France, in the future. A man finds himself wandering the streets of Paris, haunted by a vision of an unknown woman's bloody corpse. He is tormented by her grisly death—and by the terrifying thought, Could I be her murderer? Horror-struck and dazed, he makes his way home, where his wife recoils from him and his friends deride him, hostile and pitiless. Perhaps most shocking of when he looks in the mirror, he sees nothing. What follows is a dystopian story of electrifying suspense as the hero chases after the truth—the truth of who he is, of what he has done, and of what has happened to the world around him. Meanwhile, the secret police are after him, and he finds unlikely refuge with the Noir, a secret and highly elusive group wanted by the French National Party. In the spirit of Orwell’s prophetic 1984 , Noir brings a fascist France to life in this thriller about politics and morality.
Have to admit I'm a little obsessed by translations currently.
Is this book just as captivating in the original or is some of this due to the translation?
I read the first chapter in my local library and thought "I have to take this book out"
I was not disappointed.
Some of the language is exquisite -
"Motionless, we taste the last hours of that ancient night with its ivory light that makes our skin look like the shimmering surface of the moon itself."
or
Sterile black stones have accumulated in great cones of scree at the foot of gloomy slopes
and on the same page
The naked stone all around me is deeply scored with undulating parallel ridges, vestiges of the ocean on whose floor these mountains were born.
and concerning a motorcycle ride:
All matter flows towards me, reduced to simple curves and vague outlines, geometric figures in intermediate colours, transforming slowly before dis appearing behind me.
I remain unsure if this is the original intent, or just a product of the translation, but either way.....
The tale itself is also captivating, there is no way for me to not continue reading,
I kind of enjoyed this novel which somehow manages to merge an existential apparition with a future Police State, potential conspiracy theories, some mindbending narcotics and some regular violence. It's certainly a low key mix, with much of the subject matter presented matter-of-fact both in the plot and also in the telling (which is quite dry at times, losing it a point). It almost has too many ideas for its own good, and the style is quite dreamlike. At times it is visceral in ways that pleasantly surprised, other times outdated. Generally though, it's a work that's difficult to describe so I recommend reading it to make your own decision.
Noir looks perfect - its cover, title, blurb, french-ness. I thought I might have stumbled across the perfect book for me - a combination of The Zero, American Gods and 1984. Sadly I was a little let down. The book was enjoyable enough throughout, but failed to capitalise on the good starts it made.
In Noir, a returned victim of a totalitarian state trying to solve a murder he may have committed himself, and what has happened to the world he used to know. The mystery at the root of the tale gives a real fantasy feel to the storytelling, as one's mind frantically fills in gaps. I thought it was a pity, then, that Noir attempted to over-explain itself in its final acts. And this is a double shame when one finds that the plot was not after all built on terribly solid foundations.
It sort of wants things both ways, there are the completely irrational elements of the tale that are not really explained and I felt worked quite well - I was happy to take them on trust! But these are juxtaposed with pretty blunt and unnecessary explanations for other elements of the story that seemed tacked on.
It is possible that I missed something. One reason it reminds me so much of American Gods is that a number of characters that the protagonist encounters have that same feeling of mythical figures transposed into modernity. We find a 'Baron Saturday' and a mysterious gatekeeper. I didn't recognise any overall allusion to other culture's mythologies, but then I'm not too knowledgeable on such things.
More than anything, Noir is inconsistent. There are points in the story that are totally engrossing, where the odd metaphors Pauvert throws up hinge together wonderfully and enchant the whole tale. But these are generally sandwiched between passages that just don't seem fully coherent.
I'm being pretty negative. I enjoyed the book throughout, and I think this author is clearly very gifted. There were very many pages of things here that I wish I had written myself!
I was left wondering whether something of the novel had been 'lost in translation'. I'm loathe to blame a translator and it seems to me that Pauvert's writing style may ordinarily be full of brash statements and novel expressions, but still I found the prose surprisingly clunky. This book really made me think about the difficulties of translation - and I don't think I would go so far as to say this novel should have been 'smoothed out' in translation, but the thought did occur to me.
I'm rating this a slightly stingy 3 rather than an overly-generous 4. Overall, Noir was a book I desperately wanted to like, and did like, but would struggle to recommend. It left me a bit confused and frustrated, and although keen to read some more by this author, worried that I'm not 100% sure what he's getting at.
Capita, qualche volta, che si abbia una buona idea per un romanzo ma che scelte poco felici finiscano con l’annacquare l’originalità in uno stile eccessivo e in una trama che si svolge con difficoltà. E’ il caso di ‘Nero’ di Olivier Pauvert che, seppure presta fede al titolo mettendo in piedi un discreto giallo con fortissime connotazioni distopiche e futuristiche, per contro smorza l’entusiasmo per una bella ambientazione con un stile davvero molto difficoltoso.
