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Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me (1994)

by Javier Marías

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I liked this book, but I think a lot of that was due to the fact that I like these kinds of books. Marias writes with long, paragraph length sentences (while having few paragraphs) in an almost stream-of-consciousness style. I usually like that, and I did enjoy his writing, but I wasn’t impressed – maybe I’ve seen too many authors writing in a similar manner. In some other books, the writing has been so wonderful that I overlooked plot issues, but I had a number of nitpicks about the plot here. Still, it was a tense and involving story – will be reading more by the author.

Victor, the narrator, is having dinner with Marta while her husband is away. After she puts her young son to bed, they move to the bedroom and start kissing and taking off their clothes. Suddenly, she pulls back in pain and soon after dies. Victor finds himself in an extremely awkward situation. If he calls for help, their near-adultery will be discovered (and it can’t help Marta, who is dead). If he leaves, he’ll be leaving Marta’s son alone – he has no idea when her husband will be back or who will take care of the boy. He ponders this in Marias’s long, long sentences, and his thoughts take him back earlier in the evening and to his childhood and all over. Although Victor examines the consequences and his discomfort of his situation, his thoughts also wander off on many tangents. The rest of the story is narrated in a similar fashion, as Victor tries to worm his way – a bit inexplicably – into Marta’s family’s life. He also recollects a similarly indecisive and painful evening, with his ex-wife, which also left scars.

Even though Victor is the narrator, sometimes his decisions and behaviors are extremely questionable. His thoughts are interesting, but there’s some distance between the reader and the first person narrator. Also, the story feels limited. I think the book could have been more effective with a very claustrophobic feel to recreate the feeling of Victor’s obsessiveness. The writing supports that – there’s a repetitiveness that is very effective. However, plotwise, that is somewhat defeated by the addition of various other scenes, one about Victor’s past relationship, which was interesting but not related to the main plot, and another where Victor visits the racing track with a friend, which almost felt pointless. Instead, it feels like a lot of pondering over various adulteries and relationships among a small group of people. In addition, the female characters are generally limited in roles as romantic/sexual partners or prospects – Victor is always commenting on their looks – and the book wouldn’t pass the Bechdel test. While I liked the writing, I didn’t love it enough to overlook some of the things that bothered me, although I’d probably read more by the author. ( )
2 vote DieFledermaus | Apr 30, 2015 |
M. è uno scrittore per fanatici. O piace, o lo odi. Perchè non si puo' pensare di seguire una frase senza punti per 50-60 righe. Perchè di tutta l'ipnosi verbale che lo scrittore induce non c'e' bisogno: bisogna sceneggiare, far procedere la storia. Non possiamo andare avanti 50 pagine ed essere sempre li' ad aspettare che Marta muoia. Muori, cazzo...!Pero', se si da la pazienza al narrare di entrare nella nostra attenzione labile si percepisce la maestria di M. nel costruire un romanzo che non ha eguali: nelle citazioni, nei rimandi, nell'intelligenza, nella capacità di evocare sentimenti e paure - sono stato in pena per Victor, davvero, ho avuto un senso di timore in alcuni punti del libro - nella sceneggiatura, nella definizione degli ambienti e dei personaggi. E' bellissimo ovunque, ad ogni modo. Un capolavoro letterario e visivo. ( )
  bobparr | Dec 14, 2014 |
Reading this was a very odd experience, since it's a bit of a dry run for the extraordinary Your Face Tomorrow... which I read first. 'YFT' is a half line from Shakespeare's Henry IV (late 1590s), while TitBToM is a line from Richard III (early 1590s), so it's possible that Marias will eventually write books with titles lifted from the later Roman plays. That would be fun.

More importantly, the themes of YFT (i.e., our continual attempts to 'know' people despite the fact that they will always slip away from us) are mostly present in this book, too, but the focus is much more on the incredible density of human social connections, and the fact that we can't opt out of that incredible density without destroying ourselves and, quite often, the lives of others. Any of our actions inevitably ties us up in an almost infinite number of consequences, as Victor finds out when he nearly but doesn't quite manage to have a one night stand with Marta (she dies in his arms). He's soon caught up in the petty dramas of the dead woman's family and, we're given to believe, will probably at least date her sister.

I'm still uncertain about the middle sections of the book, which tell of Victor's previous marriage. It's not obvious to me what they're doing there, although it might just be a digression (one of the conceits of the book is that Victor learned Anglo-Saxon, and that there's an Anglo-Saxon word for the relationship between two men who've slept with the same woman; this leads Victor to remember the most prominent of his sexual partners). That might be the only connection--the death of another man's wife bringing to mind his own ex-wife, a relationship that was no more stable than Marta's.

In any case, Marias' style and his recent preoccupations are all on display here. If you're considering looking at YFT, this is a good test. There's more 'action' in YFT, but this is much shorter and easier to grasp. Both titles are philosophically astute, gorgeously written and endlessly fascinating in a post-Proustian kind of way. ( )
  stillatim | Dec 29, 2013 |

It was my good fortune to be notified today by my local library that the book I had requested had been delivered to my branch and was available for me to pick up at my earliest convenience. The timing came at no better instant of my day as I was to complete within the hour my first full exposure to the work of Javier Marías. I confess to anyone considering what I might have to say on this matter that the reading of Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me took me longer than I initially anticipated. It wasn't any fault of the writer as I found the book quite interesting. The reading was mysterious and suspenseful, and even philosophical enough to make me question much of my own life and those of the persons I was reading of. There were enough twists and turns to keep me occupied and wanting always each day to read more. But it tired me instead of the opposite. It wore me out. The weight was too heavy at times though Marías has a way of comforting and humoring even the most curmudgeonly obtuse reader such as the person I sometimes know I can be.

