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Original Title:	Hygiène de l'assassin
ISBN:	225311118X (ISBN13: 9782253111184)
Edition Language:	French
Characters:	Prétextat Tach
Literary Awards:	BTBA Best Translated Book Award Nominee for Fiction longlist (2011), Prix Alain-Fournier (1993), Prix René Fallet (1993)

Hygiène de l'assassin

Amélie Nothomb

Mass Market Paperback | Pages: 221 pages

Rating: 3.76 | 9667 Users | 770 Reviews

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Prétextat Tach, prix Nobel de littérature, n’a plus que deux mois à vivre. Des journalistes du monde entier sollicitent des interviews de l’écrivain que sa misanthropie tient reclus depuis des années. Quatre seulement vont le rencontrer, dont il se jouera selon une dialectique où la mauvaise foi et la logique se télescopent. La cinquième lui tiendra tête, il se prendra au jeu.
Si ce roman est presque entièrement dialogué, c’est qu’aucune forme ne s’apparente autant à la torture. Les échanges, de simples interviews, virent peu à peu à l’interrogatoire, à un duel sans merci où se dessine alors un homme différent, en proie aux secrets les plus sombres.
Dans ce premier roman d’une extraordinaire intensité, Amélie Nothomb manie la cruauté, le cynisme et l’ambiguïté avec un talent accompli.

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Title	:	Hygiène de l'assassin
Author	:	Amélie Nothomb
Book Format	:	Mass Market Paperback
Book Edition	:	Anniversary Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 221 pages
Published	:	January 6th 2005 by Le Livre de Poche (first published August 28th 1992)
Categories	:	Fiction. Cultural. France. Novels. Contemporary. European Literature. French Literature

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Ratings: 3.76 From 9667 Users | 770 Reviews

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The main character, Pretextat, being the impetus and pretext here, is the fattest strawberry of a strawman Ive read in a while, thus stuffed competently like a bale of hay he rolls a hollow wind, counter to such rolls of fat written to his flesh, for he is air and err. Conveniently for this parable-parade, here come three journalists like wise men to a manger, filled with bad faith, and they too are strawmen, cowards, ignoramuses, careerists, what have you. Pick up your pitchforks, men, its

omg !! i'm confuesed

I admit the language use for the author's age when written, twenty-five, is impressive, but I still did not like the novel as a whole. I like a surreal, magical realism, even unbelievable read every so often, but this was a little much for me. There was a clear indication if creativity and ingenuity on the author's part but I did not find myself appreciating any of the characters. I look forward to seeing what else she has written.

My first Nothomb, and also her debut (1992). The first half of the book was a pleasant surprise: especially the character of the 83-year-old terminal writer is striking; Pretextat Tach (the name!) is a reincarnated Celine, perhaps even worse in his misanthropy, his misogyny and his ill will. The intensive dialogues have a fresh flavour, and Nothomb knows how to make the cynical-sarcastic bashing of Tach on literary conformism very credible. But then the story makes a turn, an omniscient female

Amelie Nothomb is a very quirky and different type of writer! Personally, I find her amusing and very inventive with her characters and stories! This one is a little out there but then again I was expecting something innovative anyway. She didn't disappoint me at all! Quick but very smart read.

A wonderful send up of the "enfant terrible" tradition in French literature. In content it reminded me (and might have been an influence) of a Danilo Kis story (translated in English as Literature and Balls or something); while, in tone, Croatian writer, Verdana Rudran's underappreciated novel "Night." Not sure of the chronology and the fact that Celine is mentioned repeatedly in the novel, but I had the feeling Nothomb might be taking a swipe at current "enfant terrible," Michel Houellebecq,

"Are you familiar with a review regarding Hygiene of the Assassin, one that I read in a newspaper twenty-four years ago? 'A richly symbolic fairytale, a dreamlike metaphor of original sin and consequently, of the human condition.' When I told you that people read me without reading me! I can allow myself to stray dangerously close to the truth, all anyone will ever see is metaphors. There's nothing surprising about that: the pseudo-reader, clad in his diving suit, can swim perfectly impermeably