Here ’ s a link to the Quarterly Conversation review of Hopscotch, it ’ s honestl a very good review, and does a fine job elucidating this book ’ s ualities and its value in the realm of literature, if I ere to write a proper review of he book it would hav a shadow plagiarization of this: http: //quarterlyconversation.com/hops ... Or you could go read Jimmy ’ s review, which, as I ’ ve said below, is one of the finest and most fun reviews here on Goodreads- do yourselves a favou and get to know Jimmy ’ s writing: https: //www.goodreads.com/review/show ... For me, his second go at reading Hopscotch was a wonderful lesson in not trusting my first impressions, which, as we should all begin to realize, are at the very least always revisable as we get closer to a thing or a subject, and are often utterly overturned or reversed, and we are proved not only mistaken in our initial judgment, but sometimes laughably in the wrong altogether.
Read in this manner, the structure itself is a bliss of fragmented puzzling, where correspondences float beneath seemingly disparate sections, doublings and multiplications of resonances are given voice, illuminations rise like will-o ’ -the-wisps in the daw of reading, and the mind is kept off-kilter and at attention and attuned to receiving many tones at once- thus the obsession with jazz, how we listen to a line from Dizzy announce the theme but completely transmuted, later on in the tune, recognizable more by a feeling and instinct than explicitly drawn.It is said of Hopscotch that it is “ a young an ’ s book ”, I guess meaning that it is one of hose books better read early in life, when one is more open to oddities and playful impressionism, elements that read as whimsical or seem to lack the seriousness or gravity expected of maturity.
Sure, I wasn ’ t prepared the first go round for the simplicit of Cortazar ’ s writing, which resists categorization and cliche so strongly it often feels loose ( improvised), and brings the ( false) impression of not holding its center- again, as does great jazz, here I think Ornette Coleman comes to mind as a good analogy, his compositions feel precarious and about to spin to pieces but are pinned by the tightest of tonal structures ...
Janus-faced Hopscotch reminds us to resist this at the very core of our being, that all the paths we take will be equally mistaken- we look back and can only decide on whether we have been made crooked or straight nails ( chapter 41 is of the utmost importance to the book)- as we now, straight nails have always known their destiny and slide easily into their purpose, while crooked nails must find unique forms to fulfill themselves.
Cortazar not only incorporates these notions into the plot and characterization of Hopscotch, the structure he invented for his book makes it a literal part of the reading experience- he has made a labyrinth for us to hold in our hands, live with, carry beside us- another labyrinth, of pages and print, to accompany the labyrinth in our skulls.It gets my highest recommendation.
sometimes licking leads to liking and vice versa ...) about this book Hopscotch which I never really gave a proper chance and which I am jumping into again.
I attribute this to envy and the ham-handed convention that nowadays seems to prevail everywhere in this business that asks, Who does he think he is? " Wait, that was clearly much more Theroux 's own invective against reviewers than about Hopscotch as a memoi.