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L'Élégance du hérisson
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This is another moment when I wonder what is wrong with me... Everyone in France recommends this book! The premise is original enough that I was hoping the book would be a real find: within the same super high end Parisian apartment building live 2 misfits: the 54 year old concierge who reads Kant and Tolstoi in secret and a 12 year old girl with abnormally high IQ and suicidal tendencies. The first half of the book is an excuse for the author's long academic digressions on Kant, phenomenology, William Ockham, oh and Tolstoi. Nothing is really going on... When finally a semblance of plot surfaces, it is so banal that you want to cry... So much for this latest ode to French high culture! The only redeeming point about the book for me is that it made me want to re-read Tolstoi!
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December 1, 2007
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December 4, 2007
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December 4, 2007
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I will agree that the book is about human nature and character, the problem is that I think it shows some of the worst in human nature - elitism, self-importance, self-obsession, etc. Renee may make a point to chat to the beggar on the street, but does that justify her scorn towards the residents of her building? She is living proof that all is not what it seems in a person; why doesn't it occur to her to extend that courtesy to others in her building? The same argument could be applied to Paloma.
I'm only moderately self-involved, so I was able to comprehend the essence of the story, but I still found the writing style and characterizations tedious and frustrating. Overall, it was a disappointment for me.





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I had looked forward to reading Muriel Barbery’s THE ELEGANCE OF THE HEDGEHOG. A literary, philosophical novel, I’d been told. What I found was a thin character study inadequately buttressed by shallow musings. I was only mildly interested in Renée, the concierge of a Paris apartment building. Her story was somewhat enlivened by the appearance of a Japanese tenant who saw through her disguise of peasant ignorance. When the reason for her suppression of her intellectual gifts was finally revealed, I felt cheated. A brief back story is supposed to explain a lifetime of self-denial and underscore class distinctions in France? I think not. As for Paloma, the young girl and kindred spirit who befriends the concierge, there is even less language devoted to her characterization. In fact, I found myself more interested in her much detested older sister, who seemed more like a real person to me. The denouement, which I will not reveal, was especially distressing because it provided an artificial closure to a narrative that was finally generating some interest for me.




Please, do! There are so many great books and so little time!!!




I'm glad I'm not the only one who found this droll! I was beginning to worry, since it had been recommended to me by so many people I usually find inspiring!




Sorry ladies of my book club. I won't be finishing this one.





