Review: The Armies

As the sun bears down on the gardens of a mountainside town, an old man perches on a ladder, picking oranges from his tree. Across the wall he sees his neighbour’s wife sunbathing on the terrace while their young maid takes cares of the daily chores. But the idyllic picture with which Evelio Rosero’s The Armies opens, is quickly evaporated.

armiesFor this is Colombia, a country which produces some of the best coffee in the world, but is plagued by the drug trade and bloody internal armed conflict. The first sign that all is not well in this township retreat comes with the discovery  that the narrator  Ismael −a retired teacher − has a penchant for oggling women. Otilia, his wife of 40 years, knows he would never do anything more than look but begs him to stop humiliating her.

The next signal of unease is revealed almost casually. Some local inhabitants have  ‘disappeared’ it seems; no-one knows where, and there are oblique references to guerrillas and paramilitaries. When Ismael takes a walk early one morning, the menacing atmosphere  notches up a gear. A white shadow that runs across the street turns into a group of soliders who march through the town square and demand identification papers. The sound of gunfire signals the approach of war.

When Ismael is eventually able to return home, it’s to find Otilia has disappeared. Caught in the cross fire between guerrilla groups, paramilitaries and government forces, the inhabitants all make plans to leave but Ismael cannot go until he finds his wife. He becomes an unwilling witness to a senseless civil war. His reveries about the past give way to the immediate need to survive until his wife returns.

Evilio Rosero won the 2009 Independent Foreign Fiction Prize in the UK with The Armies. I chose it to represent Colombia in my Reading Along the Equator challenge after noticing that it was ranked third in a Guardian Top 10 list for Colombian writing. If I say the the first spot was One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, you’ll get the idea of the regard for Rosero’s book.  It’s slim in size with a somewhat economic narrative style which is sometimes eliptical and needs unravelling. But there is no mistaking the depth of sadness that I felt when I reached the conclusion.

A book I thoroughly recommend.

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Posted on February 16, 2013, in world literature and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. I’m sold on reading this book, now! Reading Marquez’s ‘One hundred years of solitude’ was a journey I have taken a few times, discovering something new at the end of each finish.

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  2. Keep seeing this in the library and for some reason failing to scoop it up. You’ve encouraged me to bump it a few places up towards the top of the list – sounds excellent.

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  3. Just found this review through your around the world in 10 books piece. It sounds excellent. I’ll look out for a copy.

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