Michel Tournier, 1924-2016

I haven’t read Michel Tournier in some time [years], though I was once enamored of The Erl King and Friday, his retelling of Robinson Crusoe.


A while back, I picked up a later novel, The Midnight Love Feast, with hopes of getting reacquainted, but I hadn’t yet done so when I learned of his death.


His obituary in the Times describes him as a failed philosopher, but there is a sustained thoughtfulness in his work, and a strain of irreverence that rewards the reader at unexpected moments.  Now is as good a time as any to make his acquaintance, or renew acquaintances as a reader. 


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