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I will try to provide elements for everyone to improve their perception of the work. Obviously, people who know what they are looking for here encenseront this latest installment while those who do not like the right of writers eager to hate it.
For me (so that all know that comments), I am a fan of the first hour of Obertone, I read all his works right out.
The France Big Brother, what is it like kind of book? Well this is a kind of continuation of the work of George Orwell, 1984, but that would take place here and now, with the real public figures of our daily lives. There we find many quotes from 1984 mixed with figures and comments from our newspapers and televisions. So, much like Utoya, we see constantly mixing the real and the imaginary. Because of the powerful effect of style, the reader is deliberately destabilized, not reaching it difficult to disentangle fact from fiction, the fantasy of the ordinary. If you know (or you remember) Orwell's novel, which is my case, you will not have the impression of great originality (unlike Utoya, which was a UFO on the bottom like form). Thus, if we read The Big Brother France, it is for the bottom and particularly the last two chapters with "Godel" (a part of the Party who begins to doubt) and the intervention of Big Brother himself, which are quite remarkable. Laurent Obertone shows in this final denouement full extent of his literary talent (he writes very good) and the uniqueness of its analysis. Godel, we guess it's Laurent Obertone that is expressed. In as usual he had accustomed us to seffacer behind his subject (former journalist reflex?) This passage is all the more striking.

What is his analysis? This is a very original approach to a French thinker, it is between Orwell's 1984 and the "idocracy" Mike Judge film. Also included references to Christopher Lasch, who certainly influenced in my opinion (it does not mention it, but the idea of ​​an original and demanding individual responsibility is the founder in this book). It is not in romanticism as so often in France, but in rationality, cold Cartesian and cutting like a scalpel.

Is a book to be read? Well to be honest, reading a Obertone, and this one is no exception, it is not really a good time. Not because of the style of course, as you (re) find the creaking and cynical humor that is his trademark and sophisticated but always clear French. The most that can you blame him lenchaînement between chapters, which are always abrupt and ultimately not really fluid (the worst being Clockwork Orange for once). No, the brilliance of this book is the background, black, desperate, but lucid, so lucid that one comes to be an idiot not to have understood all alone earlier.

Laurent Obertone is awareness of the evil that is produced by the system, for us and because of us. It not accusing anyone except ourselves, forcing us to look us in the eyes, to contemplate our renunciations and weaknesses in the race for existence.

What is missing in this book end? It lacks to me the idea of ​​the "divine transcendence" that little something to hold on us (simple and fragile human) to face the ultimate evil. Obertone Laurent invites us to action "heroic" face of evil (ours, that of others, the great evil too). But few of us can, what it yet perfectly conscious. For next time?