“The finest crime-fiction writer in the Spanish language...”The London Times
“Full of atmosphere and descriptions to savour, this is as much a life-affirming tribute to Havana as a fine novel of death and detection.”The Independent
“Police work is not merely a vocation but a metaphor for a futile yearning to solve the island’s deepest crimes and misdemeanours.”Times Literary Supplement
Mario Conde has retired from the police force and makes a living trading in antique books. Havana is now flooded with dollars, populated by pimps, prostitutes, drug dealers, and other hunters of the night. In the book collection of a rich Cuban who fled after the fall of Batista, Conde discovers an article about Violeta del Rio, a beautiful bolero singer of the 1950s who disappeared mysteriously. A murder soon follows. This is a crime story set in today’s darker Cuba, but it is also an evocation of the Havana of Batista, the city of a hundred night clubs where the paths of Marlon Brando and Meyer Lansky crossed.
Probably Leonardo Padura’s best book, Havana Fever is many things: a suspenseful crime novel, a cruel family saga, and an ode to literature and his beloved, ravaged island.
|Publisher:||Bitter Lemon Press, Ltd|
|Series:||Mario Conde Series|
|Product dimensions:||5.00(w) x 7.70(h) x 1.00(d)|
About the Author
Leonardo Padura was born in 1955 in Havana and lives in Cuba. He has published a number of novels, short story collections and literary essays but international fame came with the Havana Quartet, all featuring Inspector Mario Conde, of which Havana Blue is the third to be available in English Critically acclaimed translator known for extensive work on Juan Goytisolo. Also translated Daniel Chavarria and Pedro de Alarcon from Cuba.
Leonardo Padura has just won the 2015 Princess of Asturias Literary prize for his life’s work. This prize is said to be the Spanish Nobel Prize. Previous winners include Philip Roth, John Banville, Margaret Atwood, Amin Maalouf and Ismail Kadare. Padura is most famous for his Inspector Mario Conde novels, all published in English by Bitter Lemon Press.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Small print. I wanted to make people aware that this edition, although quality paperback, has very small print. I'm sorry I have nothing else to say about the book, I looked forward to reading it but couldn't because of the print size. I plan to buy another book of the author's.
Mario Conde (the Count) has retired from the Police Force (where he was magnificently portrayed in Padura's Havana(s) Blue, Yellow, Red and Black (and Adios Hemingway) . a humanitarian and one of the common folk first, Conde is a lover of books. He's also a wannabe writer with a love-hate relationship with Ernest Hemingway (although in this adventure, Conde is obsessed with JD Salinger) and the wonderful protagonist of one of Cuba's most prized possessions, Leonardo Padura Fuentes and his Havana series of literary mysteries. I first met Mario Conde after picking up Havana Blue in a small bookstore in Greenwich Village. What a find. After reading less than half the book, I ordered the remainders and have since read each of them twice. Then, much like the Cuban "Crisis" described in Havana Fever (the ongoing lack of basic necessities), I experienced a drought of Padura until I was recently contacted to review his latest gift to readers everywhere. And a gift it is. It is now 2003 and Mario Conde is retired from official police work and has gone into the antique book buying/selling business to survive (literally to eat). During one of his daily slogs through the city trying to find books he might buy and then resell to others hawking books, he comes across a literal library of Cuban (and foreign) literary gold. The estate where he finds the library, the people inhabiting it and the history of all that has happened there is brought to life amidst the background of a 1950's mysterious bolero singer (Violeta del Rio), who may or may not have been semi-involved with Conde's father. Padura reacquaints his readers with Conde's friends, an eclectic cast of characters who also serve as his family. His best friend is Skinny Carlos (who is actually very much overweight and confined to a wheelchair from a war wound in Angola); Carlos's mom, Josefina, cooks them meals (born of the dollars from Conde's book business) which Padura describes with absolute teasing in mind (after reading Havana Black, my wife and I searched Brooklyn for Cuban cuisine) and trust me, the teasing works. After 6 Conde books I can still smell and nearly taste a simple cup of coffee because of the relevance Padura's characters assign it. After hearing Skinny Carlos call Conde a savage a few dozen times, I instantly felt at home with Conde's crew yet again and the adventure was on. I too wanted to know if Conde's father was connected with the mysterious singer; I too wanted to know what had happened to her. And when there's a murder and Conde is a suspect, the stakes were raised even higher. I won't give away spoilers, but I will recommend Havana Fever (and all the Havana's that came before it) to any readers interested in history, politics, art, current affairs, cooking, coffee and above all else, great literature. Padura is a Cuban treasure this reader can't get enough of. Much like Daniel Woodrell here in the states, Padura is perhaps more a literary writer than a crime fiction writer (if one needs to attach a genre). As a reader, I am at home in Padura's Cuba. As a writer, I am overwhelmed and most humbled. Havana Fever is another gem from a literary master.
In 2003, over a decade since the collapse of the Soviet Union, Cubans, having lost its Russian subsidy, most live in abject poverty. In that environs, Mario Conde left the police department over fourteen years ago to follow a dream though he knows the state of the economy could sink his efforts to become a successful antiquarian book dealer. He loves looking at book treasures in personal libraries although he feels for the family forced to avoid starvation. He visits a dilapidated mansion that is home to starving siblings who must sell books they probably do not own; as the former wealthy patron most likely fled over decades ago to Florida. Conde is excited by the historical collection and tenderly looks at each volume. Inside one of the books, he finds a cut out of the Battista era bolero singer Violeta del Rio, which to his shock seems to possess Conde with a thirst to know the truth. Though warned to ignore his obsession, unable to resist, he needs to learn whether she killed herself in the 1950s as reported and how she is connected to the impoverished family who owns the collection. His inquiry takes an ironic lethal spin when one his hosts is murdered and the police suspect Conde. The latest Conde Havana investigative tale is a great entry in an excellent series. Although no longer a cop trying to bring justice in the corrupt Castro Communist Cuba as he did in his colorful four police procedurals, Conde cannot stop himself from applying those skills. Besides leading to a modern day homicide and threats to his life, the key to this terrific story line is a contrast between pre and post Fidel with the populace coming full circle back into abject poverty (as if the Castro years never happened; similar to the stock market and the Bush era). Harriet Klausner