In his daily post, published on the last page of the Independent from Monday to Saturday and in the form of a podcast, Michel Litout takes an ironic and offbeat look at current events from here and elsewhere.
JM Erre, born in Perpignan but living in Montpellier (no one is perfect), published in the pages of Fluide Glacial, the magazine of Umour and Banddessinées, several short stories. He fleshed them out, put them between linking texts and recycled them all in a book with an enigmatic title: The others are not people like us.
These short stories would be written by Julie, the disabled heroine of a previous novel by JM Erre taking place in Lozère, Who killed the lobster-man? Portraits and slices of life of men and women who, to say the least, are really not like us. From Ousmane, obsessed with “it was better before”, to Félix, convinced that he has a talent as a comedian, passing by Valère, son of an artist who transformed murder into a happening, these stories, in addition to to make people laugh, shed light on some of the failings of the human soul.
Of all these texts, the most astonishing remains the beautiful love story between Pétronille and Barnabé who live almost at the same address, 4 and 8 avenue Bernard-Patafiole.
And hope that JM Erre, in a future book, describes in detail the reality TV show: Les Aveyronnais en Andorra.
“The others are not people like us” by JM Erre, Buchet-Chastel, €19