Torreton unleashes a talent to revive her grandmother.
Happiness is actually very simple things in house granny, a sunny house in the Norman drizzles "that would have been classified in the current Z nomenclature of consumed energy level"
We see granny, granny with her blouse, playing dominoes on a Formica table in his damp house in Normandy.
We hear granny, transistor sizzling, Julien Lepers scorekeeper, the sound of rain
We feel granny that the smell of pie is dirt, apple and polish ...
And the silence and the void left by the departure of granny ...
It's just beautiful, touching, funny and fresh as a small Normandy rain.
A story that is not without recall the tribute to Jean Rouaud his grandparents in the sublime "Fields of Honour"
A unique but universal granny ... .. This is the granny of Torreton, but it's also my granny and it will surely necessarily yours ...
Mr Torreton thank you for giving me these beautiful moments of reading, for lending me your granny ...
As we lend a balloon or ball ...
