Remains essential; a huge text, a literary Moloch monolithic impressive effayant and seductive as the devil. Such a force emerges over the bloody pages, we succumb to the implacable machine. Invigorating, electrifying a moment one tries to recover, to step back, to flee as the victims of the island, but no, let's be honest, writing Laurent Obertone is stronger than all, the event, Breivik himself.
Utoya beats the literature on the only ground that still gives him a reason to exist ,: that of evil. "It does not make good littérautre with good feelings," and Lawrence Obertone applies in winner has to honor the word of Gide.
It is a physical experience, a 12-round bout. We must accept this break to accommodate appropriately the extraordinary Dimmension, sometimes icy, mechanical Here clinically sometimes peaceful and detached, almost poetic of his most beautiful phrases as horrendous as the acts and thoughts.
Obertone Laurent built his pace a work of which we barely make out the contours, blurring rather suits him well. Want it to last, to escape the bullets. Otherwise we will have nothing to read.
