Robert Pinget

The maid claims that she’s too worn-out to traipse upstairs more than twice a day, once in the morning at about eight o’clock after her coffee to take Monsieur his and do the dusting, and once in the evening to go up to bed. She would even like to sleep downstairs on the divan in the dining room next to the kitchen but her master won’t have it.

 

Robert Pinget is one of the current French novels few indisputable glories. There could be no finer introduction to the mind-boggling uncertainties of life in that blighted arcadia between Fantoine and Agapa than The Libera Me Domine, the longer, wilder and more endearing of these two Pinget novels (The Libera Me Domine and Passacaglia) now supremely well translated by Barbara Wright. John Sturrock The New York Times

Obituary by John Sturrock

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