What bandit!

I did not know at all the character or the story of Bruno Sulak, this "gentleman robber". So I made his acquaintance when the original pen Philippe Jaenada has restored life for a book. Jaenada, I do not know him, but he enrolled in this narrative fashion that I had discovered in Emmanuel Carrère, and that is also found in Laurent Binet, which allows the author to exist in the narrative, to share his impressions, his emotions, when he is speaking to us someone else. Somehow, it's a bit egocentric wanting to be talked about when we speak of others, but you get used to the style, though digressions nothing to the bottom of the story.

Jaenada therefore presents Sulak, a biography without being one that begins in a rather messy, since it runs parallel to the debut of several characters who will then have their importance in the story. This Sulak, it fascinates: it's a pretty boy, clever but not wise, whose ideas in the background does not really call for debate; the kind of gangster morality we are trying to sell us the cinema has existed.

From the pen of the author exploits the one follows from that become public enemy number one shortly after Mesrine, who could boast of having never injured anyone during his many burglaries! Its great moments in his tragic downfall (literally and figuratively), Sulak dream reminds France of the years 70-80 with just enough nostalgia to make us want to be part of the band. The story ends with an uncertainty which surrounded the death of Sulak, and the certainty of having lost a bandit like we have done more.

So long, Bruno.