This book I had read reviews from readers and I reserved to read quietly, when I have time and would be sure not to be disturbed. But I do not expect that punch, this emotion, this tension that reminded me reading Kindly, my throat knotted often; and yet this joy of reading.
I'm usually a quick drive, but then I have lived more than ten hours with Brodeck ten full hours, almost without interruption, without even eating, rereading a sentence, another, repeating the story, recalling a passage that I wanted find.
The subject I will not speak, others - many - have done here before me. How Philippe Claudel addresses the "deals" alone would be sufficient to make this book a great book. But language is so beautiful, so pure, so completed under an apparent simplicity that I enjoyed every sentence, every page.
A literary critic wrote it a few months ago that parents and teachers who want to convince older children or students can bring the happiness that reading a novel should advise their reading of it. He was right: Brodeck report is a great lesson, both French, humanity and - also - history.
