It is not pleasant to abandon a book, especially if it is written by an author who has delighted you on other occasions. Unfortunately, my relationship with "Il canto del boia" has been difficult from the start. I don't like chronic novels, and this one is very much so. I don't like traitors, thieves, assassins, and the protagonist is an ex-convict whose actions and interactions Mailer describes with a prose that doesn't even seem to be his. It is a profusion of imperfects (understood as verbs), of useless minor characters, a whole Gary-minute-by-minute as if Norman, like Alexandre, had written in a hurry.
We are in the early 1970s in America. The overall picture reveals that people get married too young, have children too lightly, and with equal lightness, they commit crimes to pay off their debts. Gary is a drunken loser who abuses his conditional freedom and the affection of his relatives who have exposed themselves so that he can be granted it. He has a terrible relationship with money, work, alcohol, women... But more than the character, it was Mailer's prose that weighed on me. Was it really the same wise man who wrote "The Match" who was writing this?
It seemed like what in the second grade of elementary school was called a composition, that is, the intermediate step between a thought and a theme. I remember that some people would stuff it with everything, punctuating it with: and then, and he, and she, and after...
I had the objective of reaching at least 20% of the book (page 200 or so). I was willing to endure it if within that range the register changed; but it didn't happen, and my patience ran out. It had become like listening to any loudmouth who rants loudly on a bus, generating fear and embarrassment, aiming at both to offer his own sad human spectacle. I don't give a thousand pages of my time to a book of this kind.
It is not pleasant to abandon a book because you always have the doubt of having done it before a possible turning point. After abandoning it, I went to read the back cover: it was useful to me to intuit the overall meaning of the book and to deduce that the turning point, in this case, could only have disappointed me further. Mailer won the Pulitzer with this text, taking inspiration from the true story of Gary Gilmore.
The Wiki page seems better to me than the first two hundred pages of the Pulitzer.
https://it.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gary_...
ABBANDONATO
Soundtrack:
There was a space in his stomach that suffered from hunger if she didn't speak. “Have you ever heard the song Backstabbers?”