"(...) he was traveling in slow motion on this narrow road lined with tall grass. He played as a dream in which we have fully settled the sharpness of the image and sound adjusted reliefs and density up to give the appearance of hallucinatory reality. A dream whose time has not been distorted as in the real dreams but would rather remained constant and realistic. "
As always, it took me a few days to digest this novel by Jean-Claude Mourlevat and find the words to talk about it. Because like every time I came out confused, a little taken aback, as of course delighted. I have not liked everything yet but that's the strength of this writer: it creates such worlds balance between the obscure and wonderful it is not known to resist it, we let ourselves go through writing, the characters and we accept the moments of uncertainty as they are offset by a story we did not want to let go. In
Terran , Anne looks at her sister with a desperate desire that makes him brave all dangers, starting with that crazy to judge itself by crossing, in good conscience, the boundary of the intangible world humans. There she discovers a parallel universe populated by beings as perfect (healthy, devoid of the passions of men) frightening and pathetic (just as wholesome and devoid of passion!). A parallel world that fears but catching earth. A parallel world where everything is sanitized, protected but yet sometimes when people sit down because they will never recover until their distress is great.
The story is strange, startling but what I liked most is the characters: we see Anne grow and assert itself, his sister Gabrielle, who is the other way, it so sure of his fate in the early and fragile then: The old writer, Stephen, moving and captivating, Madame Stormiwell for which we admire but we tremble; Bran which is wary and will gradually lead the reader to change its look ...
Terran novel is a very disturbing because this world which claims so antithetical to ours looks like him: those people who fear and shun humans, who do everything to protect ourselves and are proud of them do not breathe as me is reminiscent of some of our behavior, not the most glorious ... Indeed, fear and rejection of the Other, sanitizing are not the preserve of those things that matter! There is
Bluebeard but also the extermination camp (how not to think about in the pages devoted to Estrellas?) In this novel ... With
Terran , Jean-Claude Mourlevat offers us a novel that, by leading us on a simple little country road, tips us into a world (not quite?) Imaginary one does not follow quite unharmed.
Photo of JC Mourlevat was borrowed on the site Babelio .
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