Une fiction bouleversante qui met en scène un adolescent de la banlieue parisienne, pris dans la tourmente de la violence, récupéré par la mouvance terroriste en Algérie, puis exilé en Europe sous un faux nom, qui décide finalement de trahir le djihad pour sauver des innocents, et dont la cavale au sud de la France s'achève sur une note d'espoir ; car quand la conscience émerge enfin rien n'est perdu.
this is the worst book i've ever read. don't ever read this it actually took years off my life. literally every single character is a walking ethnic and religious stereotype. there is no reflection or character growth whatsoever going on. every sensitive topic that can possibly be talked about is mentioned but NOT covered in any critical way. and why on earth are we talking about a caveman orgy and why are the words 'sa grotte humide' in a book that's supposed to be about sleeper cells?
This was a walk through hell to read. It seems like the author couldn't decide from which point in the life of the narrator the story should be told. Many of the topics that are discussed or come up in this book (like loss of identity, suicide, failed integration, terror etc.) aren't put in a suitable setting and lack of necessary depth. Most of the characters are just reproduces of racial, religious or cultural stereotypes. For example: The two only muslim males in the story are terrorists and the women all kill themselves because of the allegedly cultural pressure they feel. But not only Muslims, no, also Sinti and Roma and Jews, overall all non-white people. After reading this, I'm not really sure what the take-away of this book is? Is it that every terrorist can escape the "system" if they try hard enough or find the right person? Is it that Europe should watch out for muslim people because they could be terrorists? I hope not. But other than that I only learned about Stone-Age orgies and wooden dildos.