Around a terrifying opening scene (a luxury restaurant server gets hit by a client), Fortune Sila told us about the fate of several characters, recounting the events that led them to have the means to access this restaurant and the events that followed. Choir-book par excellence, where the characters meet, where the son knot and untie continually, we plunge into it with relish, thanks to the style of the author, very fluid while being demanding. We attaches great characters, we love them or loathe them, they make us pity or that we are building, and we follow their life with passion. Around the characters, especially the author takes the opportunity to paint a portrait of a period governed by money. Accordingly, the reader plunges with dismay in the butchering of the former USSR by the oligarchs before emptying in the cutthroat world of trading or the excessive subprime. These environments are addressed through the prism of the naivety of a major character or by the cynicism of another, they are still very real, but especially cruel. It is rather unfortunate that the author gives only a dim view of all these environments. Certainly they have nothing to celebrate, certainly they grind men, but a touch of hope would have been welcome, to avoid falling into too strong Manichaeism. Nevertheless, it is impossible to release the book before reading is completed before each character finds its end (almost logic). And once rested the book, the characters we miss already.
