El amo bueno is a novel built over an anarchic plot that manages to keep its events totally secret. Three dogs dig a tunnel in the garden of a house on 14th July Street in Buenos Aires. They sniff around a geography that is neutral and impersonal but nonetheless filled with ghosts. The remains of a textile factory, the smell of an old fire, empty warehouses, spilled gas, all appear as fragments of the history of a city against the memory of its ruins.
At the same time, the novel is a reflection on the banality of art. The voices of Fogwill, Duchamp, the black on black of Malevich, Charlie Parker playing only for a cow, and the echoes of the avant-garde all reverberate here. El amo bueno stages a combat: one between language and the specter of literature claiming its right to die.
RIGHTS: spanish MARDULCE | french NOIR SUR BLANC