A review by blueyorkie
A Prisioneira by Marcel Proust

5.0

The genius of Proust reaches its peak in The Captive. The complexity of the narrator's feelings for Albertine, her jealousy, her fears, her lies, her initial wishes and the need for reconciliations are described with such depth that the reader finds himself seized in the brain tortured. Maniac is sensitive to the extreme of a loss by trying to understand himself. In parallel, we witness the terrible fall of Charlus, assassinated by the stupidity and the foolish pride of Verdurins and Morel, who nevertheless allows Proust to touch to perfection in the description of the septet Vinteuil. Where the music and life unite so profoundly in the author's endless sentence that it feels like nothing will ever end. We know, however, that Albertine will disappear and that at the very moment when leaving her became possible, her disappearance will be the hardest of trials. Nothing had settled in stone with Proust. Everything is in perpetual motion, constantly interrogating the mysterious experience of living.