Viaje al fin de la memoria
Gastón García Marinozzi

 NOVEL | 2015 | 

In the wake of September 11th, an Argentine journalists embarks on a road trip from Mexico City to New York as the world—and his own existence—seem to crumble before his eyes. 

Mario Palmero is an Argentine journalist living in Mexico City. On September 11th, 2001, Palmero is sent to cover the attacks on the Twin Towers in New York. With all flights to and from the United States grounded for several days, he is forced to drive non-stop for three days and three nights, convinced that the Third World War is about to erupt before his eyes. Two war photographers share the journey with him: A malicious European war correspondent whose career is in decline and an old Latin American journalist who is haunted by his own scruples. As they travel across a land on the brink of conflict, Palmero is forced to examine his own life, past and present: from his childhood under the Argentine dictatorship, to his forced exile and the rising violence that surrounds him in Mexico. Soon the journey across the United States becomes a merciless examination of what threatens humanity at any given moment. 

A powerful novel in the tradition of the great road-novels about Mexico. Cambio de piel, Mantra and The Savage Detectives.
— Martín Caparrós
Significant this first work of fiction by Gastón García Marinozzi: disturbing, ironic, funny, catastrophic. It will be a fiction-road-movie or a simulated autobiography? Novel in which the life of the narrator - and perhaps the author – is contaminated by the crucial developments that have altered the world of today, as a result of the attack on the Twin Towers in New York, the more refined construction of a figure unfortunately classic: the refugee. That figure which made tell Amoz Os when awarded in Germany: “Refugees and survivors strive to build a homeland despite all adversities.
— Margo Glantz
Viaje al fin de la memoria needs little text to say a lot. In just a single page it can link a story or recreate an atmosphere in such a minimal way and with such a acreful and perfect narrative that we feel obligued to go over the pages once and again to certify its achievements.
— Marcelo Larraquy, Revista Ñ
A text to meditate and to enjoy the prose as spur of the memory.
— Rodolfo Guzmán, Proceso