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- Read Levrero translator Annie McDermott’s piece on our Ampersand blog about her trip to Uruguay, where she learned more about Mario Levrero’s lasting impact, including a school of writing and socks.
- Read more on Juan Pablo Villalobos’s thoughts on Levrero, here.
‘I half-wondered if Empty Words was his shot at Thomas Bernhard; in particular, the Austrian’s 1982 novel Concrete, about another sickly procrastinator blaming all and sundry for his inability to finish a book, although Levrero – at least on this evidence – feels the sunnier writer, relishing the mundane comedy of household dynamics as much as more cosmic jokes of existence. [...] As a calling card for Levrero’s talent, it’s certainly enticing.’
‘We are all his children.’
‘Levrero became a cult figure in his native Uruguay, and after reading this book it’s easy to see why.’
‘An eccentric, funny, and original novel: philosophical but playful, short but obsessive, ironic but desperate, and theoretical but intimate.’
‘Mario Levrero is the great discovery of the century for Latin American literature.’
Juan Pablo Villalobos
'Creator of one of the most intriguing, thought-provoking bodies of work in the Spanish language, Levrero is an author who challenges the canonical idea of Latin American literature. You must read him.'
‘Mario Levrero is a genius.’
Antonio Muñoz Molina
‘Style and imagination like Levrero’s are rare in Spanish-language literature.’
‘Levrero is Kafka’s ‘everyday’ flip side, a shadow of Camus with a comical take.’
‘A lighthearted wisdom beats in every sentence of Empty Words, a little masterpiece by Mario Levrero, who is, to me, one of the funniest and most influential writers of recent times. This book might change your life, or at least your handwriting.’