous Chilean poet Neruda at a soiree and later attended his funeral. The aristocrat had his estate confiscated under Allende but then returned under Pinochet — and the priest is glad for him.
The priest also hangs out with a bea Bolano gives us the stream of consciousness of a Jesuit priest reflecting on his life while he lies on his death bed in Chile.
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The priest also hangs out with a beautiful Chilean woman who runs a literary salon. We learn later that her American husband is a CIA type who tortures leftist prisoners in his basement. Although the priest did not know it at the time. The priest is hired to teach the right-wing junta generals about Marxism. Clearly the theme is that artistic intellectuals cannot hide their heads in the sand during times of social turmoil. And priests like this one need to switch sides.
The priest shies away from those who truly need him peasant folks with folkloric beliefs who even want to physically touch him. Instead the priest runs back to the wine and the literary discussions. He also spent a good deal of time in Europe learning about techniques to preserve church buildings from damage from pigeons. The author knew first-hand of the era and the social turmoil he was writing about. Bolano was born in Chile, but left to live in Mexico.
He returned to Chile in a flush of socialist enthusiasm when Allende was elected. He was in Chile only one month before a military junta took power back and installed Pinochet, a right-wing dictator. Bolano was imprisoned and when released, went back to Mexico, then Paris, and finally Barcelona where he died in at age A couple of passages that I liked: Top photo: Salvador Allende from the-untermatron. Augusto Pinochet from bdnews Roberto Bolano from ndnotebook. View all 16 comments. I am dying now, but I still have many things to say.
I used to be at peace with myself. Quiet and at peace. But it all blew up unexpectedly. That wizened youth is to blame. I was at peace. The opening lines suggests this is a flashback sort of novel, a reinterpretation the past at the end of a long life and an appeal to the reader to hear the narrator's confession.
His name is Sebastian Urrutia Lacroix, a Chilean of mixed Basque and French ancestry, a Jesuit priest, a poet, a literary critic, a I am dying now, but I still have many things to say. His name is Sebastian Urrutia Lacroix, a Chilean of mixed Basque and French ancestry, a Jesuit priest, a poet, a literary critic, a teacher, a journalist Life is a succession of misunderstandings, leading us on to the final truth, the only truth. This is the scope of the story, the challenge that Bolano sets out to prove he can capture the whole essence of life in a novella long confession, and this is what he spectacularly achieves imho.
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This is also my first foray into his universe, and I feel almost overwhelmed by the scope and the intensity of his vision. I thought I was prepared by the glowing remarks of some of my Goodreads friends, but Roberto Bolano surpassed my already high expectations.
I feel now like I have only dipped one foot in to test the waters of the ocean, wondering if I have what it takes to pick up "The Savage Detectives" or "".
I believe they will be both exhausting and life-altering experiences. Sordello, which Sordello?
The one who rode with Raymond Berenger and Charles I of Anjou, Sordello who was not afraid, who was not afraid, who was not afraid. Who is the wizened youth? Why is an early medieval troubadour so important to the story? I could give you what I think the answer is view spoiler [ Father Urrutia's conscience, all the promise and enthusiasm of a young intelligent man who thought he could change the world with his verses hide spoiler ].
It would be better though for each reader to try to come with his or her own answers, reconsidering their own youth and aspirations. The same could be said about all the rest of my commentaries here - attempts to decode the parables and the metaphors that so enrich the text.
The poet Bolano suggests and asks questions, of our intelligence and of our hearts. It is up to us to fill in the blank spaces and to give or withhold absolution for Father Urrutia. I believe there will be as many interpretations as there are readers. Some symbols are easier to understand than others, especially when they shine so brightly as the poet laureate Pablo Neruda. Urrutia meets him right after he comes out of the seminary, at the country farm of one of his mentors, the critic Farewell.
Here is the night filled with stars over the Andes, here is the sensuality and the confusion and the endless possibility of youth. What would Urrutia do with the gift of the night? Next symbol: A diplomat and a German officer delight in intellectual conversations, as an exiled Guatemalan painter dies slowly of sorrow, gazing over colour drained Paris rooftops.
What can it mean? The rewards of culture and of intelligent friends, but are they enough to built your whole life on? Far from the idle but agitated and often indiscreet chatter of the Parisian salons, the Chilean writer and the German writer enjoyed a free-ranging conversation, touching on the human and the divine, war and peace, Italian painting and Nordic painting, the source of evil and the effects of evil that sometimes seem to be triggered by chance, the flora and fauna of Chile In his middle age, Father Urrutia is a name to be reckoned with in the world of letters, and his friendship with the critic Farewel continues, but darker themes are now the subject of their conversation: What's the use, what use are books, they're shadows, nothing but shadows.
Whores coming and going, a river of tears There is no comfort in books There is a hill in Austria called Heldenberg, a place of ghosts and misplaced ambitions, a monument to all the 'heroes' of war throughout history. Make what you will of it view spoiler [ I see here the hollowness of big words and big ideas that ignore our human frailty hide spoiler ] And they saw neither statues nor tombs but only desolation and neglect, until at the very top of the hill they discovered a crypt that looked like a safe, with a sealed door, which they proceeded to open.
Inside the crypt, sitting on a grand stone seat, they found the shoemaker's body, his eye sockets empty as if he were never to contemplate anything but the valley spread out below Heroes Hill, and his jaw hanging open, as if he were still laughing after having glimpsed immortality An emotionally drained Urrutia makes a pact with the Devil taking the form of two shady characters with fateful nicknames, Mr.
Urrutia accepts a sponsorship to take a long paid vacation through Europe, studying the old churches there. I see in this episode the narator's questioning his religious convictions, in particular the often brutally enforced supremacy of Catholicism view spoiler [. That's what I read in the metaphor of the hawks defending the church steeples from pigeon shit hide spoiler ].
