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First published January 1, 2007
Unlike writers in the more developed countries of the world, third-world writers don't have the luxury of devoting themselves completely to the development of their personal writing style or technique. They have an extra task, what I would call "nation building." Perhaps a writer shouldn't have to have this task, but in the third world, participating in nation building is, I feel, an honor, not a burden.
I have now read four of his books. The first one I read was Revulsion, perhaps his best work, certainly his most arresting, a long declamation against El Salvador for which Castellanos Moya received death threats that obliged him to leave the country for a life in exile.
Revulsion is not only an adaptation of folktales or the expression of a writer's profound disillusionment in the face of his moral and political circumstances, but also a stylistic experiment that parodies the work of Bernhard; it is a novel that will make you die laughing.
Unfortunately, very few people in El Salvador have read Bernhard and even fewer have maintained a good sense of humor. One doesn't joke about homeland. This is a popular saying not only in El Salvador, but also in Chile and Cuba, in Peru and Mexico, and even in Austria and some other European countries. If Castellanos Moya were Bosnian or Kosovar he wouldn't even have ben able to board a plane to leave the country. And therein lies one of the great virtues of this book: nationalists of all stripes can't stand it. Its sharp humor, not unlike a a Buster Keaton film or a time bomb, have an uncontrollable desire to hang the author in the town square. I can't think of a higher honor for the writer.