a live 31 years ago the eye of the Colombian Nobel settled nine years of close friendship between two titans of literature. Do you envy? Ideological Differences? On the 80th birthday of García Márquez's biographer unravels the origin of the fight
(From El Mundo Spain)
DASSO SALDIVAR
The timing of Mario Vargas Llosa gave him the historical punch his friend and colleague Gabriel García Márquez was on February 12, 1976, during the private screening of the film Survivors of the Andes in Palace of Fine Arts in Mexico.
Before the show, García Márquez, who was then 49, approached his friend to give you a hug, and Vargas Llosa, nine years younger, rebuked him as he let out a dry and powerful forehand, "do you dare to hug me after what you did to Patricia in Barcelona! ".
Novelist Colombian fell with his face bloodied (the punch, as shown in recently published photos, lodged between the left eye and nose) without issue or a whimper, not a word in public. Then the Mexican writer Elena Poniatowska went for a steak and put it in the face to Colombian overnight treatment using Mercedes Barcha followed her husband at home in the neighborhood of Pedregal. And a palliative remedy was so effective that two days after García Márquez appeared smiling in the studio of his friend Rodrigo Moya to take some pictures you might bear witness to the assault. Thirty-one years later, just published in the newspaper La Jornada Mexico.
novel was an unexpected end of the friendship of two great Latin American novelists. But nothing could presage similar outcome when they met the night of August 1, 1967 in Caracas Maiquetia airport. By then, I quickly came cultivating an epistolary friendship between Mexico, Paris and London. They had no doubt read and admired.
(From El Mundo Spain)
DASSO SALDIVAR
The timing of Mario Vargas Llosa gave him the historical punch his friend and colleague Gabriel García Márquez was on February 12, 1976, during the private screening of the film Survivors of the Andes in Palace of Fine Arts in Mexico.
Before the show, García Márquez, who was then 49, approached his friend to give you a hug, and Vargas Llosa, nine years younger, rebuked him as he let out a dry and powerful forehand, "do you dare to hug me after what you did to Patricia in Barcelona! ".
Novelist Colombian fell with his face bloodied (the punch, as shown in recently published photos, lodged between the left eye and nose) without issue or a whimper, not a word in public. Then the Mexican writer Elena Poniatowska went for a steak and put it in the face to Colombian overnight treatment using Mercedes Barcha followed her husband at home in the neighborhood of Pedregal. And a palliative remedy was so effective that two days after García Márquez appeared smiling in the studio of his friend Rodrigo Moya to take some pictures you might bear witness to the assault. Thirty-one years later, just published in the newspaper La Jornada Mexico.
novel was an unexpected end of the friendship of two great Latin American novelists. But nothing could presage similar outcome when they met the night of August 1, 1967 in Caracas Maiquetia airport. By then, I quickly came cultivating an epistolary friendship between Mexico, Paris and London. They had no doubt read and admired.
Vargas Llosa
arrived in London to be crowned with Rómulo Gallegos Prize for his recent novel The Green House, and García Márquez came from Mexico to participate in the XIII International Congress of Latin American Literature. But its main purpose was to meet his friend and accompany him on the granting of the award. From the first time became inseparable: they talked about everything under the sun they all participated in the sessions of the congress of writers, statements together and joked with reporters. And during those first 15 days of August continued to be together in Caracas, Merida and Bogotá. The 15th of this month, fired in the capital of Colombia, but only until early September when they met in Lima, where they participated in a memorable dialogue in the Engineering University in Lima and García Márquez was godfather at the christening of second son of Vargas Llosa, who they named Gabriel Rodrigo Gonzalo.
García Márquez moved to Barcelona at the end of that year, where she lived for seven years and wrote The Autumn of the Patriarch and the tales of Candida Erendira. Vargas Llosa was still in London, where he taught at a university, until Carmen Balcells told him not to waste time in college, she took care to ensure a basic monthly fee just to sit down to write his novels. Then Vargas Llosa
left London and settled in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bone block from the house of Garcia Marquez in the Sarria district. Their friendship became closer to the point that shared books, ideas, friends ... It was then that the Peruvian dazzled by reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, still considered one of the great novels of the genre, spent two years of study to the work of his colleague and friend. For his part, Colombian spared no praise when he referred to his friend.
are woven throughout a maze of conjectures about the origin of the clash of these two great boxers of the Latin American novel. Any version that gives no final truth. Vargas Llosa himself said that truth never know at all because he and García Márquez went to talk about it.
Some people claim that the Peruvian professional jealousies began to bite in friendship, but this is refuted in advance by his monumental History of deicide, which remains the best analytical study of the work garciamarquiana.
Others argue that were the ideological differences that led to Peru to abjure the Latin American left and the Castro regime, which began to erode their relationship. But though it may have been an intervener, not in itself explain the bloody punch.
