If we lose something that made life unbearable we immediately wish it back as indispensable to our happiness. Such are poor deluded children who cried yesterday for what we scorn today and shall want again tomorrow; poor deluded beings plunging across the span of life on the Icarian wings of caprice.
Vicente Blasco Ibáñez (January 29, 1867 – January 28, 1928) was a Spanish realist novelist writing in Spanish, a screenwriter and occasional film director.
Born in Valencia, today he is best known in the English-speaking world for his World War I novel The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. He is also known for his political activities.
He finished studying law, but hardly practised. He divided his time between politics, literature. He was a fan of Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra.
His life, it can be said, tells a more interesting story than his novels. He was a militant Republican partisan in his youth and founded a newspaper, El Pueblo (translated as either The Town or The People) in his hometown. The newspaper aroused so much controversy that it was brought to court many times and censored. He made many enemies and was shot and almost killed in one dispute. The bullet was caught in the clasp of his belt. He had several stormy love affairs.
He volunteered as the proofreader for the novel Noli Me Tangere, in which the Filipino patriot José Rizal expressed his contempt of the Spanish colonization of the Philippines. He traveled to Argentina in 1909 where two new cities, Nueva Valencia and Cervantes, were created. He gave conferences on historical events and Spanish literature. Tired and disgusted with government failures and inaction, Vicente Blasco Ibáñez moved to Paris, France at the beginning of World War I.
It is my first encounter with Vicente Blasco Ibanez, and I can say that I like it. It is one the first novels that I read lately that takes advantage of jealousy as a trigger for conflict. Also vanity and pride of a well known artist adds to conflictual part of the novel. These and many other aspects makes from this book one that I could recommend to anyone. My copy of this book is in romanian.
El primer libro de Vicente Blasco en mis manos, y la verdad, no paré de leerlo. Esas muestras de control, celos, depresión y como toodo ello se ve reflejada en la vida tanto familiar como laboral.