A old priest on his dying bed in Andaluzia, a Fra Antonio, is the catalyst of possible change in the narrator's worldview: I have been thinking, he said, maybe this business with the falcons is not such a good idea, it's true they protect churches from the corrosive and, in the long term, destructive effects of pigeon shit, but one mustn't forget that pigeons or doves are the earthly symbol of the Holy Spirit, are they not?
After his trip to Europe, Urrutia decides to come back to Chile, as the political troubles surrounding Allende and Pinochet governments are heating up. This is by far the most important question that needs to be answered in an artist, in my humble opinion. Should Urrutia be a cold eye critic and passive oberver of history? Or should he burn up with passion and go out into the streets to make a difference?
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Should he keep quiet about the crimes and lies surrounding him, in order to preserve his life from the likes of Mr. Etah and Mr. Or should he risk it all for what is most probably a lost cause?
The section opens with a statement I have no trouble at all adopting for my own: For me, things had been going well, but not for my country. I am not a fanatical nationalist, but I do sincerely love the land of my birth. But how can we practice what we preach when secret commandos are kidnapping and torturing people by their thousands, starting with the leaders of opinion?
Most of us, myself included, will turn into chameleons or ostriches, hiding our heads in the sand and pretending that life goes on as usual. The governing symbol of the times for Father Urrutia is the Judas Tree, mostly referred to in connection with a literary salon he frequented during the times of trouble.
We were bored. We intellectuals. Because you can't read all day and all night. Splendid isolation has never been our style, and back then, as now, Chilean artists and writers needed to gather and talk, ideally in a pleasant setting where they could find intelligent company. After the political dillema what else is there to say? Urutia gets old and the only thing left for him to answer is what did he do with the gift of youth? Figments of the imagination that throng unbidden as one goes into the night of one's destiny.
My destiny. My Sordello. On the one hand, Urrutia was all his life a champion of culture as the engine of social progress, praising young Chilean poets and novelists in the pages of his critical essays: That is how literature is made.
Or at least what we call literature, to keep ourselves from falling into the rubbish dump. On the other hand, he has been living under the Judas Tree, and the choices he has made will one day haunt each of us, if we accept that we have a conscience and we are willing to listen to it: We're all writers, and in the end we all have to walk a long and rocky road.
Bolano, through the voice of Father Urrutia, is sounding the horns of the Last Judgement, a terrible warning about the waste of our youth and of our energies in trivial pursuits, while the whole edifice of civilization crumbles over our heads. I am put in the mind of two literary references that I am a bit too lazy to track down, but I hope they are popular enough to ring a bell.
First, there is the one about living in the gutter, but looking up at the stars. Culture representing the stars, I believe.
Secondly, there's the one about stumbling over the truth from time to time on our journey through life, but most of the time dusting ourselves off and continuing the journey as if nothing of matter has happened.
Bolano has done his duty. It is up to us what we do with his truth. Is there a solution? Sometimes the earth shakes. The epicenter of the quake is somewhere in the north or the south, but I can hear the earth shaking.
Sometimes I feel dizzy. Sometimes the quake goes on for longer than usual, and people take shelter in doorways or under stairs or they rush out into the street. I see people running in the streets. I see people going into the Metro or into movie theaters.
I see people downloading newspapers. And sometimes it all shakes and everything stops for a moment. And then I ask myself: Where is the wizened youth? Why has he gone away? View all 15 comments. Aug 23, Mike Puma rated it it was amazing Shelves: Reviewed, if ever so slightly. But first, the obligatory digression. Out, damned Scot! Abre Reread. I'm sticking to that suggestion View all 14 comments.
May 07, Daniel rated it it was amazing Recommends it for: Persistently hallucinatory and defensive, the story ranges from Opus Dei to falconry to private lessons on Marxism for Pinochet and his generals directed at the unspecified reproaches of "the wizened youth.
The story begins with the lines "I am dying now, but I still have many things to say", and proceeds to describe, after a brief mention of joining the priesthood, how Father Urrutia entered the Chilean literary world under the wing of a famous, albeit fictitious, tacitly homosexual literary critic by the name of Farewell. At Farewell's estate he encounters the critic's close friend Pablo Neruda and later begins to publish literary criticism and poetry.
Not surprisingly, Urrutia's criticism is met with more applause than his poetry written under a pen-name and there is little if any mention of Urrutia attending to matters of the church until two individuals from a shipping company likely undercover government operatives send him on a trip through Europe, where he meets priest after priest engaged in falconry.
The story is also deeply political though not always overtly, and Father Urrutia seems to stand as a kind of pitiable villain for the author himself.
Urrutia is chosen to teach Augusto Pinochet and his top generals about Marxism after the coup and death of President Allende.
By the end of the story, Urrutia seems to be making a last apology directed to himself, understanding that the reason by which he has led his life is flawed. The novella, a satire , marks the beginning of its author's criticism of artists who retreat into art, using aestheticism as a way of blocking out the harsh realities of existence. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
By Night in Chile First edition Spain. Benno von Archimboldi Arturo Belano. Il Futuro. Authority control GND:I guess most of you will recognize some names like Neruda, Parra and Donoso Does the world needs another review of "By Night in Chile"?
They offer him bread and ask his advice about a sick child.
This was a simple story. The priest shies away from those who truly need him peasant folks with folkloric beliefs who even want to physically touch him. View all 14 comments. Should Urrutia be a cold eye critic and passive oberver of history?
Plot summary[ edit ] The story is narrated entirely in the first person by the sick and aging Father Urrutia. This page was last edited on 31 July , at