Pascale

A novel that sets itself in a very stereotyped occupied France... It's an american fantasy of France. I couldn't believe in any of the characters, seems like the author's tried to make them deep and driven by strong emotions, but I felt it rang shallow, too forced and clumsy. The storylines are all too similar to many other tales of WW2, and could have been successful, if written with more personality and a unique angle.
Plus... some parts don't even make sense : anachronisms, sudden impossible change of sceneries, inconsistencies... :(

One line saves the start of the book though :
“I reach for the hanging handle that controls the attic steps. The stairs unfold from the ceiling like a gentleman extending his hand.”
Brilliant image. :)

This strange little book makes me want to have Matt Haig as a friend. I will keep this close to me, and reopen it every time I need my spirits lifted.
I will definitely read the rest of this author bibliography, children books included.

I should have read more reviews before opening this one... I didn't know I was in for a basic romance novel with anachronistic and shallow characters, a plot that makes absolutely no sense, and a horribly stereotyped and intolerant religiosity... Ugh. Better luck next time (hopefully). But I sure won't be reading this author again...

J'aimerais tellement que tout le monde lise cette bd pour avoir une vision moins étriquée de la situation en Palestine que celle que nous présente (rarement) nos médias... Une bonne introduction. Et j'adore le ton faussement naïf de l'auteur.

For many reasons I should have hated this (most of the characters are terrible, you can see the plot coming from a mile away, etc.) but... I rather enjoyed reading it. A guilty pleasure.