Kevin Lambert, vincitore dell’edizione 2023 del Prix Médicis, ha esordito nella narrativa con questa fiaba nera, ambientata a Chicoutimi, un distretto del Québec, borghese, pacifico, tradizionale, che dietro l’apparenza rispettabile nasconde del marcio: violenze, sopraffazioni, pulsioni proibite. Il sindaco indossa di nascosto gli abiti della moglie defunta, un libero professionista si approfitta della figlia adolescente e gli operai della fabbrica del posto affollano il locale per spogliarelliste. Ma quel che lascia davvero interdetti sono le morti ripetute dei bambini, i quali, una volta sepolti, tornano nelle loro case, nelle loro scuole, nei loro giardini. Il loro ritorno non è affatto senza conseguenze, anzi risponde a un disegno, di cui è consapevole da sempre Faldistoire, il protagonista e narratore che, dai primi anni delle elementari fino agli ultimi giorni delle superiori, racconta le vite di Chicoutimi, ma soprattutto pianifica e prepara la vendetta, quella che finalmente regalerà giustizia agli innocenti, quella che libererà le infanzie e le adolescenze soffocate.
Kev Lambert, auparavant connu sous le nom de Kevin Lambert, né le 17 octobre 1992 à Montréal, est un écrivain québécois.
En 2017, il publie son premier roman, intitulé Tu aimeras ce que tu as tué, et en 2018, Querelle de Roberval, tous deux aux éditions Héliotrope. Son troisième roman, Que notre joie demeure, publié chez Héliotrope en 2022 au Québec et au Nouvel Attila en 2023 en France, est lauréat du prix Médicis 2023.
216 pages de colère et de «chialage» refoulés. Pénible et vraiment peu intéressant. Le texte semble être une sorte de catharsis pour l'auteur et j'espère vraiment que cela lui a fait du bien, car cela aurait un côté positif au moins. Le style fragmenté ne m'a pas accroché, cela crée une distance et on se retrouve moins attaché et moins plonger dans le personnage et dans l'action. C'est une structure que certains auteur maîtrise bien, mais qui est malheureusement souvent raté également. Point positif, le style d'écriture, la plume de l'auteur, est tout de même intéressant considérant surtout le fait qu'il soit très jeune. Peut-être pourra produire un livre intéressant un jour, mais celui-ci est trop sombre et bien que je n'ai rien contre la noirceur, ce texte reflète a mon avis une noirceur, un point de vue, trop personnel, ce n'est pas la vision d'un peuple, ou d'une génération, mais simplement d'un jeune homme terriblement frustré. Lorsqu'on regarde les critiques certains semblent avoir beaucoup appréciés, mais malheureusement ce ne fut pas mon cas.
J'ai quitté Chicoutimi cet automne, pour m'installer à Québec après 5 ans au Royaume du Nord. Quoi de mieux, me suis-je dit, que de m'inscrire au Club de lecture Le fil rouge pour rencontrer des gens dans ma nouvelle ville!
Je ne m'attendais pas à ce que le premier roman à l'ordre du jour soit d'une violence inouïe à l'égard de Chicoutimi, justement! Une vague déferlante de haine envers son racisme latent, son immobilisme, son homophobie à peine voilée, son hypocrisie religieuse.
Les premiers chapitres m'ont donné la nausée. Je n'y voyais que violence gratuite, vocabulaire familier, personnages incongrus. Et plus j'ai avancé, mieux j'ai compris le deuxième degré, cette envie de tout détruire pour donner un nouveau souffle à un Québec figé dans ses vieilles habitudes, ses préjugés. Ça m'est arrivé, moi aussi, de pester contre la région et sa mentalité parfois sortie tout droit du siècle dernier. J'ai déjà ressenti d'énormes vagues de colère devant des traitements médiatiques hypocrites qui nourrissent l'intolérance, le racisme.
C'est un roman vraiment étonnant qui nous fait vivre des émotions contradictoires. On peut tout à la fois détester le contenu, admirer la maîtrise de la langue, réfléchir au sens porté par chacun de ses personnages et en débattre bien longtemps... Après quelques jours à décanter et une passionnante discussion au club de lecture, je dois dire que je suis vraiment impressionnée par ce premier roman de Kevin Lambert.
J’ai pris beaucoup de temps à lire ce livre. Je l’ai abandonné à 3 reprises car j’avais beaucoup de difficulté à bien saisir où l’auteur voulait m’amener. Je n’ai pas compris plusieurs éléments et je n’ai toujours pas réussi à faire le lien entre tout ce qui se passe. Je trouve ça dommage car plusieurs chapitres étaient très bons et la fin m’a captivé. Je crois que ce n’était juste pas assez concret pour moi.
