Monday, February 20, 2012

Barreto's GABRIELA by Amado

I admit I imagined el Turco a bit less glamerous than Marcello Mastroinni. For the rest there is enough naturaleza to ground the heavenly sights, and scents, enough to allow us to believe in terrestrial paradise: from the dust of Bahia to wispy waves, and oh the night.

There are those who will have a hard time getting past all the nudity, and that is a shame. It is they who gets stuck on the breasts. For those who accept them as they come, there is tenderness, the fold of a knee across a sleeper's thigh, and most of all playfulness. Gabriela is a delight!

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