Review: Thornton Wilder’s “The Bridge of San Luis Rey”
A bridge falls into a ravine in the outskirts of Lima, Peru, in 1714. Five people fall with it. A brief, tidy book (take that as a compliment), fluidly and soundly written, the novella traces the stories of the difuntos (deceased) – the Marquesa de Montemayor, Uncle Pío, Esteban, Don Jaime and Pepita – and considers the state of their hearts. I enjoyed it. It was simple, moving and heartfelt. Recommended. And I must say the author has the most *amazing* name.
Where it came from: Opshop
Time & manner of reading: One bath, with close attention
Where it went to: KM
Reminds me of: Steinbeck’s novels made up of interlocked short stories, East of Eden and Cannery Row
Who I’d recommend it to: Someone wanting a quick-but-good, absorbing-but-contemplative read
Also reading: The Heart of the Matter by Graham Greene; Gertrude by Hermann Hesse; The Plumed Serpent by D.H. Lawrence; The Reivers by William Faulkner; Seven Poor Men of Sydney by Christina Stead