Sometimes life is strange and sad: René Barjavel, which has always advocated, both the virtues of love with a capital A, timeless, and the lack of some reflection, that leads to stupidity and War, in this its most destructive, lost his life following a stupid and gratuitous attack on the subway. . . in the depths, he describes so admirable and so incredible in "The Night of the time." This love story that crosses the ages, and shows us that man is very little and ALL at once. The tone is dreamy, lyrical, sometimes philosophical, sometimes a tad naive, but this does not affect the consistency of the novel, as if we had the naivety to expect to love a life without men trying to destroy this love. And passing from one stage to the softer the utter fury, all in scenery and a completely hallucinatory world, 100,000 times more modern technology than ours, while all this happens there 900,000 years. Well found on the themes dear to Barjavel: the creation of the universe, religion. . . Sometimes, therefore, a little naive in tone. . but also a visionary: the novel, written in 1966, evokes a student revolt for equality and against war. . . You want to tell Elea Païkan and we love them, they are beautiful, that their love is beautiful, and we are sorry for them that they are human: it is the beginning of their end .
