In the first volume of his Mémoires,
Place des Vosges
, published in 2017, Michel Braudeau confided, looking back on his flamboyant 1970s:
“It seems to me that in those years of the past, life and memory played a few roles on me. twisted blows, whole sections of memories sliding into an invisible abyss, leading to parties, trips, houses with their occupants all alive at the windows and smiling at me, waving, whose name I am incapable of remembering.
After
Rue de Beaune
and
La Porte Dorée
, the winner of the Médicis Prize in 1985 for
Birth of a Passion
continues his fragmented introspection, with a more peaceful outlook.
The chronicle of oneself and the passing of time is inexhaustible for him.
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At 78 years old, the man who was publisher and director of
La Nouvelle Revue française
, friend of Jean Cayrol and many others, is a little closer to us and our century by approaching the 2000s, marked by his love for the beautiful Peruvian Joaquina, to whom the story is dedicated…
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