This book is about "the very special moment of the game when, as if by magic, an attack becomes possible." I have this vision of Marin as an elderly Klingon, waving his flask of blood wine and regaling you with the most fantastic stories! It's like he's sitting in front of you with a chess board, showing you everything, pausing for effect, slamming down a devastating move then demonstrating why there is no good reply to it. He's with you, he's involved, he's enthusiastic, passionate. The text is alive. It's more like reading a novel than a chess book! These must be his own words; no translator is mentioned.