Title : Lake - Jean Echenoz - book
Franck Chopin is not one of those men who had a purpose in life very early on. There was no vocation in this individual other than that of veterinarian, around the age of ten, when he so loved treating small mammals, then at twenty that of leader of the world revolution (Marx, Engels, Lenin, Chopin) - then nothing. Then he went on to study science, which brought him back to caring for animals - but his object of study became the insect, the fly more precisely, which is a type that is not treated. And four or five times in his life, he disappeared for two months; as he knew few people, no one was too worried. "Echenoz loves places. He has a mad talent for suggesting, describing an anonymous residence, an artificial lake, a Parisian train station, all the poetry of Paris in the windows of an RER. He is from that journalistic and traveling generation that no longer believes in the novel, as Balzac did: naively. » (Jacques-Pierre Amette, Le Point) « Lac's narrator doesn't just multiply the twists and turns without taking himself seriously. Pieces of reality are captured in the meshes and shimmers of his descriptions for laughs. The suburbs, for example, are present with an intensity that will inform future historians about Parisian urban planning in the 1980s. It will do so better than photographs, because smells lurk around the jumble of forms, destinies slip through them, and customs are imprinted there, as on the demolition walls where shreds of worn wallpaper remain hanging from the headboards of beds, hanging soap dishes, and other vestiges of fossilized daily gestures. Lac also bears witness to the disjointed way of speaking and remaining silent, in the same era - ours. Film producers would be well advised to spot the high notes of the lines. » (Bertrand Poirot-Delpech, Le Monde)
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EAN : 9782707320520
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