The world has behaved enough great writers (Flaubert, Cortazar, Biely, Nabokov, Burroughs, Joyce, Cervantes ...) to liven up our imagination. But this happened fireball named Céline who monstrous 2 pounds (travel and Death on) has shaken our certainty that revered writers. Or the story of a giant walking on the Lilliputians. Of all his books, Death on is the biggest in my opinion. Probably because it transposes and pushes the most comical and dramatic situations at their peak. From all this, it shows an incredible book, teeming with life, laughter and despair. But what is most amazing still is that we decide not to celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of the disappearance of the greatest writer of all time. Certainly, the man was not necessarily advisable but be aware to share things. And in my opinion, anyway, Celine had said everything in his first 2 books and the rest of his work is very far from living up to them.