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She had known right from the outset that things would turn out badly for us Young, disaffected students along with the failed and weary are the patrons of the cafe Cond collectively known as the lost Youth, gathering throughout day and night to pass time.War is over, there is a new calm throughout Paris, but meaning has been drained from life, and lost souls seem to be in every direction But then there s Louki to provide a pick me up, young, elegant, mysterious and heavenly quiet Who is She had known right from the outset that things would turn out badly for us Young, disaffected students along with the failed and weary are the patrons of the cafe Cond collectively known as the lost Youth, gathering throughout day and night to pass time.War is over, there is a new calm throughout Paris, but meaning has been drained from life, and lost souls seem to be in every direction But then there s Louki to provide a pick me up, young, elegant, mysterious and heavenly quiet Who is she , where does she come from who s the brown haired guy in the suede jacket With a minor obsession a small number of the Cond crowd look back on the past with bittersweet sadness around the time she entered their lives, touched in one way or another little does Louki realise just the effect she had on this band of patrons Louki s identity, always hazy, takes clearer form as the slender narrative progresses towards a most tragic end Some of the entanglements feel like floating on air, whilst others have adeep and meaningful purpose Central to the novel is the circle run by the now canonical philosopher Guy Debord, whose double in this novel is himself obsessed by the escapist novel Lost Horizons Modiano casts a spell of deft touches, on themes of intellectual despair and nostalgia but never crosses the border into a darker bleakness More so, he writes with a passion for memory, impression, and our cursed inability to truly know what reality is, to say nothing of the person across the table from us, while drawing your own sharp picture as to who they are.Paris becomes a character in it s own right, but it feelsa Paris off the beaten track and by the still of night, evoking tenderness as one looks at the sad characters, lonely journeys, that last metro, empty wide boulevards, and late night rendezvous, he uses the city to complement the tone of the novel to perfection Modiano s few characters tip toed through my consciousness like despondent ghosts pining for their lives again, searching for that longing, sifting through thoughts of a departed adolescence, craving for what once was This is how to write of melancholy and human destinies, and he pulls it of remarkably well 4.5 At the halfway point of the journey making up real life, we were surrounded by a gloomy melancholy, one expressed by so very many derisive and sorrowful words in the cafe of lost youth With this epigraph by Guy Debord I feel ready to dig into my first mystery novel by Patrick Modiano and discover what is so special about his stories to merit a Nobel Prize in literatureThe central mystery of this slim yet multi layered novel is the eternal cherchez la femme the quest to unlock the myster At the halfway point of the journey making up real life, we were surrounded by a gloomy melancholy, one expressed by so very many derisive and sorrowful words in the cafe of lost youth With this epigraph by Guy Debord I feel ready to dig into my first mystery novel by Patrick Modiano and discover what is so special about his stories to merit a Nobel Prize in literatureThe central mystery of this slim yet multi layered novel is the eternal cherchez la femme the quest to unlock the mystery of the beautiful stranger nicknamed Louki, a quiet young woman who used to come to a small cafe near the Place de l Odeon in ParisShe was taking refuge here, at the Conde , as if she were running from something, trying to escape some danger This thought came to me upon seeing her alone, all the way at the back where no one would notice her Louki s portrait is sketched by four narrators, each of them in his or her own way a drifter through life who seeks refuge among the friendly and slightly decadent atmosphere of a bar at night First there is a student at the nearby Sorbonne, then a private investigator hired by the woman s abandoned husband, followed by Louki herself and concluded by an artist companionI ve always believed that certain places are like magnets and draw you towards them should you happen to walk within their radius And this occurs imperceptibly, without you even suspecting All it takes is a sloping street, a sunny sidewalk, or maybe a shady one Or perhaps a downpour And this leads you straight there, to the exact spot you re meant to wash up I fell under the spell of Modiano s prose right from the start almost like coming home to my own version of Paris, constructed out of those black white movies of