Vacuum and still empty

I'm not one to spit on the writings of Amélie Nothomb and to see it as a pure marketing product, but now I go out of my usual reserve to assert:
* Amélie has not tired to align approximate clichés about nostalgia (confused with melancholy).
* Amelie gives in the stack of banalities: a former lover, a nanny: ah the time goes!
* Amélie feels and can not share: it refers the reader to speculate because it is constantly in the home unspeakable.
* Amélie has one thing to say and that thing is contained in the title.
* Amélie's "arrival" she says "famous writer" plays divas and is comparable to the biggest.
* Amélie does not care about his readers: it sells them dearly pages that a schoolboy would have written an idle evening of blues.

Still, some nuggets: these quotes other writers!
Victor Hugo would have written about the readings of a writer: "do not drink cow's milk." We must believe that, without comparing it to a bovid, Amélie Nothomb has been nurtured to desserts.