Knowing, amusing and definitely Gallic this novel is so French-farcical that I could almost see the Cage Aux Folles screenplay. The reader conspires with a reformed but inveterate collector as he seemingly conquers his almost autistic urges in order to win his wife and lead a 'normal' life. Resolve eventually crumbles as he admires his wife's legs whilst cleaning their windows, but ever-more desperate attempts to engineer and 'collect' these moments leads to much confusion . . .
(Clive Yelf - bwl 61 Summer 2011 ) |