Truffaut and Goddard from the 60 s and fleshed out during day long walks through the streets of the town as I returned year after year to this city that has become my favorite destination in Europe I know all about magnets, and my favorites are not very far from the haunts of Louki and her friends Boul St Michel going to Jardin de Luxembourg and climbing the hill of Montmartre, from Pigalle to Place du Tertre Modiano fills his pages with the name of these streets that may sound confusing to a stranger in the city, but are filled with history and romance for the true boulevardier.Step by step though, the author guided me from the tourist view to the disturbing, sad inner landscape of people living at the edge of society misfits, bohemians, loners a group of mostly young people who meet at the Condeto hide from the world than to plan to take it by stormIn this life that sometimes seems to be a vast, ill defined landscape without signposts, amid all of the vanishing lines and the lost horizons, we hope to find reference points, to draw up some sort of land registry so as to shake the impression that we are navigating by chance So we forge ties, we try to find stability in chance encounters One of these ties Louki hopes will give her direction in life is marriage to a wealthy businessman Yet, despite the showroom apartment in posh Neuilly and the attentions of her husband, Louki feels imprisoned by the bourgois lifestyle and runs away Two photo booth snapshots, one facing the camera, one in profile And that s what we re supposed to forge links with Louki s escapes started years before as a lonely child left to fend for herself by an unknown father and a mother working long evening hours at a cabaret in Pigalle She started to walk the night streets alone as a teenager, got in trouble with the police and sought help from a friendly woman casually met on the street, ending in the circle of local drug smugglers from another small cafeIt was without the slightest trace of lightheartedness that I returned to that apartment each night I knew that sooner or later I would leave it for good I was counting a great deal on the people I would eventually meet, which would put an end to my loneliness This girl was my first encounter and perhaps she would help me take flight on my ownFurther attempts at flight from reality, from herself, from toxic friends and family ties define Louki s journey, illustrated by her favorite books Lost Horizon , Louise, Sister of the Void , her occasional drug use and her tentavive relationship with Roland, a young man she meets at a bookshop for esoteric material and the final narrator of her storyOur having met, when I think about it now, seems like the meeting of two people who were completely without moorings in life I think we were both alone in the world Roland, an aspiring poet and novelist, spendstime in bars and roaming the streets than working, yet he is atuned to the central theme of the novel, that of lost youth and of the places where it can be found buried Neutral zones have at least one advantage They are only a starting point and we always leave them sooner or later Roland is also providing us with the epitaph for the Louki mystery She wanted to escape, to run farther and farther away, to break violently with her everyday life, to finally be able to breathe As far as I am concerned, Patrick Modiano deserves all the praise and the awards that he gets he is a master stylist who can combine mood and mystery into a compelling tale of human frailty I plan to readfrom his catalogue Set against the backdrop of the sixties in Paris,In the Caf of Lost Youthexplores the idea of a safe haven for those who wander through the neutral zones of a city where past, present a future are disquietingly interconnected Bohemians, undergraduates, writers and philosophers find common ground in the Cond , a caf where the four narrators struggle to set straight their half remembered lives while navigating the turbulent waves of an elusive present But unlike Proust s recherche , t Set against the backdrop of the sixties in Paris,In the Caf of Lost Youthexplores the idea of a safe haven for those who wander through the neutral zones of a city where past, present a future are disquietingly interconnected Bohemians, undergraduates, writers and philosophers find common ground in the Cond , a caf where the four narrators struggle to set straight their half remembered lives while navigating the turbulent waves of an elusive present But unlike Proust s recherche , time and memory can t be recaptured again, they disappear along with the list of names, set of addresses and Metro stations that try to give permanence to the passers by that populate this story In the end, we are felt to aimlessly roam the meandering streets of Paris, maybe lingering in its transitional zones, in the no man s lands that border on everyting and merge with nothing and leave us suspended in limbo, not