08/24/2015 Modiano was little known on the world stage until he received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2014. This novel provides a superb and—at 160 pages—accessible entry to his writings. Its themes of memory and loss are emblematic of Modiano’s oeuvre. The story begins “late at night, a long time ago” when, as a teenager, the narrator gets hit by a car driven by a mysterious woman, Jacqueline Beausergent, in a fur coat. She squeezes his wrist in the police van before the narrator succumbs to ether, administered by medical personnel. When he awakes, in a strange clinic, Jacqueline has vanished and the narrator is met by a large man whom he recalled hovering by the scene of the accident. The man hands him an envelope of cash, and when the narrator inquires about who Jacqueline is, he’s told coldly that “as far as was concerned the ‘case was closed.’” The narrator’s search for Jacqueline propels the novel forward with the intensity of a noir. But Modiano is not writing mere pulp; the novel’s true center is the past’s pull, the way memories lay dormant for years only to explode “like a time bomb.” The Proustian smell of ether, recollections of a father, passing through neighborhoods in Paris, even a stray dog—in Modiano’s hands, the fog of the past lingers on all the artifacts of daily life. (Oct.)
"The world of Pedigree is the demi-monde of shady deals, aliases, informers and men on the run. It is equally a world in which Raymond Queneau befriends the aspiring author. . . . Quite a pedigree has this ever-more-fascinating Nobel Prize-winner."—Times Literary Supplement "Mr Modiano’s novels are pervaded by a sexual and moral ambivalence and by social and political ambiguity. Improbable aristocrats, likable eccentrics, would-be actresses, circus performers and cabaret workers—no one is ever who they appear to be. And Paris features as a character in her own right, refusing to surrender the secrets of her past."—The Economist "A timely glimpse at [Modiano’s] fixations . . . In Mark Polizzotti’s spare and elegant translation, the writing conveys a sense of dreamy unease in which the real, the hypothesized, and the half-forgotten blend into a shimmering vagueness."—Sam Sacks, Wall Street Journal "Elegant . . . quietly unpretentious, approachable . . . Though enigmatic and open-ended, Modiano’s remembrances of things past and his probings of personal identity are presented with a surprisingly light touch. He is, all in all, quite an endearing Nobelist."—Michael Dirda, Washington Post "Mr. Modiano writes clear, languid, and urbane sentences in Mr. Polizzotti’s agile translation . . . these novellas have a mood. They cast a spell."—Dwight Garner, New York Times "A haunting tramp across the years in search of a woman named Jacqueline, but also of lost places and past selves."—Charlotte Rogan, in the San Francisco Chronicle ’s “Writer’s Favorite Books of 2015”"The power of Paris Nocturne lies in its convincing evocation of [a] kind of deja vu, this uncertainty whether past is present or present is past. . . . Paris Nocturne , as its title suggests, has the nighttime logic of a dream."—Adam Kirsch, Daily Beast "A chilling portrait of everyday obsession . . . a sober and satisfying reminder of life’s slipperiness . . . edgy and distilled . . . intriguing and readable."—Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal (starred review)"This novel provides a superb and—at 160 pages—accessible entry to [Modiano’s] writings. . . . The narrator’s search for Jacqueline propels the novel forward with the intensity of a noir. But Modiano is not writing mere pulp; the novel’s true center is the past’s pull, the way memories lay dormant for years only to explode ‘like a time bomb.'"—Publishers Weekly "Like W. G. Sebald, another European writer haunted by memory and by the history that took place just before he was born, Modiano combines a detective’s curiosity with an elegist’s melancholy."—Adam Kirsch, New Republic "This is classic Modiano . . . shapely, of the Modiano books to appear this year (and since he won the Nobel last year, more are expected), Paris Nocturne is the most accessible, and satisfying."—Michael Autrey, Booklist "It is easy to become totally engrossed in this work . . . Reading Modiano can be an addicting experience . . . A reader would have to have a heart of granite not to identify empathetically with this speaker as he reveals his life—in its many different aspects across time—and with the author whose own life parallels, if not duplicates, these events."