Since I’m currently attempting to finish and enjoying a long Victorian novel, I was still craving the sensation of finishing a book. I set out to find a short book that I could finish and came across Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel García Márquez.
What intrigued me about this book was that it was based on a real event set in Colombia. I wanted to be able to read about little details of what life was like in this part of Colombia during a different time since it was written in 1981, although I’m not entirely sure what era this story itself was set in.
Thankfully, I did get plenty of that from this book. I got plenty of little details of what everyday life was like in this small town even though it was surrounded by this horrifying incident (the murder) that would take place and everyone’s foreknowledge of it.
At first I was a little confused as to why this would make a good story. But as I learned more about the events surrounding this crime, I became just as intrigued by the same questions posed by the narrator, “Why did this happen?” “Why didn’t anyone do anything to avoid it?” “Was the victim just as aware?” “Why didn’t he do anything to avoid it either?”
The narrator sets out to understand what happened surrounding this crime about 20+ years later. Why was it able to be executed in spite of everyone’s foreknowledge that Santiago Nasar would be killed at the hands of these two twin men in search of avenging their sister’s honor?
As we read, we go back and forth from past to present and back and forth through different perspectives. The twin brothers Vicario are very vocal about their intentions to everyone in town. They are so vocal about it that people don’t really believe it’s gong to happen. Everyone seems to take a very laid-back approach to their threats of killing Santiago Nasar and go about their lives. As you learn of others’ perspectives, you might even question whether they knew it would indeed happen, and their lack of interest in impeding this incident is because of a deep desire that he would be murdered.
I enjoyed this book because it was short and kept me engaged. Since it wasn’t very linear you kind of had to piece the story together as the author revealed different details through the day in the lives of the other people on the day Santiago Nasar was murdered. I also got little glimpses of life within this town — there was a big religious event taking place that day that kept everyone busy. There were different shop owners getting for their normal day, although they were aware that Santiago Nasar would be murdered. Since this story takes place by a city in the coast of Colombia there are little details of life by the shore, what food some of the people are preparing for the day, details of the kind of clothes they would wear. These were the little things I enjoyed reading, in spite the very heavy circumstance that this story is surrounded by.
One thing I wasn’t able to keep up with was the name of different minor characters and who they were, perhaps because it is a short book so the author does not spend too much time on each or because I simply wanted to get through the book. But I think that is something that can be easily fixed upon a reread, which I don’t mind doing. I was still able to follow along the story in spite of that.
Overall, this book gave me what I was looking for: a short story to finish and details of everyday life in a different culture in spite of the violent details surrounding this murder which I eventually came to be intrigued by as well. It was also my first time reading a book by Gabriel García Márquez. He was an author I wanted to become familiar with for a while since he is a very well known Colombian author, which is where my family is from. I read this book in Spanish but there’s also an English translation available.
Chronicle of a Death Foretold
Author: Gabriel García Márquez
Publisher: Vintage, Reprint Edition
Publication Date: October 2003 (originally published in 1981)
Contributor: Nathalie Dorado-Fields is a stay at home mother who lives in Mount Vernon, Ohio.