Patrick Modiano
Voyage de noces (1990)
Voyage de noces présente Jean B., un homme de quarante ans, en voyage à Milan pendant le mois d'août et qui apprend qu'une Française a mis fin à ses jours dans un hôtel milanais. En s'intéressant de plus près à ce tragique destin, il découvre qu'il connaissait la femme en question. Il s'égare alors dans les souvenirs du passé. De retour à Paris, il organise sa propre disparition et décide de laisser ses proches pour repartir sur les traces d'Ingrid Teyrsen et de son mari Rigaud. La biographie d'Ingrid, qu'il avait entreprise, le ramène dans le passé, lorsque Ingrid et Rigaud fuyaient la guerre et s'étaient réfugiés dans un hôtel de la Côte d'Azur.
The bridge of Arts
Opposite the apartment, the Pont des Arts allows you to pass in a few strides from the left bank to the right bank. Modiano will cross this symbolic border very early to join his mother who plays au Fountain Theater. And to discover new neighborhoods.
"Passing on the right bank, I had the feeling of entering a space of freedom but also of disturbing adventure. It is linked to very specific memories of a police station, which was installed in the square courtyard of the Louvre, just before rue de Rivoli. For me, it symbolizes a kind of customs post. We reached the left bank by the very provincial Pont des Arts, which was rather charming. On the other hand, I could not access the left bank right, at least in my imagination as a 14-year-old child who still thought he was breaking the law, that by crossing this dark and threatening customs guarded by policemen in caps..."
The bridge of Arts
Opposite the apartment, the Pont des Arts allows you to pass in a few strides from the left bank to the right bank. Modiano will cross this symbolic border very early to join his mother who plays au Fountain Theater. And to discover new neighborhoods.
"Passing on the right bank, I had the feeling of entering a space of freedom but also of disturbing adventure. It is linked to very specific memories of a police station, which was installed in the square courtyard of the Louvre, just before rue de Rivoli. For me, it symbolizes a kind of customs post. We reached the left bank by the very provincial Pont des Arts, which was rather charming. On the other hand, I could not access the left bank right, at least in my imagination as a 14-year-old child who still thought he was breaking the law, that by crossing this dark and threatening customs guarded by policemen in caps..."