This book was dark and disturbing. I would be seriously worried about any person who claims this is their favourite book in the same way that everyone becomes concerned about the kid who loves The Catcher in the Rye. I can see where there might have been something poetic in the writing of the French version, the English version however was startlingly blunt. The book was well written, it wasn't a bad book, it was just a deeply horrifying book. It left me wondering if we are supposed to believe and accept that death, rape, violence, and murder are just the average struggles of childhood and growing up in Chicoutimmi? I question why the author chose to name the serial killer character after himself? The main character and his friends are extraordinarily cruel, and I feel like it was insinuating that because of what happened to the main character he became gay and sex crazed as a teen, seriously have never read a book with more references to the penis, ew. Near the end it really sounded crazy, like the manifesto a school shooter would write. Would not recommend this book.
This is a complicated, provocative, challenging novel.
I was drawn to this author by the title of his later novel, Querelle of Roberval. I can't imagine what this book is like in the original French, but this novel felt like a combination of Genet and South American magic realism.
The result is inventive, smart, crude, baffling, obscene, satirical, and blunt. Children die and then, — they don't come back to life, exactly, but they are not really dead either. They die and then they go back to school. They are dead but they are still there.
As with Jean Genet, plot is not linear, and not something one can really describe or understand; all one can do is go with the flow. And that is all I could do here as well.
I will read more from this young French Canadian author.
This is a darkly humorous novel about revenge from beyond the grave. It’s themes, as the title suggests, are love and death, and it is anything but your usual horror story. The genre, more than any other I think, is at its best when it’s boundaries are pushed wider, and this is a good example.
Narrator Faldistoire, recounts his childhood and adolescence as an oddity in the small industrial town of Chicoutimi in Quebec, where fitting in, if not a prerequisite, certainly makes life easier; go along with the norm and don’t dare to be different, but Faldistoire, gay and defiant, refuses to yield. The premise of the book is the series of deaths of local children, in a set of horrific and gruesome accidents. A young girl playing in the snow is shredded by a snowblower, a boy falls on a pencil which becomes embedded in his skull, a father nudges his son into the cougar den at the zoo and is devoured, the list goes on..
But the children, victims of rape and senseless murder, return from their graves to live out their lives, watching the adults relentlessly. They become accepted and unquestioned, and bide their time, until they are ready to exact a sensational and cathartic revenge.
In places controversial, this is a fine example of the power of good horror writing. This is his first English translation and was published at the end of 2020. It was a finalist for the prestigious Prix Médicis and won the Marquis de Sade Prize. I want more please..
This book is crazy. It’s dark, disturbing and ultra-violent... I was intrigued and uncomfortable throughout. The author is a well-known provocateur. He gave his name to one of the most repulsive characters in the book. I hope he’s ok... and in therapy. It’s racist, ableist, sexist... somehow simultaneously queer and homophobic. We’ve got rape, murder, child abuse, dead animals and taxidermied grandpas. It’s not hyperbole to say that this book needs ALL THE TRIGGER WARNINGS. This was not vetted by a sensitivity reader. All that said, I was totally captivated. The story is nonlinear and each time a child dies, they come back. (Not in a spooky way either. Like... they’re just still there waiting to fulfill a purpose that doesn’t make itself clear until the end). That makes it a bit confusing sometimes. It also makes you ask yourself questions like, “Do ghosts really need abortions”? I digress... This book was bonkers, and I loved it. I probably also need therapy. It’s a fairly quick read so I can definitely see a reread in my future. If you like nihilism porn and have a high tolerance for the offensive... I highly recommend.
I honestly couldn't put this book down! Kept me constantly wanting to know what was happening next, and it's frank no-holds-barred description of life - and death - hit all the right notes. And while I'd formed certain assumptions about where the writer was going to wind up in the end, the ending took me surprise and uprooted my assumptions in a very surprising way!
encore un autre livre lourd pour mon cours de littérature, un peu tanné, mais en même temps, c’est tellement bien écrit, j’avais déjà essayé de lire du kev lambert, mais j’avais jamais embarqué, par contre quelle plume dans celui-ci
“In Chicoutimi, history doesn’t happen very often, and that’s just fine when you know about all the horrible, dumb things that go on there.”
What better mine for pure comedy gold than a bitter childhood of peril and poverty? Imagine a cross between Edgar Lee Masters’ Spoon River Anthology (as narrated by ghosts of children and teens), Lynda Barry’s Cruddy, and what a novel about childhood by William Vollmann might read like (a different sort of Royal Family but living in the same neighborhood)—all told in a voice that combines haggard cynicism with Pip-like brightness—and you’ll have an idea of the tone and attitude of You Will Love What You Have Killed. Toto, we’re not in Our Town anymore.
