In the body of the dead

Summer 1942 Algiers. A murder has been committed by a French Arab. From this tragedy, the murderer draws a book that made him famous worldwide. But the family of the victim, it is totally forgotten.
It is the brother Hannour, the youngest, who will have to take on the body of the brother, the body never found, and atone to death a crime whose mother makes him responsible because he is alive and not his brother. He must accomplish to survive the vengeance of his mother. A deadly mother who also haunts his body, his thoughts, acts and directs his orders him to avenge the honor of the brother, Moussa, thus excluding the life, love and desire.

Paradoxically, it is by learning French, the language of the murderer happens to escape the madness of his mother and the guilt she continues to make her porter.Une language that finally brings him a mental universe, inaccessible to the mother.

By offering it the act required of him, he releases it but thinking about getting rid of the ghost of his brother who kept haunting him, he load another corpse, that of an innocent as the was his own brother.

In this world where the dead annihilate the existence of living in the name of honor, conventions, rules to respect, love, desire, joy are outlawed, an insult in a world where the collective is always more the individual. Thus, life can not hatch it in hiding, that of a foreign language, or rejection of religion.

A truly beautiful book, written in a poetic language, uncompromising, where we have the right to hate the mother not to practice religion and go to bars. Or another word that the official thinking can finally exist. A wonder.