Crisp and confident . . . an inspired piece of historical recollection that has cajones without ever taking itself too seriously.” —Michael Palin
“Flashing back and forth between 1958 and the present, Adios Hemingway is an elegantly turned meditation on the cold realities of age, the waning of strength and beauty and the production of literary myth. There is also . . . some dexterous symbolic work with a pair of Ava Gardner’s knickers. . . . Adios Hemingway reads cleanly and feels simple, but in his dreamy, dogged pursuit of Hemingway . . . the former Inspector Conde is as psycholiterary a gumshoe as any Paul Auster fan could wish for.” —The New York Times Book Review
“La Finca Vigia is, in many ways, the most compelling character in the novel, with its views of Havana, its cockfighting ring in the backyard under the mango tree, the trophies and books that line the walls and the artillery (from handguns to a Thompson machine gun) still hidden in it closets. This is a salty, fast novel, written around an obsession that has swamped lesser writers.” —Susan Salter Reynolds, Los Angeles Times
“He provides a detailed and credible portrait of Hemingway’s last days in Cuba in this entertaining literary whodunit. Perfect for readers of detective fiction who happen to be Hemingway aficionados.” —William Gargan, Library Journal
“A masterful exhumation that writers, students of American writing, and, indeed, anyone who is growing old, might want to keep on their shelves and re-read once a year. . . . Fuentes takes pains to remind us that this is a novel, that 'the Hemingway of this work is, naturally, a Hemingway of fiction.' He is, however, a Hemingway who lingers.” —Robert Mayer, Santa Fe New Mexican
“One of Cuba’s bright literary lights has created a mystery-thriller that’s part police investigation, part revealing look at Ernest Hemingway’s later years.” —Allen Pierleoni, Sacramento Bee
“This is a tough and intriguing little tale with a breezy island style.” —Steve Paul, Kansas City Star
“Adios Hemingway succeeds. . . . Its descriptions of Havana, in the time of both Hemingway and Conde, make the reader long for languid afternoons, the smell of fried malanga and the burn of Cuban rum. . . . An easygoing yet intelligent novel that’s set in a rich, exotic land. And that makes it the perfect summer read.” —Paul V. Griffith, Nashville Scene
“A beautiful, involved, intense portrait of the writer, revealing his most authentic face.” —Liberaziane