It seems that the final distance was due to a problem, real or invented, skirts and jealousy. But here we enter a field of quicksand, where we are not sure to give any firm step.
legend or one of the Legends says that after leaving Barcelona and return to Peru in mid-1974, Vargas Llosa met and fell madly in love a woman who was on the boat in which he was traveling with his wife, Patricia Llosa, and their children. Shortly thereafter, the Peruvian left his family and went to Stockholm to live with the Swedish hostess more outrageous love of his life, so that he forgot to literature.
Meanwhile, Patricia returned to Barcelona with their children, and García Márquez became her handkerchief with tears. At some point, chatted while alone in the cafeteria of a hotel in Barcelona, \u200b\u200basked Patricia García Márquez advice on whether he believed to be separated from her husband after what he had done.
According to reports coming to Colombia, he was told that if he felt he had to do, because they raised it clear to your husband when he returned, but not to rush. Other versions coming to Peru contends that this night was the worst (or best), which Vargas Llosa would be regarded as the great betrayal of his friend.
The truth is that when the husband came home and fled the couple reconciled after a monumental struggle, Patricia took the huge and vengeful loner who had been incubating in his heart, yell at him to her husband she, Patricia Llosa, there was no wasted time, he had been "with your best friend Gabo." Vargas Llosa
took the words of his wife at the foot of the letter, as dictated by the context, and for over a year that was not to García Márquez was feeding the tapeworm jealous husband, until that day ungrateful of 12 February in Mexico.
arrived in London to be crowned with Rómulo Gallegos Prize for his recent novel The Green House, and García Márquez came from Mexico to participate in the XIII International Congress of Latin American Literature. But its main purpose was to meet his friend and accompany him on the granting of the award. From the first time became inseparable: they talked about everything under the sun they all participated in the sessions of the congress of writers, statements together and joked with reporters. And during those first 15 days of August continued to be together in Caracas, Merida and Bogotá. The 15th of this month, fired in the capital of Colombia, but only until early September when they met in Lima, where they participated in a memorable dialogue in the Engineering University in Lima and García Márquez was godfather at the christening of second son of Vargas Llosa, who they named Gabriel Rodrigo Gonzalo.
García Márquez moved to Barcelona at the end of that year, where she lived for seven years and wrote The Autumn of the Patriarch and the tales of Candida Erendira. Vargas Llosa was still in London, where he taught at a university, until Carmen Balcells told him not to waste time in college, she took care to ensure a basic monthly fee just to sit down to write his novels. Then Vargas Llosa
left London and settled in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bone block from the house of Garcia Marquez in the Sarria district. Their friendship became closer to the point that shared books, ideas, friends ... It was then that the Peruvian dazzled by reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, still considered one of the great novels of the genre, spent two years of study to the work of his colleague and friend. For his part, Colombian spared no praise when he referred to his friend.
are woven throughout a maze of conjectures about the origin of the clash of these two great boxers of the Latin American novel. Any version that gives no final truth. Vargas Llosa himself said that truth never know at all because he and García Márquez went to talk about it.
Some people claim that the Peruvian professional jealousies began to bite in friendship, but this is refuted in advance by his monumental History of deicide, which remains the best analytical study of the work garciamarquiana.
Others argue that were the ideological differences that led to Peru to abjure the Latin American left and the Castro regime, which began to erode their relationship. But though it may have been an intervener, not in itself explain the bloody punch.
It seems that the final distance was due to a problem, real or invented, skirts and jealousy. But here we enter a field of quicksand, where we are not sure to give any firm step.
legend or one of the Legends says that after leaving Barcelona and return to Peru in mid-1974, Vargas Llosa met and fell madly in love a woman who was on the boat in which he was traveling with his wife, Patricia Llosa, and their children. Shortly thereafter, the Peruvian left his family and went to Stockholm to live with the Swedish hostess more outrageous love of his life, so that he forgot to literature.
Meanwhile, Patricia returned to Barcelona with their children, and García Márquez became her handkerchief with tears. At some point, chatted while alone in the cafeteria of a hotel in Barcelona, \u200b\u200basked Patricia García Márquez advice on whether he believed to be separated from her husband after what he had done.
According to reports coming to Colombia, he was told that if he felt he had to do, because they raised it clear to your husband when he returned, but not to rush. Other versions coming to Peru contends that this night was the worst (or best), which Vargas Llosa would be regarded as the great betrayal of his friend.
The truth is that when the husband came home and fled the couple reconciled after a monumental struggle, Patricia took the huge and vengeful loner who had been incubating in his heart, yell at him to her husband she, Patricia Llosa, there was no wasted time, he had been "with your best friend Gabo." Vargas Llosa
took the words of his wife at the foot of the letter, as dictated by the context, and for over a year that was not to García Márquez was feeding the tapeworm jealous husband, until that day ungrateful of 12 February in Mexico.
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