A beautiful style and talent.

Meursault, against survey / Kamel Daoud
First of the subject.
The author, Kemal Daoud in this book wants to pay tribute in the form of counterpoint "abroad" of Albert Camus and seventy years after its publication. It is therefore necessary to have read Camus' novel before reading this story. Roman said that Haroun shaped dislodges "this strange book in which he tells a murder with the genius of a mathematician considered a dead leaf"
The facts: "A French kills an Arab lying on a deserted beach. It is two o'clock, this is summer 1942. Five shots followed of a trial. Assassin was sentenced to death for evil buried his mother and talking with her with too much indifference. Technically, the murder is due to sunlight or pure loisiveté. "
Kamel Daoud staged Haroun, the narrator, who remembers seventy years after frustration with the facts. Her brother Larabe killed in 1942 by Meursault, caters to the reader. This is what I suppose is good that it appears in a bar and talking to himself.
Meursault, a being plagued loisiveté and labsurde, and who committed a crime without a real reason, in a majestic nonchalance according Haroun.
And the Arab who is unnamed in the novel by Camus and whose body has a name it has never recovered: Moussa. A name that you need to restore it.
"My brother ¢ â`¬â Moussa. He had a name. But it will remain Larabe, and forever. "
We are then in 1962, twenty years later and the independence of lAlgérie is there. Haroun speaks of colonial lépoque:
"We, we were the ghosts of this country when the settlers were abusing it and walking bells there, cypress and storks. "
"Now senfuient settlers, they often leave us three things: bones, roads and words or dead"
And the story will tip:
"Cétaient the first days of the independence. During this strange time, one could kill without concern "
Haroun as Meursault will kill. One way of revenge.
The shape then.
The style is beautiful and colorful with a poetic nuance. It can become critical and acerbic when needed. With a background of bitterness and resentment. And even of rebellion and controversy.
"When jécoute recite the Qur'an, I have the feeling that he did not book but comes dun dune dispute between the sky and a creature! Religion to me is a public transport that I do not take. Jaime go to that God, walk sil must, but not traveling organiséCest lheure of prayer that I hate the most. ..Crier I do not pray, I do not do my ablutions, I do not fast, I never Nirai pilgrimage and I drink wine than done and so, the air that makes it better. Screaming that I am free and God is a question, not an answer "
Beautiful pass.
"Just look at the group that goes down there, and the girl with her veil on her head so what do not even know what a body quest, this quest desire. What do you do with such people? "
Haroun going to meet Meriem, too interpelée by the history of Meursault. Meriem quHaroun a beautiful woman will love passionately:
"It belongs to a kind of women who, today, has disappeared in this country: free, conquering rebellious living body as a gift, not as a sin or a shame. "
A passage to meditate
The analysis finally.
Kamel Daoud recognizes Doeuvre head of the Camus novel. Her character identifies the points of the story that hurt him or appear inaccurate him, as women object of contention between Raymond, lami Meursault (friend who perhaps has never existed according Haroun), and Larabe, a woman who fact would not his sister but her friend. And there, Haroun has terrible words about lépoque who saw Moussa defend the honor of a woman:
"Defending women and their thighs! I figure quaprès losing their land, their wells and livestock, it remained only their wives. "
Kamel Daoud attempts in this book dopposer the world and the act of absurd absurdity Meursault to his country today and its relevant and realistic attack against lIslam not going to earn him than friends. He succeeded brilliantly lont but as some readers said, he wants to say too much and sometimes it gets a bit long and rambling.
But the bet by Kamel Daoud tried to conduct a survey against the murder of Meursault and its sidelines is a good time of French literature: in fact, Kamel Daoud use of our language with talent and it is a pleasure to read his beautiful lines.