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She Who Was No More by Thomas Narcejac, Pierre Boileau
5.0
A study of evil...
Fernand Ravinel is a travelling salesman, often away from the home he shares with his wife, Mireille. This makes it easy for him to spend time with his lover, Lucienne. But, in time, the pair decide this isn't enough – that Mireille has to be got rid of. And so they set out to murder her. Their plot at first looks like it's going to be successful, but then a strange thing happens, and gradually everything starts to go wrong... and as it does so, Fernand's mind begins to unravel.
This book comes with a request from the authors for readers to tell nothing about the plot so as not to spoil it for other readers, so I've restricted my little introduction to slightly less than is given in the publisher's blurb. In essence, the book concentrates on Ravinel's state of mind, showing how guilt and remorse soon knock him off his emotional balance, sending him on a spiral into delusion, depression and finally threatening even his sanity. But there's also a mystery element that stops this being a simple character study – something strange is happening and, while Ravinel in his delusional state is willing to consider a supernatural element, the reader is left looking for a rational explanation.
Unsurprisingly in a man who is plotting to murder his wife, Ravinel is not a sympathetic character. He's self-obsessed, rather cold emotionally, seeming unable to truly love either of the women in his life, and he's something of a hypochondriac. But although this makes it pretty much impossible to empathise with him, it still leaves him as a fascinating subject for a character study. Boileau-Narcejac use his weaknesses and character flaws brilliantly to create a compelling picture of a man driven to the edge of insanity. They are the authors who wrote Vertigo on which the Hitchcock film is based, and there are some similarities between the books. Both blur the line between villain and victim, concentrating on the effects on the central character's mind as he is drawn into a plot that spirals out of his control, and both veer close to mild horror novel territory as he gradually loses his grip on reality. And both are dark, indeed.
For me, this one isn't quite as strong as Vertigo. Mainly, this is because the solution seems pretty obvious from fairly early on which takes away some of the suspense. It still leaves it an intriguing and enjoyable read though, partly because it's so well written and partly because it's less clear how the story will be allowed to play out. As strange events lead Ravinel to become more disturbed, there's a truly chilling effect – it's easy to understand why he is so badly affected by them. Both the Boileau-Narcejac books I've read have been fundamentally about evil, but they seem to see weakness of character as an integral part of that evil, so that the books are less about the incidents and more about the psychological impact they have on the perpetrator.
I trust I've been vague enough to suit the authors and if you're now wondering what on earth this review is going on about, I can only suggest you read the book! It has also been made into a film more than once, but the consensus seems to favour the 1955 Clouzot version, Les Diaboliques, which I am now looking forward to watching... 4½ stars for me, so rounded up.
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Fernand Ravinel is a travelling salesman, often away from the home he shares with his wife, Mireille. This makes it easy for him to spend time with his lover, Lucienne. But, in time, the pair decide this isn't enough – that Mireille has to be got rid of. And so they set out to murder her. Their plot at first looks like it's going to be successful, but then a strange thing happens, and gradually everything starts to go wrong... and as it does so, Fernand's mind begins to unravel.
This book comes with a request from the authors for readers to tell nothing about the plot so as not to spoil it for other readers, so I've restricted my little introduction to slightly less than is given in the publisher's blurb. In essence, the book concentrates on Ravinel's state of mind, showing how guilt and remorse soon knock him off his emotional balance, sending him on a spiral into delusion, depression and finally threatening even his sanity. But there's also a mystery element that stops this being a simple character study – something strange is happening and, while Ravinel in his delusional state is willing to consider a supernatural element, the reader is left looking for a rational explanation.
Unsurprisingly in a man who is plotting to murder his wife, Ravinel is not a sympathetic character. He's self-obsessed, rather cold emotionally, seeming unable to truly love either of the women in his life, and he's something of a hypochondriac. But although this makes it pretty much impossible to empathise with him, it still leaves him as a fascinating subject for a character study. Boileau-Narcejac use his weaknesses and character flaws brilliantly to create a compelling picture of a man driven to the edge of insanity. They are the authors who wrote Vertigo on which the Hitchcock film is based, and there are some similarities between the books. Both blur the line between villain and victim, concentrating on the effects on the central character's mind as he is drawn into a plot that spirals out of his control, and both veer close to mild horror novel territory as he gradually loses his grip on reality. And both are dark, indeed.
For me, this one isn't quite as strong as Vertigo. Mainly, this is because the solution seems pretty obvious from fairly early on which takes away some of the suspense. It still leaves it an intriguing and enjoyable read though, partly because it's so well written and partly because it's less clear how the story will be allowed to play out. As strange events lead Ravinel to become more disturbed, there's a truly chilling effect – it's easy to understand why he is so badly affected by them. Both the Boileau-Narcejac books I've read have been fundamentally about evil, but they seem to see weakness of character as an integral part of that evil, so that the books are less about the incidents and more about the psychological impact they have on the perpetrator.
I trust I've been vague enough to suit the authors and if you're now wondering what on earth this review is going on about, I can only suggest you read the book! It has also been made into a film more than once, but the consensus seems to favour the 1955 Clouzot version, Les Diaboliques, which I am now looking forward to watching... 4½ stars for me, so rounded up.
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