Adversary, adversity, aversion

Romand is antipathetic to me. Cowardly, manipulative, cold calculator, bigot mystic tortured ego shabby (but not
lacking a true understanding) ... The way he mercilessly massacred his family, and is supremely râté him, enough to my aversion (and the book supports this position).
But the fascination is the unspeakable human ...
Carrère's book, besides being well written, is captivating. It updates the workings of life
Roman chased through a judicious cross between his life before the murders and the next (and trial
he attended, and the Criminal reactions) .From his first lie to the ultimate (though one wonders
reading, if he is able to live without fantasize ...), the tormented writer tries to enter the
mystery and complexity of Romand, and to uncover the cracks. Admittedly, we did not deal with a
killer "classic" (and it can not become a close, almost familiar) .... And we feel the wounds that make: Social pantomime, obligation of eternal representation, staging, room bourgeoisie, omnipotent and christianity hypocrite.

It could be a character in a novel, theater, a Tartuffe. It is smaller, and very real. And more
close ...
If Carrère is shared doubts, compassion, fear, need to understand, it leaves us on our own
emotions. In another life, another body, Romand was a marginal, dreamily beside his pumps.
But, he wanted everything: wife, children, mistress of living ... spoiled child. Narcisse Médéesque, Minotaur
mythomane lost in the maze of cowardice and deceit, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. The pathetic child who cries wolf ...
Monstrous, surely. In what he fascinates and disgusts us, always. Abroad, ever.