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Nagasaki

Nagasaki, Eric Faye, Editions Stock, 2010

The title of this very short novel and the story presented on the back cover made me buy the last book of Eric Faye.

Grand Prize of the French Academy, he tells a true story rather unusual Japanese: A Framework for a weather station's gloomy everyday lives alone, between a job that takes up the evenings and his quiet life quiet when he goes home.

And in his home, specifically, he sees strange things. Details that differ between his departure and return.

He feels that his familiar universe is slightly different each time. So after a while it starts to ask questions ... "Well I put my knacks here yet ??!!» or" But I was certain, however, there were 367 sugar red white and 7 in my sugar. Duffer! "...

Wondering if it is not going crazy, he decides to mount a small camera connected to the Internet and see what happens at home when he is not there, all from his office ...

Et .. Your daaam! He quickly understands why his rations weetabix lose weight each day a little more, and that's really a mystery because I do not know if you've tasted, but it's really gross.

Good, Well, he discovers the pot to the roses and then follow after the unfortunate history of the little mouse that has eaten weetabix and forgot to reseal the package to not get caught.

And then, once the torture of his past history - yes it's really sad, but at the same time, it's boring! - The novel ends with a condemnation of the evil capitalist society? No. On a critical time ? Hmm. I not know in fact. It ends like a blank, flat, very French style, a little fishtail like "here I must finish the story and I move on."

So I'm a bit naughty, naughty. Especially as I enjoyed writing and the place and the subject of departure had anything to attract me.

Alas, this novel is soft, the characters are bland and morality in the French sounds like old hat to Yann Arthus-Bertrand: it's tiring at the end ... People have eyes, ears and brain that work in most cases. No need to add yet another layer ...

It's a shame and at the same time, I confess that I want to read another book by this author, to give him another chance, because he writes well and that is when rather rare nowadays.

But maybe I've been immersed in a world too Japanese to be homesick? It is true that by adding the whole "alien" of Japanese society, habits and customs, through the mode of living, etc. ... Maybe this makes it the least feeble story? Alas, I am not well placed to tell. I expect good Obviously your comments on this topic.

It turns out that this book was part of my small selection of travel. Fortunately, he was in good company ... Very, very well accompanied by Invisible, by Paul Auster ... That has nothing to do. What I can not compare. Him, I really sucked ...

Nagasaki, a Japanese vacuum by Eric Faye

[François Nicaise]


Mood musical: Antoine Corriveau, St-Maurice / Logan (Independent, 2011)