Opinions?

opinions?

what even happened tho

Juan Preciado was in a literal hell created by his father's unrequited love.

was it hell? i thought it was maybe just some kind of ethereal plane

Why did he write so little?

One of the absolute greatest works of universal literature. Rulfo admits to being heavily influenced by Faulkner, and really that's probably the best comparison I can admit. Really, every damn word in there is necessary (at least in the original), nothing is out of place. I think either Angeles Mastretta or Elena Poniatowska once tried reprove that Rulfo uses a certain idiom or expression somewhere in the middle of the book which is only used in urban or metropolitan Mexico, but that's too much like splitting hairs.

I once tried to argue in an academic essay that it's plot is comparable to Wuthering Heights, but in a more brutal and sarcastic tone, and set in rural Mexico.

He ahead, read it. I bet you can find it for free anywhere you look. It'll take you a couple of hours, an afternoon at most. You won't regret it.

One of my favorites, but it must be readed in Spanish

It was more of a purgatory. But really, the point it's that Comala is an earthly place, not hell or purgatory or anything like that.

>Faulkner

Rulfo said he had read Faulkner like once, and every other time he denied it. It really doesn't matter whether there is influence there or not. It's as if everyone tries to justify Rulfo as a great writer by saying that Faulkner influenced him, and thus he is great because Faulkner is too, when actually the sheer genius and poetic power of Rulfo doesn't need any outside reference or justification for it to be great. Even your comparison with Wuthering Heights perpetuates that, even if you didn't mean it.

He didn't feel like writing anything else. Not that he needed too. In any case, he wrote a lot of prologues, letters, and essays, which have yet to be properly collected. Hell, he even translated Rilke.

Are they translated into Iglesias?

What?