"She wore hair a little longer than in the past. Her blond hair was mixed with money. His face retained the simple beauty was the brand. No sooner had they wrinkle fabric with a thin network of injuries. The weather had filed it with his fatigue and weight, like dust. Was it the years lived without seeing that made me believe her younger than she really was? "After the death of his mother, the narrator returns to the scene of his childhood in a small northern town flooded by the flooded river. During the three days he will arise where the missing figures, that of mother of course, once loved more than anything, and the more disturbing of the absent father whose legend says he died in a distant war. Roman poignancy when, with small touches, Philippe Claudel explores filial love with extreme delicacy and surprising reserve.
ago as soothing nostalgia in this short novel, modesty and delicacy visible on every page. This is as good as reading the words as soft as a caress ... ...
For one day flood, the narrator arrives in a northern town, which we know nothing, to bury his mother that he does has not seen for 16 years. The narrator says nothing specific about this place, but one or two indices will not leave indifferent pastry the "white blackbird" if known greedy Nancy-based driver (my youth that rara avis) where the little boy ate St Epvre sweetness ... .. well known Nancy. What part of autobiography includes a novel? Philippe Claudel is Nancy-based driver ... ...
As a painter, our narrator, the tip of his brush, indulges his memories, his regrets. This mother has little known, he left sixteen years ago, he'll remember with infinite tenderness, while about to make his last trip with her. He arrived carrying a mystery, he chooses, finally not to waive, without regrets.
An ode to the mother, all mothers, those who are still there that one girl, and those that are more, but it keeps forever in the depths of self thousand and one memories, some sorrow, a face which over time fades, but never erased. Thank you Mr. Claudel
this oasis of sweetness tinged with melancholy without sadness.
"lice, it has full a mother, there's only one! "
Philippe Claudel-Folio No. 4357 - 182 pages
Philippe Claudel was born in 1962. He is the author of Souls gray (price Renaudot 2003, Grand Prize of literary readers of Elle in 2004, voted best book of 2003 by the literary magazine Lire, translated into nearly thirty countries), and the little girl Monsieur Linh (Stock, 2005). A few hundred regret, initially published by Balland, received the Marcel Pagnol in 2000.
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