Earlier this summer, we find the young man at the airport in Moscow. He expects a group of students and their teacher were invited for a week at a seminar. The event will be held at the State University of Humanities of Russia where, seven years, Stephen is a lecturer "in French and Quebec literature. "Joining them, Johanna," an unusual girl, "he had met two years earlier in Port Alfred. She recently completed the first year of an MBA at the University of Nottingham, Great Britain. Both concluded the pact following: to meet again in a European capital. Six months earlier, they had escaped together in Prague. Nothing attracts as far as the ancient stones and their nostalgic charm. Moscow does not break their promise, taking advantage of a symposium and a heat wave, Stephen and Johanna walk the streets, pubs, museums, subway. Love each other fiercely. Two weeks before the arrival of Johanna, Stephen received his father. Rendezvous between a father risky politically engaged on the wrong side, a son who barely knew him. It took her parents to divorce, finally, Stephen learns to make sense of things. Generation duped and ridiculed as the father generation disillusioned and lucid than the son. One and one a prey to illusions truncated, will meet in a world fragmented by a repressive past still palpable, the recklessness of youth eager feigned ignorance. In the remaining bits, caution is necessary. The shadow of Stalinist repression hawkers are still rampant. The behavior of two lovers on the train to St. Petersburg is an example of touching and hopeful ...
For one week, Stephen will guide a passionate young woman wonderfully sensual and fetish. Penetrating the pen of Andre Girard, Johanna stands a statue of flesh, animated by intense carnal desires. We wonder which of Stephen or author, Johanna has created a so irresistible, that only sunken eyes perceive a long absence. The peculiarities of everyday life invents blend into an amplitude Affine an upcoming departure. They are caught between the need to catch up lonely months and the possibility of an imminent separation, Stephen and Johanna rub to miss; sharpen their feelings about the fragility of confessions that enhances the prospect of upcoming reunions Dublin. Transcendence joyful, exhaustive, we enjoy each page, savoring the drive when Andre Girard results Johanna to any historic site or museum. Some park where famous writers and painters have set foot. The cityscape dons the beauty of the metro in Moscow. " The intense heat, meals with friends, bistros, make us want to be. To address the author and his cronies!
Russian Soul that of Stephen, or that of Andre Girard, when he wrote the book dedicated to upsetting his father. Johanna on The tale was written two weeks after his return to summer in Quebec. The two beings so dear to reflect Étienne - began? - In a mirror fogs up, deformed but jubilant, the burning memory of their passing. The journey of father and Johanna in the land of lost utopias vibrates with captivating intensity, has a formidable realism sprinkled experienced writers of Romanticism and Russian artists. Fascinated, we followed Stephen in his nomadic generous, selfless, nestled in the footsteps of Johanna and father was loved Moscow.
Roman passionate, exalted by the radiant flesh of Johanna, with smiles and tears of the father, for eternity mineral monuments. Nothing is written at random, every detail, whether from a gesture, a glance, is determined by an intention surprising: that of loving and being loved for who we are. It is rare to experience extreme joy after closing a book. The lyricism that contains this novel invites the reader to share the fruit of labor where the pen seems to be embedded in an indefensible lightness. Without fear of deceiving ourselves, Andre Girard argue eloquently akin to Russian literature.
must read for letting us disorient by Stephen and Johanna, every time they refresh me voluptuously Plaza hotels in the ancient capital ...
Moscow Cosmos André Girard
Éditions Québec Amérique, Montreal, 2010, 214 pages
Dominique Blondeau - dominblondeau@yahoo.fr 
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