Of Baby Footprint Tattoo...with Angel Wings?

"Please leave his weapons at the reception" by Daniel Fohr - Editions Robert Laffont

You let yourself be seduced by the fast style of Daniel Fohr. Publicity of her condition, he has the pen easy, lively, alert, funny ... A blessing for the staging of the main character of his novel: the new owner of a small hotel that does not pay mine. Or palace or hovel, he sees the turn clients of different nationalities in a choreography that boils down to " I go I leave . Vaudeville in this hotel the preferred boss is the narrator of his indifference and its decline, posing a sharp eye on its customers for a day or a week. Because this owner did not bowl, he bought the case to a pair of curious ... Corsicans. He found, stashed a strange book figures he chose to burn. The troubles are not far away.

And here is Daniel Fohr ... strong. He knows how to use the formula, crushing anxieties. The unreasonable as irrational. Readers balance between black comedy and police oppression paranoid tendency claustrophobic backdrop of cinematic references everywhere. His "hero" was scared of being the victim of hired killers while directing his hotel as a sort of camp. Apparently not for this cruel world he discovers he navigates his history head clouded by short nights, depending on meetings and sometimes iconoclastic, romantic. The player feels good in this funny story, even though we may regret in the last quarter of the book a sudden seriousness that contrasts with the atmosphere a little messy, but finely described. A good time two stars anyway.

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