Samantha Newman's Reviews > Love in the Time of Cholera
Love in the Time of Cholera
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I previously read "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and I liked it a lot, and I was intruiged by the title "Love in the Time of Cholera" so I thought I'd read it.
Within the first few pages I had the inkling I didn't like it, but sometimes it takes books a little while to get warmed up. Plus, I don't like starting a book and not finishing it, because I know I'll never go back to a book I stopped reading because I didn't like it, and if I stop reading it, I'll never know if I would have liked the rest of it. So I forged ahead and completed the whole book.
First off, the magical realism that made "100 yrs. of Solitude" so gripping was not as prevalent in "Cholera." I actually only saw it a few times in the entire novel, unless it was so well-done that it was just perfectly woven into the book and I didn't notice. I doubt that though...but this was easy to get over; I mean, it's a different book, so it was bound to be, well, different from "100...Solitude."
But I guess my conservative / religious side was riled up by the rest of the book. It portrays everyone as being incredibly sex-oriented. Men, women, everyone. And not "morally" so, if you know what I mean. Everyone sleeps around, while married and while unmarried. And the tone of the book seemed to be saying that that's expected - quite frankly, like the more sex a person has, most of the time with the more people, the more normal and in some ways the more gifted they are. I'm generalizing quite a bit, not getting into the specifics of the story and my reactions to them, however.
Now this book is on Oprah's book club list and she said it's "the greatest love story" she's ever heard. Alright...if a good love story equals someone "waiting" for their true love, where waiting means having sex with everything that moves. And now they're making a movie. The tag says "Florentino, rejected by the beautiful Fermina at a young age, devotes much of his adult life to carnal affairs as a desperate attempt to heal his broken heart." ?? I guess I can see how you can read the book that way. I guess I just don't prefer books where carnal affairs are the center. And I didn't read it that way. It didn't seem to me that the carnal affairs were a desperate attempt to heal his broken heart. They seemed like he just wanted to have sex in the meantime. SOMEWHAT SPOILER ALERT BUT NOT REALLY:::::you cannot declare yourself a virgin just b/c you didn't love the hundreds of people you had sex with before your "one true love."
What bothered me I think was that in the end, I couldn't tell if the novel was condoning a life of promiscuity as long as it leads to one "true" love, or if it was condemning its character's behavior in some ways. I tend to lean towards thinking it wasn't really condemning it though. I probably missed something, I'm sure. Because not being sure what a book was saying is not usually the book's fault.
In some ways it should have been titled "Sex in the Time of Cholera," because the term "love" was used instead of "sex" almost constantly, and obviously, those are two very different things.
Within the first few pages I had the inkling I didn't like it, but sometimes it takes books a little while to get warmed up. Plus, I don't like starting a book and not finishing it, because I know I'll never go back to a book I stopped reading because I didn't like it, and if I stop reading it, I'll never know if I would have liked the rest of it. So I forged ahead and completed the whole book.
First off, the magical realism that made "100 yrs. of Solitude" so gripping was not as prevalent in "Cholera." I actually only saw it a few times in the entire novel, unless it was so well-done that it was just perfectly woven into the book and I didn't notice. I doubt that though...but this was easy to get over; I mean, it's a different book, so it was bound to be, well, different from "100...Solitude."
But I guess my conservative / religious side was riled up by the rest of the book. It portrays everyone as being incredibly sex-oriented. Men, women, everyone. And not "morally" so, if you know what I mean. Everyone sleeps around, while married and while unmarried. And the tone of the book seemed to be saying that that's expected - quite frankly, like the more sex a person has, most of the time with the more people, the more normal and in some ways the more gifted they are. I'm generalizing quite a bit, not getting into the specifics of the story and my reactions to them, however.
Now this book is on Oprah's book club list and she said it's "the greatest love story" she's ever heard. Alright...if a good love story equals someone "waiting" for their true love, where waiting means having sex with everything that moves. And now they're making a movie. The tag says "Florentino, rejected by the beautiful Fermina at a young age, devotes much of his adult life to carnal affairs as a desperate attempt to heal his broken heart." ?? I guess I can see how you can read the book that way. I guess I just don't prefer books where carnal affairs are the center. And I didn't read it that way. It didn't seem to me that the carnal affairs were a desperate attempt to heal his broken heart. They seemed like he just wanted to have sex in the meantime. SOMEWHAT SPOILER ALERT BUT NOT REALLY:::::you cannot declare yourself a virgin just b/c you didn't love the hundreds of people you had sex with before your "one true love."
What bothered me I think was that in the end, I couldn't tell if the novel was condoning a life of promiscuity as long as it leads to one "true" love, or if it was condemning its character's behavior in some ways. I tend to lean towards thinking it wasn't really condemning it though. I probably missed something, I'm sure. Because not being sure what a book was saying is not usually the book's fault.
In some ways it should have been titled "Sex in the Time of Cholera," because the term "love" was used instead of "sex" almost constantly, and obviously, those are two very different things.
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Who says the wretched cannot love in their own way? Take Fermina out of the picture and you still have a man with some putrid tastes, but bring her into the picture and you see a heart as vulnerable and as innocent as that of a child.




I'm very aware of that, and agree with what you're saying, but it doesn't mean I must, or did, enjoy reading it, or what it seems to be saying about sex in general.

