Nachdem Mitte des 19. Jahrhunderts der fortschrittsgläubige Journalist Miguel Altamirano zwischen die Fronten der kolumbischen Parteien gerät, muss er die Hauptstadt Bogota verlassen und lässt sich in Panama nieder, wo er sich in den Dienst von Lesseps Kanalgesellschaft stellt und die Idee des interozeanischen Kanals preist. Sein nicht-ehelicher Sohn José Altamirano folgt ihm nach, versucht jedoch- im Gegensatz zu seinem Vater - sich von den politischen Strömungen der Zeit fernzuhalten. Doch die Geschichte des Landes bestimmt auch sein Schicksal und so trägt er letztlich entscheidend zur Abspaltung Panamas bei.

Vásquez Werk besteht aus der in der Ich-Perspektive verfassten Lebensgeschichte (und -beichte) des José Altamirano, welche eng verbunden ist mit der Geschichte der Vereinigten Staaten von Kolumbien und deren panamaischen Provinz. Vásquez schildert die Wirren der kolumbianischen Politik, das Werden des panamaischen Staats, die nordamerikanische Intervention und vor allem die Wendungen bei Planung und Bau des Panamakanals von den ersten Ideen und den im Panamaskandal gegipfelten untauglichen Versuchen Ferdinand de Lesseps bishin zum heute existenten Meisterwerk der Ingenieurskunst zwischen Atlantik und Pazifik. Diese Wendungen verknüpft er meisterhaft mit dem Leben des Hauptprotagonisten und macht diesen sohin zu einem beredten Zeugen einer spannenden Epoche voller politischer, sozialer und wissenschaftlichen Umwälzungen.

Für Leser mit Interesse an lateinamerikanischer Geschichte, historischer Ingenieurskunst und Technik ist Vásquez Roman sohin ein Muss. Doch der Autor bietet zudem noch einen Kniff, der aus seiner Geschichte mehr als nur einen historischen Roman macht: Er lässt seiner Fabulierkunst insofern freien Lauf, als er José Altamiranos Lebensbeichte mit Joseph Conrads Abenteuerroman "Nostromo", welcher im fiktiven Costaguana spielt, verknüpft. Altamirano bezichtigt den berühmten polnisch-britischen Autor, seine Geschichte auf unlauterem Weg abgekupfert zu haben, was dazu führt, dass Vásquez Bericht von der geheimen Geschichte Costaguanas auch zu einer- stellenweise sehr humorvollen - Abrechnung mit Conrad wird, was dem Roman zusätzlichen Verve verleiht. ( )

Londres, 1903. José Altamirano, colombiano de nacimiento, acaba de llegar de un país caribeño de cuyo nombre ya quisiera olvidarse. Arrastra consigo varias culpas y una historia de la cual se arrepiente, ha sido testigo de las cosas más terribles que le pueden pasar a una persona y también a un país. Pero nunca habría imaginado el encuentro que el destino tenía programado para él. Nunca habría imaginado lo que ocurriría después de conocer al famoso novelista Joseph Conrad.

I was disappointed by this book and was tempted to quit reading it at almost every point. In retrospect, I guess I'm slightly glad I read it, but only slightly.

The first chapter promises a brilliant novel that intersperses the personal history of the fictional narrator, with the "true" history of end of nineteenth century Colombia and Panama and the "secret" history of Joseph Conrad and how he came to write Nostromo.

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to work. Too much of the style seems like trite pastiche, the history is far too detailed with long sections that just list the generals and colonels who are fighting, and the "secret" history and Conrad portions never really come together in a satisfying matter and almost seem peripheral.

That said, some of the writing is very good, some of the characters are interesting, and the general tableau of Latin American political strife, American interference, and the early days of the canal are all interesting. ( )

Set in Panama in the 19th Century, reflecting both the history of the Panama Canal and the intertwined ficionalized story of how Teodor Korzeniowski became Joseph Conrad. ( )

This review first appeared on my blog: http://www.knittingandsundries.com/2011/07/secret-history-of-costaguana-by-juan....

In this rather convoluted tale, the narrator, Jose Altamarano, the illegitimate son of a married cynic and an idealistic Renaissance man, poor, anonymous, exiled and Colombian, tells the reader how his story was hijacked by the Great Novelist (caps from the novel) Joseph Conrad, and twisted into Nostromo.

Through various anecdotes, scraps of history, and personal recollections, we read about an unconventional life from the son of an unconventional union: a journalist father who eventually becomes a propaganda machine for the building of the Panama Canal, and a married woman whose husband kills himself when he finds out that she is pregnant by another man.

There is a great mix of tragedy, history, and personal drama that should make this a wonderful historical tale. There are also flashes of brilliance in the writing that will probably land this one on one or more long-and-shortlists for a literary award. For THIS reader, however, the writing style was difficult to muddle through. More often than not, I found myself backtracking, because whatever I'd just read didn't 'gel' in my mind to something I could understand (and on a couple of these occasions, even reading it over didn't help). I must admit that I haven't read Nostromo, and I knew almost nothing of the history of Colombia and Panama, so someone with a deeper background may not have some of the same issues with it. It also simply may not have translated over very well.

This one is not for the casual reader; it's like certain movies - if you look away from them for a minute or two, you simply can't figure out what's going on. In this novel, you have to pay attention, or you'll find yourself scratching your head and going back a page or two to catch up. I've included some quotes that are illustrative of the writing style and may help guide you into knowing if this book is right for you. I think that some readers will LOVE it, and some, like me, will merely like it, feeling that it should have been a better reading experience for them.

QUOTES (from an ARC; may be different in final copy):

In other words, leave it all in my hands. I'll decide when and how to tell what I want to tell, when to hide, when to reveal, when to lose myself in the nooks and crannies of my memory for the mere pleasure of doing so. Here I shall tell you of implausible murders and unpredictable hangings, elegant declarations of war and slovenly peace accords, of fires and floods and intriguing ships and conspiratorial trains; but somehow all that I tell you will be aimed at explaining and explaining to myself, link by link, the chain of events that provoked the encounter for which my life was destined.

You'll see, with the passing of the years and the reflection on the subjects of this book, which I'm now writing, I have discovered what undoubtedly comes as no surprise to anyone: that stories in the world, all the stories that are known and told and remembered, all those little stories that for some reason matter to us and which gradually fit together without us noticing to compose the fearful fresco of Great History, they are juxtaposed, touching, intersecting: none of them exists on their own. How to wrest a linear tale from this? Impossible, I fear.

After the fire, "sixteen Panamanians were admitted to the hospital with breathing troubles," wrote my father (the breathing trouble consisted of the fact that they were not breathing, because the sixteen Panamanians were dead). In my father's article, the Canal workers were "true war heroes" who had defended the "Eighth Wonder" tooth and nail, and whose enemy was "fearsome nature" (no mention was made of fearsome democracies).

Writing: 3.5 out of 5 stars
Plot: 4.5 out of 5 stars
Characters: 3.5 out of 5 stars
Reading Immersion: 3 out 5 stars

BOOK RATING: 3.6 out of 5 stars ( )