knowing exactly where that feeling of emptiness has come from but blinded with the radiant light of a fleeting moment of happiness, of lost youth, never regained.P.S I read this novella in Catalan, hence, my original review view spoiler L escena s el Par s dels anys seixantaEn el caf de la joventut perdudaexplora la idea d un punt de trobada per aquells que deambulen les zones neutrals d una ciutat on el passat, el present i el futur es donen la m d una manera inquietant.Bohemis, universitaris, escriptors i fil sofs es troben al Cond , un caf on quatre narradors intenten recordar les seves vides mentre naveguen a la deriva del seu present Per a difer ncia de la recerca de Proust, el temps i la memoria s n irrecuperables, ja que es dissolen juntament amb les llistes de noms, adreces i estacions de metro que intenten, futilment, donar un cert sentit de perman ncia als vagabunds existencials que habiten aquesta hist ria.Al final, el lector es troba caminant sense dest pels carrers de Par s, potser aturant se en les zones de transici , les zones de ning que es toquen amb tot sense fondre s amb res i que et deixen en eterna suspensi , en el limbo, sense saber exactament d on ve aquest buit que t empapa l nima per encegat per la llum radiant d un moment de felicitat fuga , vist i no vist, un moment de joventut perduda, que mai m s tornar hide spoiler The focus is initially on a group of Paris caf regulars men and women, all between the ages of 19 and 25 Three older men hang out with the group The young people may or may not be students they drink too much even for students The motherly caf owner things of them as stray dogs and thinks things will turn out badly for them One of the older men says I didn t have high hopes for their futures A mysterious young woman, habitually alone in the cafe, is invited into the group They giv The focus is initially on a group of Paris caf regulars men and women, all between the ages of 19 and 25 Three older men hang out with the group The young people may or may not be students they drink too much even for students The motherly caf owner things of them as stray dogs and thinks things will turn out badly for them One of the older men says I didn t have high hopes for their futures A mysterious young woman, habitually alone in the cafe, is invited into the group They give her the name Louki, and it sticks they never know or care what her real name is The story s focus shifts to her It turns out Louki was one of those beautiful young women who at 15 looked 20 She never knew her father Her mother, a dancer at Moulin Rouge, leaves her daughter home alone each night until the wee hours of the morning At that early age Louki starts going off on her own into the Paris night scene The story begins when we learn that Louki has left her husband older, wealthy, adoring, boring The private investigator hired by her husband to find Louki starts falling in love with her Both Louki and the PI are rootless with no moorings and, it s as if their concern for landmarks and neighborhoods of Paris substitute as a way of grounding themselves in something One of the characters implies this and the author is famous for his local color of Paris We get street names, plazas, how buildings disappeared or were re purposed and how neighborhoods have changed or stayed the same How a caf located in one neighborhood really belongs in another A week or so ago I posted a review of another one of Modiano s novels called Young Once I didn t rate that one very highly because I felt it was a bit unfinished But it s as if Young Once was a preliminary sketch or a rough draft of Caf of Lost Youth which is muchdeveloped and has much better writing There are a lot of similarities in the two novels For example, in Young Once we learn that the two main characters, a man and a woman are both 35 In Caf , they are not that old but we learn they were born within a month of each other A good novel with good writing from a Nobel prize winner Cafe in Monmatre from flickr.com The author from irishtimes.com This is my second experience of Patrick Modiano I read Dora Bruder a few years ago and to be honest didn t really enjoy it or quite get the point of it It has been chosen as a group read this month by the 21st Century Literature group.It is only a short book, and perhaps I made the mistake of reading it in several sessions over four days because other commitments meant my reading time was limited, so I feel I missed some of the resonances It is quite an elusive story what plot there is con This is my second experience of Patrick Modiano I read Dora Bruder a few years ago and to be honest didn t really enjoy it or quite get the point of it It has been chosen as a group read this month by the 21st Century Literature group.It is only a short book, and perhaps I made the mistake of reading it in several sessions over four days because other commitments meant my reading time was limited, so I