Neurasthenic

This big novel did not convince me, and I stopped reading at about half. Yet it is not really poorly written, or even mistranslated (translator myself, I spotted a few mistakes but nothing dishonorable). The lack of interest that I have experienced to hold him in part to its very flat style, devoid of lyricism (unfortunately not to the point of falling into icy - but extraordinary - a drought Houellebecq), and which in fact seems more appropriate to the narration of various facts.

The second way has this poor woman-tiger to be quite expansive, and is still more a matter of taste, this is close to the narrative principle with much of the South American literature (please insert the returns Besides judiciously García Márquez), this approach in onion skin, by stacking stories and hoping it makes a book. Several times I have thought about Bread and storm Stefano Benni, some love it, and I found personally terribly boring. Presumably this is also the case here.

Both mood incompatibilities that I always had the impression of having almost completely forgotten what it was when I was back, with ever smaller appetite, reading this book, and find me in a foreign land.