A truly enchanting place, this little island city, connected to Siracusa by a couple of bridges, was the heart of the ancient Greek settlement here when Siracusa was the most splendid city in Magna Graecia.
Published in 2007, I just got around to reading this, Murakami’s most recent novel translated into English, while lying on a big rock in the Ionian sea this summer. Having loved much of his earlier work, I have to admit I was a bit disappointed by this short novel, but for some reason the book has stuck with me for several weeks now. Maybe because I can’t accept that there isn’t more going on in the novel than what’s readily apparent.
Almodóvar’s new film is a haunting affair and more than a bit disturbing. But as in most of his work, the incredible beauty of the images and the brilliant, baroque manner in which the plot unfolds lightens the darkness of what’s going on in the film a bit and makes this much more than just another thriller.
I’ve had the good fortune to spend a fair amount of time in the fantastic city of Valencia, Spain, over the past few years and have greatly admired the vibrant street art that adorns much of the city’s casco antiguo.