feel I missed some of the resonances It is quite an elusive story what plot there is concerns a cafe in 1950s Paris called Le Cond popular with bohemian artists, and a mysterious young woman who the regulars there nickname Louki Louki, whose real name is Jacqueline Delanque, is refracted through the accounts of four different narrators one of them herself , none of whom create a whole picture The strongest impression formed is the portrait of the city itself.I did find this an enjoyable read, but I don t feel capable of reviewing it properly Paris in the 1950 s If I could choose a time travel destination, it might just be there and then The War was history, the city was beautiful, and a Bohemian lifestyle existed in a cafe culture that I would have loved to experience.That s the setting for this melancholic story by Modiano The story of Louki, the enigmatic young woman who is emotionally and spiritually lost She is constantly on the move through the streets and cafe s of Paris, seeking out others like herself.This is my second n Paris in the 1950 s If I could choose a time travel destination, it might just be there and then The War was history, the city was beautiful, and a Bohemian lifestyle existed in a cafe culture that I would have loved to experience.That s the setting for this melancholic story by Modiano The story of Louki, the enigmatic young woman who is emotionally and spiritually lost She is constantly on the move through the streets and cafe s of Paris, seeking out others like herself.This is my second novel by Patrick Modiano the Nobel laureate of 2014 He has written 30 novels, most of them only recently translated to English There is something about his writing style, his themes and his characters, that strike the right note with me.4 solid stars This has been a very emotional trip to Paris, touching on so many levels.I picture myself walking the streets of Paris My then girlfriend was studying and working near the Opera, and I had too much spare time.It is morning, midday, afternoon, evening and night At all hours I am exploring, new streets and new quarters, going by the Metro to the last station on the line, some times walking back.I have seen all the characters who might have lost their youth, and those clinging hard to what s left This has been a very emotional trip to Paris, touching on so many levels.I picture myself walking the streets of Paris My then girlfriend was studying and working near the Opera, and I had too much spare time.It is morning, midday, afternoon, evening and night At all hours I am exploring, new streets and new quarters, going by the Metro to the last station on the line, some times walking back.I have seen all the characters who might have lost their youth, and those clinging hard to what s left of it.Stopping at a Tabac buying Le Parisien and exchanging the obligatory courtesies, sitting in Parc des Buttes Chaumont watching life pass by Taking in the facades of the buildings in the Quartier Tolbiac, almost expecting to bump into Nestor Burma when I turn the next corner.At that time I felt I could easily disappear into Paris I felt the pulse and went with the flow Stranger in a strange land we seek sympathy in faces that pass by and those that stop and step into our lives for a while.To me, this is what the Cafe of My Lost Youth is about.How we grow from young to mature and how the urge to belong one day meets with the feeling of integrity, and give birth to the knowledge that you belong wherever you want to Lots of things have been written about Modiano s little music , and once again it is his little music a certain way of writing, a unique way of creating a special atmosphere, etc that holds this novel together and makes its undeniable charms Not by any means Modiano s best book, it is nevertheless as delightful, dreamy, bitter sweet, vaguely melancholy and extremely nostalgic, as most of his novels are Nothing much happens, in this story about a mysterious young woman whose portrait emerges Lots of things have been written about Modiano s little music , and once again it is his little music a certain way of writing, a unique way of creating a special atmosphere, etc that holds this novel together and makes its undeniable charms Not by any means Modiano s best book, it is nevertheless as delightful, dreamy, bitter sweet, vaguely melancholy and extremely nostalgic, as most of his novels are Nothing much happens, in this story about a mysterious young woman whose portrait emerges through the voices of different men, but, as usual with Modiano, what s important is what s untold and what the reader can sense in between the lines a world of lost youth, murky pasts, shadows from years gone by, feelings once felt and now slowly fading, memories Nobody depicts this elusive, in between world better than Modiano He may do that in each of his books, and some people may find him repetitive and boring, but he does it with such style, elegance, and