This is the Goncourt for those who are afraid of Goncourt (like the finalist last year, The truth of the matter Harry Québert ultimately distinguished by students), the novel about the Great War for those the subject may not attract at first in a novel. For it is impossible to close it!
The introduction is a bit long (but it is absolutely necessary, it is important not to get discouraged!). The characters take time to settle but the transplant takes, sustainably. The factual material gives the patient construction and extremely effective gives the body of the story, its relentless course. Rest irony, cynicism burning, absolutely cleaner, which increases the pages and gives the weight of this fresco masterpiece. Much more than a critical time, it is that of a civilization clash of crags, the battlefield of the war, which once stored the guns, tear sees the darker edges human characters, these dark corners that we know, that one feels, which splendor and misery of our species.
Then one jubilant, but reading of bias: it is impossible to laugh lightly. It devours one eye only, but a hungry and insatiable eye! Everything is true because everything is so human. Until more unlikely. What a success! It is never enough ...