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| | Salon.com Books | "The Cave" by Jose Saramago |
 | | Saramago's work is more about his graceful weave of language, characters and ideas, his courtly first-person-plural voice with its digressions and soliloquies on the nature of storytelling or the contradictions of parenthood or the way dogs observe human beings, than about the final pattern his books assume. |
 | | On this archetypal David-vs.-Goliath framework, Saramago drapes the distinctive flow of his prose, what you might call his 19th century postmodernism, with its run-on paragraphs of unpunctuated dialogue, its extended asides, its frequent direct address to the reader. |
 | | It's his profligate interest in life, his storyteller's joy with words, his understanding that the realms of experience and ideas need not be separate, his belief in the possibility of finding love and changing your life at any age, his lyricism on such subjects as food and sleep, his undiluted affection for all his characters. |
| www.salon.com /books/review/2002/12/05/saramago (969 words) |
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