En los años ochenta en Lagos de Moreno, un pueblo donde hay más vacas que personas y más curas que vacas, una familia más bien pobre intenta sobreponerse a los estrambóticos peligros de vivir en México. El padre, profesor de civismo filohelénico, se obstina en practicar el arte del insulto, mientras la madre prepara cientos de quesadillas para atender a los manoteos de su numerosa prole: Aristóteles, Orestes, Arquíloco, Calímaco, Electra, Cástor y Pólux. Confinados en una precaria casa, presencian la revuelta de los cristeros contra el PRI y su enésimo fraude electoral.

Rating: 4.5* of five

The Publisher Says: It’s the eighties in Lagos de Moreno—a town where there are more cows than people, and more priests than cows—and a poor family struggles to overcome the bizarre dangers of living in Mexico. The father, a high school civics teacher, insists on practicing and teaching the art of the insult, while the mother prepares hundreds of quesadillas to serve to their numerous progeny: Aristotle, Orestes, Archilochus, Callimachus, Electra, Castor, and Pollux. Confined to their home, the family bears witness to the revolt against the Institutional Revolutionary Party and their umpteenth electoral fraud. This political upheaval is only the beginning of son Orestes’s adventures and his uproarious crusade against the boredom of rustic life and the tyranny of his older brother.

Both profoundly moving and wildly funny, Juan Pablo Villalobos’s Quesadillas is a satiric masterpiece, chock-full of inseminated cows, Polish immigrants, religious pilgrims, alien spacecraft, psychedelic watermelons, and many, many “your mama” insults.

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My Review: I do not think there is another author alive who can make such a painfully, angrily critical book about inequality so damned funny. Foul-mouthed Oreste blasts your wimpy Norteño eyes with some deeply "offensive" cursing, swearing, and blasphemy.

I, of course, loved it.

You need to be warned, though, lest you fall into one of those performative swoons that are so absurd and typical of the US readers. Lots and lots and lots of pearl-clutching fun to be had, of course, howling about your delicate sensibilities! But you can't claim to be blindsided. I'm telling you clearly, now, before you pick it up, that this teenager's mouth is not going to sound good to you.

To me, it was a welcome return to honest, gut-deep youthful outrage at the hideous, genuinely offensive to proper sensibility calibration, social crimes and thefts. Nothing in this flensingly honest shout of outrage should shock you more than the cruelty, the sheer shocking indifference, of the economic elites.

I encourage the easily-offended pearl-clutching fools to read it because it will offend them. They need offending. ( )

3.5 stars. Absurd. Hilarious. Absurd and hilarious. ( )

A novel that wanders, has no focus, and ends strangely as though a miracle was needed to tie it together. But the boy's smart-assed voice struggling for enough quesadillas--enough of everything--keep you going. Also the characters: mother, father, siblings, Polish neighbors, mop-haired cop, athe cows, and the spaceship aliens; and the down home life in small village Mexico; and, of course, the political struggles. Worth a read; just enjoy and don't expect a great work of art. ( )

Genuinely funny all the way through. Much preferred this the Villalobos' previous book Down The Rabbit Hole. Also one of the best book so far from the And Other Stories cannon (albeit this is still one of the earlier titles). ( )