The book describes a core of interconnected narrators and inhabitants of Chicoutimi—a blue-color town in Quebec on the skids—focusing on events occurring during their elementary and high school days.
Chicoutimi is a town in which the school’s elementary school teachers are “imbeciles who sate their lust for power by intimidating eight-year-olds” and the school psychologist a person who “makes me copy out a hundred times that I have a problem with authority.” Children frequently come to bad ends in this town, whether by accident or design. And tragedy brings out the worst in people, as when there is gloating over special presents and favorable treatment due to the misfortunes of others one doesn’t much like (such as the death of one’s parent).
Or tragedy may be alleviated by consolation prizes of questionable taste. To wit: Kevin (as in Lambert, the author) works in the North while his son, Croustine, is reared by his father, a taxidermist. Croustine loves clambering atop his grandfather’s taxidermied animals, so that when Kevin brings home a live dog, Croustine immediately plops himself atop the dog, breaking its spine, though not killing it. The dog bites Croustine, who then kicks it across the room. After the dog is poisoned to end its misery, and to console his grandson’s bad feelings about the dog, the grandfather makes Croustine a pair of slippers from its face.
Now, the spirits of the wronged children want revenge on the town for the ills the adults have subjected them to throughout its history.
I picked this up at random because the cover and title suckered me in. What a mistake. It's the most disgusting, vile thing I have ever read. If I had a bonfire I would throw copies of this book on it. Unfortunately I can't remove the memory of it from my brain--I might pay money for that.
Waste of a catchy title. Just revolting, awful garbage.
Une dystopie digne d’un sentiment unique et précis envers Chicout, que seul.es celleux ayant grandi là-bas peuvent partager avec l’auteure. Cette fiction a la frontière du réel propose une version complètement déjantée de la réalité qui apaise autant qu’elle ravive mon sentiment de vengeance envers ma ville natale. Je suis maintenant complètement Hook à Kev Lambert et j’ai très hâte de découvrir le reste de son oeuvre.
Can I give negative stars? I hate this book so much. It’s the most revolting, disgusting, hideous, horrible book I’ve ever read. From the description, I thought it would be right up my alley, but no. It’s not. AT ALL. I needed to finish it for closure, but I never want to see it, touch it, read it, or hear about it ever again. So gross. Absolutely not recommended. I don't think I can even list all the trigger warnings this book needs, so if you avoid books with certain trigger warnings, just assume this book has it.
A non-linear story where the Quebec setting is integral plot. It's violent and disturbing and I didn't totally understand it all, but I had a great time. Although, the narrator for the audiobook is American and there were a few Canadian terms that were pronounced wrong.
4/5. This book is so incredibly twisted, but it's also written beautifully. It serves as a good reminder of what happens when you use and abuse the children around you to your own delights.
Ambientato in una cittadina come tante dietro la cui facciata tradizionale e borghese ribolle un microcosmo di violenza, prevaricazione e mostruosità, il romanzo di Lambert non si fa remore a scavare nel torbido, raccontando nel dettaglio la miseria umana, il desiderio di fare del male, le pulsioni distruttive che 3 suo3 personagg3 contengono a stento. Ma è tutto troppo: troppo sensazionalistico lo stile, troppo diretta a turbare 3 lettor3 la trama, troppo frammentata la struttura del libro, un troppo che finisce per provocare l’effetto opposto e anestetizzare completamente chi legge nei confronti della brutalità e dell’orrore perpetrati da un mondo vecchio, violentemente tradizionalista e cieco, e della sua spettacolare fine.
I thought this novel was extraordinary - but then I expected nothing less after reading his second novel 'Querelle of Roberval' and anything I said about that novel can be applied to this work. It is exceptional because it is unique - it is also a challenge to all the pallid derivative nonsense that comes out of University 'creative writing' courses. This novel is unique - I cannot imagine anyone seeking tenure to approve of writing like this - until it is published and hailed - it probably helps that Kev Lambert emerged from a French speaking culture one that he clearly embraces and despises.
I am not going to provide a synopsis, nor am I going to provide trigger warnings - I don't believe in them. If you need such things you shouldn't be reading grown up literature.
c'est clauque et violent. faut être dans le mood pour le lire, mais j'ai trouvé le roman magnifiquement écrit.
(j'ai essayé de lire ce roman en 2018 (!!), j'ai dnf. et je l'ai clanché en quelques heures aujourd'hui! comme quoi, de déposer un roman et de le reprendre plus tard est tout à fait possible).
Provocateur, franc-parler et violence humoristique... Une drôle de vision de la mort des enfants qui meurent trop vite...! Efficace et agréable, mais loin d’être un coup de coeur!
This absurd sex-laced, ghost-filled, death-heavy comedic-thriller will either bring a shitload of tourists to Chicoutimi (Quebec) or will scare any potential visitors away.