God listens to Manuel Vilas. In fact, she talks with him about a thousand and one pending issues. And social networks bear witness to it. Vilas is the dream of any ascetic away from the madding crowd (except for recent successes that include the 2023 Nadal award), with the comparative grievance that Vilas and God met in the hustle and bustle. Villas is also Nietzsche, the only bastard son of God. In both cases, in the German thinker as in the Huesca writer, you can find hilarious philosophy, sour lucidity and poetic prose in abundance..
But Vilas is finally Vilas, a writer without prejudice, a freethinker and an exponent of the unclassifiable generation of those who have no generation, no labels, no profiles. Vilas is back from everything but not for being wiser, if not for being up to ...
All this is not that he confessed to me. For me it is what emerges from his reading, an ingenious reading that leads you between startles through the tortuous path of inner liberation. Sometimes humor, irony always as the best tool to expose the foolishness, the post-truth or whatever it touches.
The fictional narrative of Manuel Vilas it is transgressive insofar as it always assaults reality on every flank that raises blisters and conflicts, but which in turn always serves as a pacifying placebo against alienation and indoctrination in so many aspects of our society.
3 essential novels by Manuel Vilas
Ordesa
The last novel by Manuel Vilas is, really, a beginning, a starting point for the author, the character and his work. What Vilas has done in this book is an act of capricious introspection. Capricious because it seems driven by a mind that assails it with those memories that come to us with a smell, a landscape or a caress. What stands out most about this novel is the intensity.
In Vilas's writings, whether in newspapers or networks and as not in his books, that intensity of the soul is always guessed among the viscera. Vilas's characters are all souls trapped in the organic, all memories that are embellished by their appearance between idealized and prosaic. The settings in this novel are places where ghosts allow themselves to be touched at times.
The reality, however, in contrast to that friction with the remote, becomes tedious at times. The characters suffer uprooting and disenchantment. The losers, however, have a great virtue, they are no longer fooled by anyone and, being consistent with themselves, they always end up being transgressors and revelers of the trick and the lie.
The kisses
Vilas walks with little time for almost nothing. Because lately it has been a best seller per year since it took half the world for a walk through Ordesa. Now he wants to make us kiss, with the mononucleosis that is around there ... But Vilas always ends up winning us with his untied pen and his way of telling things as if they were the last times, the last kisses and until the last day.
March, 2020. A teacher leaves Madrid for medical prescription, goes to a cabin in the mountains and meets a passionate woman fifteen years younger. He is called Salvador; she, Montserrat, and between the two grows a full and unexpected trust, full of revelations.
Their meetings are a great bath of light. Salvador is excited and changes her name, calls her Altisidora, like a character from the Quixote. Both fall in love and build a mature relationship, with the precautions of their bodies and memories: the past constantly reappears.
The kisses is a novel of romantic and idealized love, but also of skin and carnal love, of how in the middle of a universal crisis two human beings try to return to the biological and atavistic homeland of eroticism, that mysterious place where men and women find the most meaningful meaning. deep of life.
The shining gift
Victor Dilan, the protagonist of this novel, could be a representative of the Spanish beat generation. Its vital foundations are political and social denial and sex.
And in that, in sex, Victor makes the most of his gift, a captivating magnetism that works with a claim effect for every woman. It is the same with Ester with men… The destiny of both was written. The two are making their way until they are unfailingly attracted.
The world is preparing for the sexual implosion of these two beings destined to unleash a new era or cause the extinction of humanity. Victor and Ester have between their hands and their legs all the power of the galaxy, so fleeting and so eternal ...
Wear and tear from skimming without achieving immortality takes its toll. Wishes that dawn like the last day of our lives, implosions and tremors of the trembling flesh. Sex is everything in the moments in which the drives insist on the maximum representation of the survival of the species.
Other recommended books by Manuel Vilas…
About Us
The greatest of loves can be merciless and destructive when the moment of absence arrives. Those lovers who walked together and who did not need more context, more habitat or more home than their hands or arms suddenly disappear. And there is only one left who is nobody.
To inhabit the world then is to turn the future into the past capable of returning from dreams. And since all reality is subjective, existence is remade from a vision that is as insane as it is necessary. Because no one has a recipe to survive the most perfect love. Because it was precisely because it was known to be out of date. Once its term expires, the soliloquy needs to be converted into a dialogue, at the cost of ceasing to transit the reality that the majority perceives.
Irene believes that she has lived the most perfect marriage in the world. Years of absolute dedication and passion between two human beings, this is how she evokes her love with Marcelo, her late husband. They had a connection that amazed and missed her closest circle: they were a couple who lived for each other, as if every day were the first. This relationship, the greatest of love stories, kept them isolated from their environment, on the margins of common reality.
The immortals
Wells led us through a gazillion years, into an epochal future on our planet. Vilas does the same. The earthly year 22011 will be a time in which we will no longer be.
Some geek scholar might still bother kicking rocks in search of some old euro coin or some XNUMXst century human brain. And their conclusions may end up slightly mixing concepts.
What will the beings of the future Don Quixote care about? Perhaps a discovery about this book could be associated with a McDonald's brochure that randomly appeared next to it.
In that case, our most worthy memory would be in guys like Vilas, whose book Los Inmortales gives a good account of what we went to all those smart-ass of the century.
Postmodernism and egotism. What we are in our absence, in the distant future, may well be a wagner symphony or reggaeton, which is lucky to finally transcend.
