I am just finishing the book of Carrère. 600 pages (obviously on Kindle) in 3 days. What a surprise! What bliss! Perhaps we should have been dissident and apostate to understand from the inside and enjoy the original approach of the author, too sober and uncompromising fervor for his past; that tone that belongs to her, this irony tinged here and there of a repressed impulse, to abruptly abundant and uninhibited in its quest to engage his "I" as a whole (and also his personal environment, professional, friendly. ..). There is passion in this book, a hint of melancholy and a huge job. Chapeau! A real painstaking task turtleneck! And I must admit here that this unexpected pad, complete sincerity, absolutely free (thank you also for the few pages of pornography frank and delightful feminine!) I returned as a pancake and put back on the path of greedy and joyful spirituality. What could have done obviously no traditional exegesis book stinking sacristy much as the narrow Catholicism! Yes, there are exciting in these pages as much as stripping, a kind of hunger, enthusiasm, bite, humor, juvenility, provocation, curiosity in all directions - in a modern word - which can only reenchant a former priest turned militant atheist but having kept intact thirst of an ancient fascination. (Ex we cherish - even though they (they) have alienated us - how to blame them and repudiate definitively) As for not being on the list of Goncourt, Carrère should be delighted he fact that seems to grant yet some credit to his former idol hammered: "The first shall be last, the last shall be first." So everything is for the best and as all that is public is empty, often adulterated, here is our 5th Gospel temporarily protected commercial blemishes and vainglory of 'sepulchres bleached' Academy!
In short, if we had to sum up in two words my views on this Bible (finally) modern and artfully reinterpreted with hysterical fervor strand of a Mary Magdalene enamored, well I exclaim: "THANKS, EMMANUEL "