In ‘Nero’ il protagonista assiste al violento omicidio di una ragazza e viene incolpato dell’efferato delitto. Mentre è in viaggio sul furgone della polizia un’esplosione distrugge il veicolo e lui perde i sensi. Si risveglia dodici anni dopo in una Francia deformata da una classe dirigente totalitaria, razzista all’eccesso e che esercita un controllo maniacale sui cittadini. Da qui parte la ricerca della verità da parte del protagonista, ricerca che lo porterà a penetrare nel tessuto più nero del nuovo mondo in cui si trova, suo malgrado, immerso. La società disegnata da Pauvert è interessante, evoluzione di una distopia orwelliana che però si ispira, secondo me, a Chuck Palahniuk a al suo ‘Rabbia’. La divisione tra popolo notturno e popolo diurno ammicca con decisione al futuro disegnato in ‘Rabbia’ e non solo. Anche la scrittura di Pauvert sembra voler attingere allo stile sporco, ipnotico e senza filtro di Palahniuk. E qui nascono i problemi più grandi. L’ispirazione (o imitazione) non dà buoni risultati. L’eccessiva ricerca della descrizione, il connotare tutto con terminologie negative all’accesso e il voler colorare ogni cosa, appunto, di nero rende molta faticosa la lettura. Pochissimi dialoghi comunque densi e complicati, blocchi descrittivi che oscillano sempre tra l’onirico e il visionario finiscono con il distratte dall’ambientazione che invece sarebbe interessante. Dico sarebbe perchè l’autore centellina informazioni per poi vomitarle sul lettore in carichi blocchi di azione/spiegazione che però non si affrancano mai dallo stile troppo carico. Si intuisce il bello sforzo di immaginazione: Pauvert attinge da un presente complesso e sofferto, lo esaspera, e nel suo romanzo ci sono anche tante critiche e tanti moniti ma non basta per compensare i difetti. Insomma nel complesso ci sono buone idee, c’è la capacità di costruire una trama complessa, ma non c’è stata la volontà di scendere a compromessi con uno stile davvero troppo barocco.
PROTAGONIST: a "Spirit" SETTING: 2019 France SERIES: Debut book RATING: 3.75
The title of this book is somewhat misleading. Normally, with a book called NOIR, you might expect one of the classic noir type tales that have been part of the genre for decades. However, that's not what we have here. This NOIR is a combination science/crime fiction work. Set in France in 2019, it's a portrait of a nihilistic society with a probable murderer as its protagonist.
The central character (who is never named) regains consciousness after an automobile accident. He was being transported by the police after they found him near the mutilated body of a woman hanging from a tree. As he tries to reconstruct what happened, he finds that the world has changed in both subtle and major ways. After a few initial surprises, he realizes that he is a stranger in a strange land—it's actually 12 years after the auto accident. Based on a rather paranormal event, it appears that he is dead and has been sent back to his old environs in order to uncover the truth of what his "life" has been for all that time. In the new world order, he is identified as a "Spirit", one who is much feared.
As a Spirit, part of his soul is in the other world. He has the use of his body for as long as it takes to finish what he's come back to the real world to do, which is to piece together the reality of what he did in the past. He has no reflection and has taken on the image of a man he doesn't even know. He is truly caught midway between being dead and alive. Meanwhile, the secret police are after him; and he is sheltered by a group called the "Noir". As strange as his "existence" may seem, it is nothing compared to life in the new world, which seems totally abnormal. There are no children. There is no conversation or joy. Almost everyone seems cold and cheerless, verging on robotic behavior.
Pauvert succeeded admirably in creating a chilling fascist society while maintaining the suspense of the Spirit's discovery of what he needed to know. The book was beautifully translated from the French by Ariana Hunter; many passages were breathtakingly lyrical, which provided a nicely textured contrast to the grim narrative.
NOIR was the winner of the Prix Carrefour for Best First Novel.
La storia ruota intorno alle vicende di un tizio qualunque che si trova, suo malgrado, ad essere accusato di un omicidio di cui non serba alcun ricordo. Si sveglia accanto al corpo straziato di una ragazza a lui sconosciuta. Prima di avere il tempo di realizzare cosa sia accaduto, viene caricato su un furgone della polizia e portato via. Almeno queste sono le intenzioni degli uomini in divisa, perché sul più bello il furgone finisce fuori strada e buonanotte a tutti. In ogni senso. Il nostro protagonista si sveglia in un bosco, da solo e decisamente stordito. Qui viene avvicinato da un inquietante individuo, sovrappeso e affetto dalla sindrome di down, che gli accenna delle profezie alquanto bizzarre. Quando riprende il cammino per tornare alla civiltà e cercare di capire cosa è accaduto, scopre che sono passati dodici anni, che nessuno lo riconosce, che gli specchi non riflettono più la sua immagine e che indossare occhiali da sole diventa una questione di sopravvivenza. Catapultato in una realtà che non gli appartiene, cercherà di indagare sui fatti che lo hanno portato a quel presente decisamente oscuro e nel quale tutti sembrano troppo ostili nei suoi confronti.
