A Gauntlet

My reading week has suffered. My health also took a hit from a freakish cold which ravaged my workplace. Ordinarily this would boost my reading opportunities. Such wasn't the case this week. The culprit is Bela Tarr; his device was Satantango: all seven hours and fifteen minutes of it.

I came home this evening still weedy from congestion and was greeted by my lovely Mrs. - who informed me that she has finished Bolano's Amulet. I do hope to read further tonight in The Conqueror.