"I say, I who never speaks, there is no life without desire and the dead have no more. Neither project, or impatience."

Haiti, January 2010. A few days before the terrible earthquake. We follow Lucina that returned to Port-au-Prince to announce the death of his sister Tine, the simple-minded who loved to laugh with men, Saul who refuses to play the dune nurse little Blanche, the old Tess who lives in a former brothel surrounded by his friends. And still others, former Tonton Macoutes, domestic life, young students, who will see their life changed a few days later.

This is again after the very successful "Hurricane" - a tangled history, where wealth and poverty alongside former executioner and revolutionary youth who thirst for freedom and démancipation. This is the novel of miscegenation, of Creole atmosphere with its gods and voodoo black magic and celebration of life, even if all this is death. With a superb final that addresses a recurring theme at Laurent Gaude (and I naborderai no further here, not to spoil the surprise)

This is a nervous and dense narrative that leaves no respite. And always this beautiful language, singing at the service of this writing impatient, the urgency to enter into life. We feel the writer on edge, trying to control the tidal wave of sensations and emotions. Personally jaurai liked just a little to let go, to a less controlled result, less wise, less agreed. For a real powerful party, an orgy of words, a limaginaire party and senses. Jai impression quau over time Laurent Gaudé sapproche this paroxysm of this fire dartifice where everyone will read the story that he wants to read, where everyone will go his interpretation of this swarming mass, abundant. A crude novel, dense novel, a novel as a gift.