Twenty years after first reading MORNING IN ANTIBES, I still love this book, and a second reading did not disappoint. From lazy mornings through discontented afternoons and into the frenetic night, Knowles's French Riviera is a character in itself. His (human) characters are compassionately but unflinchingly portrayed in all their glory and shame through the ever-perceptive, if somewhat pessimistic, Nick. As with A Separate Peace, Knowles demonstrates a deep understanding of the human condition - our brokenness, our striving, our failing, and the spectacular victory we accomplish in quiet moments of courage.
Nick, a young American of Russian descent, is living on the French Riviera during the Algerian crisis of the early 1960s. He's separated from his wife Liliane, who is also there but exploring relationships with other men. As they try to reconcile their relationship they weave through a panoply of other characters: rich dilettantes, displaced Algerians, dissolute Spaniards, local aristocracy. This does a good job of capturing a time and place, I suppose, but it seemed dated and too obtuse. I never could get into it.