Christophe Boltanski's first novel.
I discovered two years ago La cache, Christophe Boltanski's first novel, cautiously, after a few sure reviews, and I liked his way of letting the reader free to wander around the house of his childhood, to share a glance amused on his family, without being too explanatory.
In The Lookout, he investigates his mother. He discovered at the time of his death that she had written novels of crime novels, he is curious and wonders if this has to do with the way she lived almost recluse, harassed by paranoid ideas, only coming out at night, living the curtains drawn on a smoky apartment and overgrown with mountains of papers and newspapers. He also comes back to his militant youth at the end of the 1950s, going to ask questions and look for documents. She distributed leaflets against the war in Algeria, attended students more or less engaged, and darker characters ...