I was never quite sure who I was dealing with on the pages of this wonderfully written (and translated) novel. Even after finishing the book over an hour ago I still am not sure what I read or even why it was written. Victor, the narrator, reminds us several times that everyone has a story to tell and in it, in the telling of it, liberties can be taken whereas the teller becomes better and the recipient less than a receptor of the actuality and more a vessel for a continuing deceit. Hard to argue with that logic as I know my memory is no longer now to be fully trusted. I also tend to expound in too great of detail and to also disparage at times in almost criminal ways, enough to admit some sense of guilt in lying to you or even to myself it seems. However I try so hard not to do so. But even this may be another falsity as I have come to distrust myself in even the most trivial matters.

It is better I think for reviews to be written by those who know better. I am not a Javier Marías fan. Not yet, though I am thinking that after buying up most of his oeuvre based on this one book I read that it may at some point come to me as possibly knowing a thing or two about what it is I am reading by him. But not yet. I am too new. Call me a novice if you wish and I will be pleased with the spirit of your forgiveness. The book I walked four blocks to acquire in order to read is another Marías title called Written Lives, and on first peek it appears exactly what I need right now. I love to read about authors and what other writers think of them. Most of it may not be true, but if it is well-written I am always impressed and entertained immensely. And for the record I find it hard to consider potential-lover Victor any more a creep than the dead woman's husband, father, sister, and friends were, and the only character left not convicted by me would be the son who lost far more than all of the characters combined. ( )
  MSarki | Oct 10, 2013 |
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Per Mercedes López-Ballesteros, che mi ha sentito dire la frase di Bakio e ha conservato per me le mie righe.
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No one ever expects that they might some day find themselves with a dead woman in their arms, a woman whose face they will never see again, but whose name they will remember.
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Sembra un dato di fatto che l'uomo - e forse la donna ancora di più - abbia bisogno di una certa dose di finzione, vale a dire, abbia bisogno dell'immaginario oltre che dell'accaduto e del reale. Non mi spingerei fino al punto di usare espressioni che trovo risapute o kitsch, come affermare che l'essere umano ha biosgno di "sognare" o di "evadere" (un verbo, quest'ultimo, molto mal visto negli anni settanta, sia detto en passant. Preferisco dire che ha bisogno di conoscere il possibile oltre che il vero, le congetture e le ipotesi e i fallimenti oltre ai fatti, ciò che è stato tralasciato e ciò che avrebbe potuto essere oltre a quello che è stato. Qiando si parla della vita di un uomo o di una donna, quando se ne traccia una ricapitolazione o un riassunto, quando se ne racconta la storia o la biografia, in un dizionario o in una enciclopedia o in una cronaca chiacchierando tra amici, si è soliti raccontare ciò che quella persona ha portato a compimento e ciò che è effettivamente accaduto. In fondo, tutti abbiamo la stessa tendenza, vale a dire quella di vederci nelle diverse fasi della nostra vita come risultato e compendio di ciò che è accaduto e di ciò che abbiamo ottenuto e di ciò che abbiamo realizzato, come se fosse soltanto questo che costituisce la nostra esistenza. E dimentichiamo che quasi sempre le vite delle persone non sono soltanto questo: ogni percorso si compone anche delle nostre perdite e dei nostri rifiuti, delle nostre omissioni e dei nostri desideri insoddisfatti, di ciò che una volta abbiamo tralasciato o non abbiamo scelto o non abbiamo ottenuto, delle numerose possibilità che nella maggior parte dei casi non sono giunte a realizzarsi - tutte tranne una, alla fin fine -, delle nostre esitazioni e dei nostri sogni, dei progetti falliti e delle aspirazioni false e deboli, delle paure che ci hanno paralizzato, di ciò che abbiamo abbandonato e di ciò che ci ha abbandonati. Insomma, noi persone forse consistiamo tanto in ciò che siamo quanto in ciò che siamo stati, tanto in cio che è verificabile e quantificabile quanto in ciò che è più incerto, indeciso e sfumato, forse siamo fatti in egual misura di ciò che è stato e di ciò che avrebbe potuto essere.

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From "the most subtle and gifted writer in contemporary Spanish literature" (Boston Globe), a riveting novel of infidelity and a man trapped by a terrible secret.

"No one ever suspects," begins Tomorrow in the Battle Think On Me, "that they might one day find themselves with a dead woman in their arms.... Marta has just met Victor when she invites him to dinner at her Madrid apartment while her husband is away on business. When her two-year-old son finally falls asleep, Marta and Victor retreat to the bedroom. Undressing, she feels suddenly ill; and in his arms, inexplicably, she dies.

What should Victor do? Remove the compromising tape from the phone machine? Leave food for the child, for breakfast? These are just his first steps, but he soon takes matters further; unable to bear the shadows and the unknowing, Victor plunges into dark waters. And Javier Marías, Europe's master of secrets, of what lies reveal and truth may conceal, is on sure ground in this profound, quirky, and marvelous novel. "Brilliantly imagined and hugely intricate," as La Vanguardia noted, "it is a novel one reads with enormous pleasure."

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While in bed with a lover, a married woman has a heart attack and dies. What should the lover do, besides feed the baby and discreetly leave the house? The problem is aggravated by his inability to keep a secret. A Spanish tale.

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