The reader will have been made aware of what Mario Vargas Llosa points out on page 241 of this novel long before that time, but the author's disclaimer on that page that the events of his story could be fodder for a soap opera, or at best are the stuff of Dickens rather than Tolstoy, has a refreshing honesty. This is not the Vargas Llosa of The Feast of the Goat or The War of the End of the World, but Hero is well constructed and offers its own surprises and pleasures.
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