El vuelo de la reina

I just wanted to read a book in Spanish. The acclaimed author of “Santa Evita” seemed to be a good choice to me. Indeed, it was. The novel starts rather confusing by switching time levels. I dare to claim with intention in oder to leave things unclear and mysterious.
The initial scene is a description of a guy who observes obsessively a young woman in an apartment across the street. The “guy” – it turns out – is a powerful newspaper editor in Buenos Aires. In snippets between long observation sessions the reader learns about his life and a late passionate love which totally trashes his way of being: self-assured, commanding, brilliant, admired, feared – the essence of power. This power will be seriously and inadvertently – almost innocently – challenged. Towards the end the novel takes up pace and you realize well thought-out it is. The good thing is that you, the reader, will be subtly suggested many final solutions. many of them even stay possible after the last page.
As a side-note here: Whilst I was reading the book I flavored my Portuguese with Argentinian-Spanish expressions and grammar. I never did this before since I learned Spanish in Chile. Maybe the similarity of the use of the Portuguese “você” and the Argentinean equivalent “vos”, which is also an anomaly in the Spanish language.