—Mary Whipple, Seeing the World Through Books (blog)"Beautifully written and translated . . . simultaneously realistic and hallucinatory, suspenseful and calm, and finally, poignant."—Ariel Balter, New York Journal of Books "[Paris Nocturne ] feels like a strange, ephemeral lyric poem to post-war Paris. . . . Ultimately, the book, and much of Modiano’s work, is about the necessity of remembering the traces of human life which history can’t record and rendering them in art—unverifiable, ambiguous, lasting."—Karl Williams, Michigan Daily "Modiano writes as though through a scrim, at once transparent and cloudy, and shows us something that is beautiful because it is precisely imprecise, because it cannot, will not, may not be known."—Yevgeniya Traps, Forward "[A] haunting novel . . . Modiano’s limpid and elliptical style blend[s] vagueness and precision, realism and dreaminess."—Gerald Prince, World Literature Today Longlisted for the 2016 PEN/Translation prize given by PEN AmericaShortlisted for the 2016 Australian Academy of the Humanities Translation Prize
“[A] haunting novel . . . Modiano’s limpid and elliptical style blend[s] vagueness and precision, realism and dreaminess.”—Gerald Prince, World Literature Today
World Literature Today - Gerald Prince
“Modiano writes as though through a scrim, at once transparent and cloudy, and shows us something that is beautiful because it is precisely imprecise, because it cannot, will not, may not be known.”—Yevgeniya Traps, Forward
Forward - Yevgeniya Traps
“[Paris Nocturne ] feels like a strange, ephemeral lyric poem to post-war Paris. . . . Ultimately, the book, and much of Modiano’s work, is about the necessity of remembering the traces of human life which history can’t record and rendering them in art—unverifiable, ambiguous, lasting.”—Karl Williams, Michigan Daily
Michigan Daily - Karl Williams
“The power of Paris Nocturne lies in its convincing evocation of [a] kind of deja vu, this uncertainty whether past is present or present is past. . . . Paris Nocturne , as its title suggests, has the nighttime logic of a dream.”—Adam Kirsch, Daily Beast
Daily Beast - Adam Kirsch
“A haunting tramp across the years in search of a woman named Jacqueline, but also of lost places and past selves.”—Charlotte Rogan, in the San Francisco Chronicle ’s “Writer’s Favorite Books of 2015
San Francisco Chronicle - Charlotte Rogan
Shortlisted for the 2016 Australian Academy of the Humanities Translation Prize.
PEN America - Translation Prize
“Beautifully written and translated . . . simultaneously realistic and hallucinatory, suspenseful and calm, and finally, poignant.”—Ariel Balter, New York Journal of Books
New York Journal of Books - Ariel Balter
“It is easy to become totally engrossed in this work . . . Reading Modiano can be an addicting experience . . . A reader would have to have a heart of granite not to identify empathetically with this speaker as he reveals his life—in its many different aspects across time—and with the author whose own life parallels, if not duplicates, these events.”—Mary Whipple, Seeing the World Through Books (blog)
Seeing the World Through Books - Mary Whipple
“This is classic Modiano . . . shapely, acOf the Modiano books to appear this year (and since he won the Nobel last year, more are expected), Paris Nocturne is the mostcessible, and satisfying.”—Michael Autrey, Booklist
Booklist - Michael Autrey
★ 09/01/2015 A young man crossing Paris's Place des Pyramides late at night is sideswiped by a car whose driver, a woman in a fur coat, stumbles out injured when the car slams into one of the square's surrounding arcades. Both are taken to the hospital in a police van, where the young man notes others arriving in handcuffs before he's put under ether. Waking up muddled in a different hospital, he finds the woman gone and meets a large, surly man he remembers from the scene of the accident, who gives him a wad of cash and a typed report absolving the woman of wrongdoing. Is the man being overly solicitous of the woman or covering up a crime? Who is she, anyway, and what happened to her? This being Modiano, there are no simple solutions ("I think there's something you're hiding from me" is one of the last lines of the book). But this being Modiano, we get a chilling portrait of everyday obsession as our hero looks for the woman and a sober and satisfying reminder of life's slipperiness in the split-screen interpretation of events. VERDICT Edgy and distilled, this 2003 novel advances Modiano's sense of ambiguity yet remains intriguing and readable.—BH