emotion, that it s truly hard to resist This short novel is elegiac and deceptively simple it s like a sad, little refrain coming from far away, that you keep humming, and can t remember where or when you heard it first {READ DOWNLOAD} õ Dans le café de la jeunesse perdue â Encore aujourd hui, il m arrive d entendre, le soir, une voix qui m appelle par mon pr nom, dans la rue Une voix rauque Elle tra ne un peu sur les syllabes et je la reconnais tout de suite la voix de Louki Je me retourne, mais il n y a personne Pas seulement le soir, mais au creux de ces apr s midi d t o vous ne savez plus tr s bien en quelle ann e vous tes Tout va recommencer comme avant Les m mes jours, les m mes nuits, les m mes lieux, les m mes rencontres L ternel Retour Quatre narrateurs un tudiant de l cole des mines, un d tective priv , l h ro ne et un de ses amants construisent le portrait de Jacqueline Delanque ou Louki Jeune femme ayant rapidement quitt son mari et qui fl ne dans le Paris des ann es en d versant ses souvenirs une enfance difficile, un mariage rat et quelques amiti s avec des clients d un caf du quartier de l Od on Le Cond Rethinking Positive Thinking il m arrive d entendre Das Herz der Harpyie le soir Caleb Morgan (Seven Brothers for McBride une voix qui m appelle par mon pr nom Warranty Data Collection and Analysis dans la rue Une voix rauque Elle tra ne un peu sur les syllabes et je la reconnais tout de suite la voix de Louki Je me retourne Generic Drug Product Development mais il n y a personne Pas seulement le soir Almost An Animal Alphabet mais au creux de ces apr s midi d t o vous ne savez plus tr s bien en quelle ann e vous tes Tout va recommencer comme avant Les m mes jours Patologjia speciale les m mes nuits 180 les m mes lieux de Ellipseos Usu Lucianeo les m mes rencontres L ternel Retour Quatre narrateurs un tudiant de l cole des mines Ludwig XIV un d tective priv Johannes Cabal The Necromancer l h ro ne et un de ses amants construisent le portrait de Jacqueline Delanque ou Louki Jeune femme ayant rapidement quitt son mari et qui fl ne dans le Paris des ann es en d versant ses souvenirs une enfance difficile Unsichtbare Welten un mariage rat et quelques amiti s avec des clients d un caf du quartier de l Od on Le Cond There is a sense of sadness as I begin to write my review of this book Sadness because the book is about someone or something lost the titular youth or the selves each of the four narrators has left behind But also sadness because nothing is crystal clear, there is no certainty or redemption anywhere If you have read anything by Modiano, you ll know that he is not a conventional writer and doesn t stick to a single genre Instead, his books comprise elements from many different genres myste There is a sense of sadness as I begin to write my review of this book Sadness because the book is about someone or something lost the titular youth or the selves each of the four narrators has left behind But also sadness because nothing is crystal clear, there is no certainty or redemption anywhere If you have read anything by Modiano, you ll know that he is not a conventional writer and doesn t stick to a single genre Instead, his books comprise elements from many different genres mystery, personal memoir, travelogue, and others If you start a book of his expecting a straightforward mystery, though, you ll be disappointed There s no plot here that finds its resolution in the last page Similarly, if it s a personal memoir you re after, you d better steer clear here there s no unequivocal I that knows who he or she is and conveys events or reminiscences in a linear manner If you re to persevere with Modiano, you ll have to let yourself be transported to another place and another time a place that is nowhere to be found and a time that resembles the meanderings and non sequiturs of dreams In this sense, Modiano reminds me of Cezanne who has been dubbed a painter s painter because his work opened new horizons in art even though it might itself be difficult or less expressive than we might like Modiano would then be a writer s writer you read Modiano in order to shake loose the preconceptions of what a literary work should be like it should have a clear plot, a set of fully developed characters whose motivations are or become clear to the reader But what drives these characters of Modiano s view spoiler What makes the private detective narrator no 2 want to keep Louki s secret hide spoiler it s a mystery that is never resolved.I enjoy being carried away by Modiano s writing reading his sentences is like listening to the splashing sound of the waves But I also look for meaning, I have this compulsive and probably entirely childish desire for finality, for a truth that will be revealed at the end, a requirement which Modiano does not satisfy This is not Modiano s failing but mine I ll just have to make do with what few nuggets of meaning Modiano does provide