Review from a Transgressive Fiction Fan

The novel begins with the words:
“Mother died today. Or yesterday maybe, I don’t know.”
The laconic style sets an invariable counterpoint to the poetic, occasionally ornamented artistic language.
Albert Camus gilded as one of the most important literary and philosophical thinkers of the post-war period. The Nobel Prize laureate of 1957, which also focused on political questions before. The novel is an absurd work, up to the last sentence. He is also in the position in which the death-journey of a man who has already stagnated in life, who recalls, at the moment of the expected death, that life whose level is not retarded, war for many the conscience of France.

“Insightful” Review from a Mainstream Reader

I thought this book was a waste of time about a guy who was wasting his existence. I guess I wouldn’t make a very good existentialist.

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