A non-mathematicians deconseiller. For mathematicians for that matter.

This book aims to tell what happens in the head of a mathematician. It is a process that combines creativity, rigor, which brings joy and frustration. It's a long process, very exhausting, and with its share of disappointments and unexpected finds. Who better than Cedric Villani, very mediatic laureate medal of Fields (regarded as the most prestigious reward in mathematics), to tell such a process? The character is very lyrical each has each of its interventions, so it seemed a good idea to entrust the task to live in the secular poetry and creativity of the work mathematical.

Unfortunately, after reading the book, the previous question becomes clear "Who worse than Cedric Villani?". The book is elitist, delighting the author has to tell his invitations to the most prestigious universities. We do not learn much about the resolution process of a mathematical enigma, the various emails between the teacher and his colleague bringing nothing apart an impenetrable jargon for non-mathematicians. The "explanations" about the work of Villani has summarize statements of theorems. In English! Because yes, Mr. Villani is not afraid to exclude readings that would not have much culture itself ...

In short, once the book closes, we know absolutely nothing more to mathematics ... Worse, the reader is consolidating in the idea that mathematics is an elitist science, made by funny people that never go out of their ivory towers. A eviter!