The Dance of Entanglement: A Review of Marguerite Duras' L'Amour --- Natalia Sarkissian | Numéro Cinq
Reading Marguerite Duras’s short novel L’Amour is like watching a film of silvery images unwind against a muted seascape of sand and salt. An occasional flash of color punctuates. Blue eyes. Green plants. A pink dawn. And throughout the novel the nameless survivors of concealed histories—The Man Who Walks, The Woman With Closed Eyes, The Traveler—group and regroup on the beach, along the river and in the mythical town of S. Thala in a never-ending, enigmatic dance of desire and entanglement.
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