However, as and when my reading progresses, a huge annoyance seizes me. I like reading a warmed soulless and tasteless "L'Empire des Anges".
I no longer recognize the subtlety of my favorite author, I feel I have before me a sloppy book which operates a little more the theme of "the afterlife" so if push and imvraisemblable boredom arrives faster than fervor.
I can not even compare this ridiculous rag for the best book I've read, namely "Les Thanatonautes". Nothing that had touched me, enthralled, moved in this novel is found here. Werber would have done better to stop after "Empire of Angels", which is less flavorful than "Les Thanatonautes" but is still a pearl ...