Viv Groskop

Love in idleness: The Four Corners of the Heart, by Françoise Sagan, reviewed

In an atmosphere of languid torpor on a French family estate, an unfortunate relationship develops between a son, a father and a mother-in-law

Françoise Sagan reading at home. [Getty Images] 
issue 15 July 2023

Do not be alarmed. You have not suffered a blow to the head. Françoise Sagan, the author of the 1954 phenomenon Bonjour Tristesse (published when she was 18; two million copies sold), is indeed no longer with us. She died in 2004, aged 69. Yet here is her brand new novel, recovered by her son Denis Westhoff from the mass – and presumably mess – of her papers. Perhaps better described as an unfinished story, there’s a romantic charm, innocence and otherworldliness to this book of a kind unlikely to be found in a contemporary novel. But it’s also an uncomfortable read in parts, no matter how ironic the text is supposed to be.

Everything centres around a car crash – and Sagan’s own life featured multiple dramatic car crashes

On the plus side, the balance of characters, plot and tone has similarities to Bonjour Tristesse (itself a perfectly formed novella and perhaps the ultimate summer read).

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