I picked this book up after seeing "Conrad" on the spine of a pretty, illustrated hardcover book on an ancient, sprawling shelf on the 3rd floor of Ohio Books in Cincinnati. I did not recognize a book titled "Matador" by Joseph Conrad and only after investigating did I learn of a Barnaby Conrad (who turns out, is quite a character).
I also recently wrote a short story myself, titled, "Modern Matador", so I bought it due to the serendipitous encounter.
It is a quick and enjoyable read. Upon starting it, it reads like solid literature—the prose a cut below contemporaries and those that come before.
It felt solid until the final bullfighting scene. The tension, anticipation, drama, romance of the climax had my eyes darting line by line as fast as I could without skimming. For the final 2 chapters the book is worth a read.
Felt like it opens up the inner universe of a Torero from "The Sun Also Rises" and immerses you with great passion and love for the sport and culture.