The translator Anthony Kerrigan has compared the work of Camilo José Cela, the 1989 winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, to that of Louis-Ferdinand Céline and Curzio Malaparte. These are, Kerrigan writes, “ferocious writers, truculent, badly spoken, foul mouthed.” However provocative and disturbing, they are also flat-out dazzling as writers, whose sentences, as rigorous as riotous, lodge like knives in the reader's mind. Cela called himself a proponent of “uglyism,” of “nothingism.” But he has the knack, the critic Américo Castro reminds us, of deploying those “nothings and lacks” to construct beauty.