Distant memories of my college years, I do not know what brought me to this book, perhaps another memory, that of the atmosphere that crossed the adaptation film of the novel. Started before going to bed I put forward with Captain Lee in this snowy landscape where only the silence and stillness reign, making the most mysterious disappearances and more disturbing. I went back to reading the next evening, this time the book kept me awake late into the night, until I finish. There are some characters who know what to do, what are kings, they speak little but act with an economy of means that betrays a rare intelligence. Langlois is a part, what drives him to come among these people stranded in a remote area? The savagery of nature? A return to simple values which man is measured by the elements?
Outside descriptions that manage to restore the majesty of the place, the winter weather that keeps people at home, Giono tells the story several times exciting: Disappearances and their resolution, wolf hunting, visiting the stitcher ... The loneliness of Langlois talks is that of a loss of meaning, a boredom that rivaled the beauty of places around the individual. It is also possible that the search for a woman is a kind of inextricable fate or a final exit door before being let defeat by life. Nature is tamed, It reads easily, offers his footsteps who can read, Langlois is live, it feels good and triumph from the villagers, inhabitants of some houses. These are wondering what he has to do, Langlois, if "austere and brittle." The city has she repressed? The choice of a woman occupies a little, the character remains opaque, no one knows what occupies her thoughts from the embroiderer. His final gesture thickens the mystery.
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