This book focuses primarily upon two real-life characters: Ella Lynch, an attractive Irish courtesan, and Franco, a Paraguayan dictactor-in-the-making. The story begans with Ella in Paris as she is dumped by her Russian count lover. Franco, also in Paris, admires her from afar as he first views her adeptly riding a horse. He then unrelentingly courts her. After seemingly one night with Franco, she packs up with him and goes to Paraguay.
In the beginning, I admit that I liked it because there was a sense of foreboding and danger as she follows Franco, who is showing signs of brutality, to Paraguay, an isolated country unfriendly to outsiders which Franco's family runs. I thought- how will this turn out? Will there be conflict between them? Will she get homesick? Will he beat her, trap her, or kill her? Will she escape back to Paris?
None of those things. In fact, the moment she steps onto Paraguayan soil, the plot stops. Ella becomes a shallow, superficial character who cares more about her fancy clothes even though she seems to recognize what a brutal tyrant her care-giver is. Franco wages wars that were never explained or fully realized, except to provide you with snippets of battles here and there. The author chooses to present Ella one-dimensionally and Franco, even more so. Thus, you never really attach yourself to either one.
In the "end" (if you can call it that), I thought, what was the point? Were you supposed to like Ella and sympathize with her? Were you supposed to think, "that's what she gets because she's so shallow?"
Overall, while the author exhibits some writing talent (i.e., she can cobble together some beautiful sentences), she cannot tell a story.
Avoid at all costs. I say that rarely disliking any book I read.