"Michel Houellebecq, against the coldness of the world"

For nearly twenty-five years, the publication of a novel by Michel Houellebecq has always been an editorial event.

His naturalistic description of the misery of a modern human condition, wedged between exacerbated consumerism and existential melancholy, fascinates.

It is as if our times were looking in their books for a harsh light that would allow them to understand what they were experiencing.

We should also talk about the constant irony that plagues his stories, mocking contemporary quirks and the idols of the present day.

This wry and sarcastic style is now his literary mark.

Is Houellebecq an oracle?

Rather an echo of our time.

Thunderous when he describes the

haunted by sexuality, or when he imagines a France ruled by a Muslim ruler.

But this echo can also be plaintive, even painful, when, in

the writer expresses his own perception of suffering and of the coming age.

In an aging society that struggles to celebrate vitality ...

This article is for subscribers only.

You still have 57% to discover.

Freedom is also to go to the end of a debate.

Continue reading your article for € 1 the first month

I ENJOY IT

Already subscribed?

Log in