100 Years of Solitude
A few days ago (on Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s birthday), Netflix announced it had acquired rights to Gabo’s Nobel-winning novel 100 Years of Solitude. My Twitter feed was alight with both cheers and jeers for this moment. While it’s wonderful to increase exposure to his works, it’s also a slippery slope in representation. I’m hopeful about the production, partly because it’ll be filmed in Spanish, mostly in Colombia. I’m wary because it just doesn’t seem like the kind of story that can possibly be portrayed on the screen.
Despite the back and forth and conflicted feelings about visual media’s march into literary media, I am also excited about this development for selfish reasons. Any increase in the public’s understanding of and appreciation for magical realism will undoubtedly help me and my memoir. So go ahead and tell your friends. Read my book and then watch the series (or, I supposed, you could do it the other way around).