That's quite how I felt!

maybe that device worked at the time and the place where the book was written, but i don't think it worked for me (or most people on this thread). i'm no latin america expert, so i'll take what you say at face value. but for me to accept his actions would be impossible. for me, no one in this book i found particularly likeable, and as a result, i didn't enjoy this book.
ps. caribbean irony? is that different to japanese irony or south african irony?



I know this is 2 years late to the discussion, but I've just finished the book today, and I have to ask. You actually felt enough feeling about Florentino to want to hit him? That's more than I could muster. I was almost entirely disinterested in him or his exploits. Wanting to hit him at least shows that the character riled you up a bit. I finished this book out of pure determination that it wouldn't 'defeat' me, so to speak. It seemed obvious to me that he'd get Fermina in the end, but I didn't care. I wasn't rooting for him, or against him. I mostly just wanted to book to end so that I could have read it and had done with it.
I just finished writing a personal review of the book (I actually finished a few months ago)- but every point that you made seemed to be the exact point I made in my review and the very last line is word for word the same from my review. Moreover, I would like to say that even though the book was visually appealing (in terms of the descriptions), it was SO emotionally uninvolving!



Also, I think the book wasn't either condoning or condemning a life of promiscuity. Probably closer to condemning, though. He tried to fill his longing for her with countless affairs but always still had her in his heart. It was his alternative. The message though is that if he had his way, he'd have rather spent his life with only her than have all those affairs. So in effect, the book is saying that that path is the one people want to go down if they can. I suppose you could say then it is a minor condemnation of promiscuity.
Just my thoughts.




I think reading books that way is more fun. There is no point in judging fictional characters; there is no actual behavior to correct (although I guess it's based on a true story, but still, we don't know these people IRL). If the immoral actions are well-written, it just adds depth to the character and makes them more real. And trying to wonder at the author's moral agenda is something else I think takes away from the enjoyment of a book. Although I guess there is something fun about reading about characters who you identify with, there's just too much more to be explored to keep to those preferences alone. (I liked the book). Though I guess I have to admit, the last "affair" before he got back with her grossed me out!



Samantha wrote: "It's been a long time since I've read this. My views change, so I wonder if I'd see this book differently if I were to read it again now."
Go for it, Samantha, if you have the thought to reread it. Our perspectives change with life experience, which is one of the themes of the novel, and this occurs with the main characters. And there is certainly a focus on marriage, and of living together for decades, and how love and our needs change over time, and his focus on aging is fantastic.
Go for it, Samantha, if you have the thought to reread it. Our perspectives change with life experience, which is one of the themes of the novel, and this occurs with the main characters. And there is certainly a focus on marriage, and of living together for decades, and how love and our needs change over time, and his focus on aging is fantastic.




As far as re-reading... I think that is always a great idea. I think that you perceive books very differently based on when you might be reading them. I have had occasions when I really did not care for a book, but then at a different time, it becomes one of my favorites. Or times when I re-read and appreciate the book in a different way.
It is really interesting to see how people feel differently about this book. The world would be quite boring if we all liked the same things.




True love -- perhaps not what it is to one person, but the very definition of it to another. It's a matter of definitions. Love is always true because otherwise it's not ... love. But what that love is concretely made up of (other than the diaphanous romantic clouds many associate the word with, which in turn is often connected with Barbara Cartland types of lit, or worse, the so-called sanctified type the church likes to preach) -- that is what Marquez does his best to describe here. But okay ... that was just my 2 cents' worth.
Marquez merely describes ... it is we who judge, something we absolutely love to do even though we can only glimpse a fraction of what he originally intended. He knows us, though ... 'Don't fall into the trap,' he says.



I was not sure of the statistics.. exaggeration has been his main tool in almost all of his works but I don't think it should be used so shamelessly here.. heralding an act which is sinful, if not criminal.. He had relation with 622 women, excluding those with whom his romance didn't last more than a night.. I don't think he should have tried to make a hero of a womanizer.. Just consider just one of those many women, forgotten by this hero and passing her life in an eternal wait.. Most of all I got to think about America Vicuna, his darling just yesterday, who committed suicide and the gentleman was enjoying his love with the woman on a boat..
To me, this just becomes a story of a morbidly romantic man, a very ordinary man who idealized an ordinary woman in such degree that he could not imagine freedom without her love, and whose heartbreak propelled him towards having countless women on the course.. there was nothing poignant about him.. rather i found the whole business of it poignant, and only because it became the reason of many women's misery and solitude..
And so I hate the idea that it is being heralded about 'love'.. I can only take it as a spiritual demise, and psychological condition..

It can be difficult to leave out personal judgement when commenting on a book. Or a painting. Or a piece of sculpture. I don't think the focus here was moral. Whether or not something is a 'sin' will always depend on one's perception. The author calls it 'love' because that is how the protagonist is meant to 'see' it. How we see it is beside the point.
That said, yes, I do agree with you that the book describes a certain condition, an obsession, a bad habit, a kind of addiction. Marquez does use tons of exaggeration to get that message across but, again, he does not do that in a judgemental way. He is just telling a story. It is funny, though -- in a way, it would be wonderful to be loved this way and, in a way, not.


Keep reading. It's there.


He could only find 622 women because of magical realism.