La trama è molto più complessa di come l’ho accennata io, ovviamente. Per esempio, tutta la storia è ambientata in una Francia caduta nelle grinfie di un Partito Nazionale che definire di estrema destra è un eufemismo. Così, accanto ad una narrazione tipica delle storie gialle e noir, l’autore, Olivier Pauvert, si concede anche il tempo per sferrare una critica sociale impietosa e cruda, scoprendo i nervi sensibili di un pensiero politico che, se non controllato e mitigato, può sfociare in situazioni drammatiche e disumane.
Nero, che è un’opera prima ed è uscito nel 2005 in Francia, mi ha colpito per l’efficacia narrativa e per la bravura dell’autore che, sebbene abbia optato per uno stile linguistico forse troppo ricercato, è comunque riuscito a confezionare una storia più che gradevole e soprattutto non banale, considerati anche certi temi trattati. Personalmente, lo consiglio a tutti gli amanti del noir e dei fanta-thriller.
A wedding party at a golf course lodge. Two men wander away, drunk, to smoke some weed. They find a woman, hung from a tree, eviscerated. Both are arrested, and our narrator is puzzled by the comments of the police officer he is handcuffed to in the back of a police van. The van crashes down a hill. When the narrator comes to, he is alone save for the severed arm of the policeman. He wanders until he finds a house; the barking dogs around it back away from him. He meets a young man with Down's Syndrome who tells him he can't take him yet, to go back. The dogs then devour the young man in the wheelchair. Our narrator makes his way to Nice, where he discovers that his friends no longer live in their old place, people are frightened of him when they see his eyes--necessitating sunglasses--and National Police Agents chase him whenever they see him. He must be wanted for the murder of that young woman, he thinks. He escapes and makes his way to Paris, where he sees a newspaper. It had only been two days since the wedding party, but the paper says it is twelve years later. Did he kill that young woman? What happened to him? France has been ruled by the National Party for those twelve years, and turned into a right-wing police state. All people of color are prohibited from being out during the day or holding certain jobs. The police are everywhere. Nobody seems to care, except for a group comprised of immigrants originally from Africa. They agree to help our narrator discover what happened to him if he helps them with a task. This is an intriguing, beauty-in-ugliness type of novel, that had me hooked for a while. If the ending isn't as grand as the intrigue promises, it is still pretty good.
This is a difficult one to review without giving too much away, so I'll keep this short. If the idea of an inconclusive, bizarre, and very interesting book that begins with a murder that our protagonist may or may not have committed, moves through mysterious spiritualism, and becomes a future-dystopia adventure sounds interesting, then this is for you. Many (most) questions go unanswered, and while the story ends, things don't really get wrapped up in a way that will likely satisfy most. But I think the lack of complete resolution is very much purposeful, and it didn't bother me too much. This is a very dark novel, with an antihero who treads the fine line between sympathetic and unpleasant (though he mainly falls on the former side, thankfully), but he's well-drawn so you can understand him even when not liking his actions. Translated from the French, this is Pauvert's first novel (from 2005), and I'll be interested to read more. It's not for everyone, but I enjoyed Noir.
The label on the upper right of the cover says Fiction/Literature and I think that's about right. Very well written, interesting ideas and a real page turner. At first it is a lot like Camus' the stranger, with a little bit of a Frenchified Philip K. Dick thrown in for good measure. By the end, it reads a lot like J.G. Ballard. I think anyone reading Noir will have a hard time identifying with its protagonist, but that doesn't make his journey any less compelling. The pacing of this book is excellent, and the "hero" is constantly moving forward and the book shares his grim determination. Ultimately, it is a very well written book, what stops it from being a five star book rather than four star is that it holds on a little too tightly to mystery genre conventions at the expense of the more compelling story of the main character and the events that haunt him.
A rather odd book about a man who is compelled to investigate his death and the murder of another woman. No, I didn't get that wrong. He is dead, but....It is very hard to explain. I think the book was written by a French guy (or, at the very least, someone who has watched way too many French movies).
It reads well, but it has a French movie ending...You know the one, where it gets to the end and stops and you have no idea what the hell just happened.
It is unfortunate that I feel the need to finish books or I would have stopped reading it a while ago.
I picked it out of the library, because I am finding the noir crime concept to be intriguing. I just picked a bad book.
The back cover makes this book sound awesome. It really isn't. The author should just stick to his day job as a pharmacist. I could possibly be a bit biased in that I tend to dislike books written in first-person narrative but I found this incredibly boring and such a chore to get through that I didn't finish.
Noir is well written enough, but its drawback is the fact that it's incredibly hard to read. The storyline is predictable (I knew that the main character was dead as soon as he set foot in that shack) and the characters one dimensional. Until about page 160, it felt like a chore just to pick it up and read it.
This book was f-ing amazing. I couldn't put it down. I can't wait for more from this author.
Similar books/authors listed on the back cover: Children of Men by P.D. James The Stranger by Albert Camus J.G. Ballard Michel Houellebecq Kathy Acker Louis-Ferdinand Celine
Un libro che ho letto piacevolmente, ma vuoi per il contesto, che passa dall'onirico al reale, vuoi che per tutto il racconto vi rimane un clima di densa stranezza e pesantezza.. mah. Non riesco a dargli più di tre stelle. Comunque, è una lettura che scivola tranquillamente :)