What about Robert proper names? This is a book that, from the first pages, makes us want to do nothing but read. The reader discovers the tragedy in which the small Plectrude was born, the fairy world of his childhood and his more chaotic passage through adolescence. Reading is nice because the flood of words is easy, and the player can only go with the natural flow ... to the end of the trip ... or rather ... until the discovery by Ionesco Plectrude ... That's where the fun is spoiled .... because this meeting can only lead to an absurd end ... But here the absurd seems churlish: not because the reader wants to read absolutely sensible that end could reassure him about the fate of the heroine, but because this purpose seems clumsy and fast ... as if the narrator was eager to move on and he finished his story by the first idea that it would be passed through the head. Ultimately, this absurd episode is poorly constructed, and unfortunately, the reader closes the book with a terrible disappointment that even the delight of the rest of the book can not make him forget.