Le Seuil du Vide (1972), dir. Jean-François Davy
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Le Seuil du Vide (1972), dir. Jean-François Davy
ANGOISSE
French weird tales collection. 261 issues [1954-1974]. The series was printed in much less copies than the other Fleuve Noir series and, if “Angoisse” could run for such a long time (all other french popular fantastic attempts did not last very long) it was due to the success of “Espionnage” and “Special Police” that, in a sense, “paid” for “Angoisse”. And there was undoubtedly a nucleus of faithful readers.
“Angoisse” remains as my favorite paperback collection among all. B.R.Bruss (Roger Blondel / René Bonnefoy), Benoit Becker (José-André Lacour, Jean-Claude Carrière, Christiane Rochefort...), Kurt Steiner (André Ruellan), Marc Agapit (Adrien Sobra), and even Peter Randa (André Duquesne),....what they wrote here, this very special kind of stories, is not to compare. Angoisse...a magical aura....Its authors were nicknamed “Les Angoisseurs”...
Later on, others will join (not many and not ever so convincing as the formers): Jean Murelli, Dominique-Henri Keller (François Richard), André Caroff (André Carpouzis), G.J. Arnaud, Paul Béra (Paul Bérato), Dominique Arly (Constant Pettex), Pierre Suragne (Pierre Pelot), Alphonse Brutsche (Jean-Pierre Andrevon)...,and Maurice Limat will give here -with his detective of the occult, Teddy Verano - what can be considered as the best of his considerable pulp writer production....
Reproduced here, 10 among the 20 first issues.
cover art: Michel Gourdon
Publisher: Editions Fleuve Noir, Paris
Literary director: François Richard
source:amsaklapper’s collection
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Auteurice : Kurt Steiner
Maison d’édition : J’ai Lu
Date de publication : 1974 (édition originale), 1977 (présente édition)
Nombre de pages : 158
Genre : Science-Fiction, Dystopie, Anticipation
Ce qu’en pense Naviss :
Je viens vous parler aujourd’hui d’un livre de SF intéressant et très cocasse dont j’ai fait la connaissance hier. C’est un petit livre et j’en ferai une petite chronique.
Ce roman fait rire, mais rire jaune : le héros est une nul, un naze, un raté malchanceux ; tous les personnages sont volontairement grotesques, et derrière ces apparences rocambolesques, on trouve la critique sombre d’une société dystopique validiste qui se débarrasse de ses malades et de ses blessés, possède des milices à l’extrême qui policent tout, dont la connaissance et où les rapports entre les humain.es ne sont plus que des simulacres froids et dénués de sens.
Ce livre est atrocement cynique ; je pense au passage du tribunal, où les accusations des coupables ne sont pas précisées et où les condamnations sont tirées au pif dans un chapeau...
Je n’ai par contre pas bien compris la thèse concernant le système solaire que soutient le personnage principal, Rolf. Je crois qu’il pense que son système solaire n’est pas le seul qui existe, et que l’univers ne tourne pas autour de notre système solaire - ce qui va contre la cosmologie divine qui pense que la terre, crée par Dieu, est le centre de tout ? Cela m’a beaucoup fait penser à Galilée, qui prétendait que la terre n’était pas le centre du système solaire mais qu’au contraire elle tourne autour de celui-ci. Cette pensée allait à l’encontre de la pensée de l’Eglise, pour laquelle la terre ne pouvait être que le centre puisqu’elle est le berceau de l’homme, créature de Dieu...
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Je croyais du moins avoir compris cela, jusqu’à la toute fin du livre. En gros, on apprend que Rolf était dans le coma à cause de la guerre bactériologique qui fait rage dans le vrai monde. Si la maladie est si présente dans son rêve, c’est à cause des raisons de son coma. Et... j’ai pas du tout compris le lien entre la cosmologie de Rolf, la révélation quant au “monde dans le monde” de la fin de l’avant-dernier chapitre, et le fait que c’était un rêve. Si quelqu’un a lu ce livre et compris cette partie, je lui serai très, très reconnaissant de me l’expliquer !
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Pour moi, le soucis de ce livre, c’est sa fin, qui est tellement floue qu’elle me laisse perplexe. Au final, c’est une lecture sympa, mais je ne la recommande pas spécialement.
Ma note : 13/20
En 2013 Kurt Steiner a battu le record du monde de ricochets d’une pierre sur de l’eau.
Après avoir sélectionné la pierre parfaite ( bien plate et sans aspérité ) au milieu de sa collection qui en comporte 10 000, il est allé au bord d’un lac de Pennsylvanie et l’a lancé en direction de la surface de l’eau.
88 ricochets plus tard il battait le record du monde.
Apparemment le secret du ricochet c’est de mettre la pierre en rotation tout en la lançant comme un frisbee ce qui l’empêche de se retourner de perdre de l’énergie au contact de l’eau.
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Head Cannon 4
In the winter Kurt and Klaus move their bed and Kristine and Anna-Maria's bed into Rudy and Heinz's room, push them all close together so they're wall to wall and all sleep in one big bed.
Smoke and Underwear
When Rudy woke up it was freezing despite Heinz's body pressed next to his and all the blankets. He sighed, the fire had gone out last night. His feet hit the cold floor, scooping his clothes off the floor and racing down stairs. His night dress was several inches too short and did nothing in the way of warmth.
"Morning Kurt!" He muttered his brother too stood in front of the fire in his underwear. The metal grate of the fire was pulled far enough away that Rudy could safely lay his clothes on it to warm them.
"Rudy don't do that you'll let smoke in!" Kurt snapped pulling Rudy's underwear off the grate.
"Well I want to go see Liesel but my clothes take to long to warm up." Rudy rolled his eyes draping his underwear yet again, this time adding his shirt as well.
"I think cold underwear would do you some good since you've been seeing her in your dreams." Kurt teased, earning him a shove from Rudy. "What?"
"I was not dreaming about her."
"Really well I think -" Kurt was silenced by the entry of Frau Steiner.
"Morning Mama!" Rudy smiled.
"What are you doing Rudy? You'll let smoke in!" She sighed taking his underwear off the grate, once both had been removed a puff of dark smoke was released into the house. Rudy coughed. "I told you that would happen. Now get dressed and go play."
"I don't play." Rudy grumbled pulling his underwear off and his night dress off. When he finished he noticed Heinz had put his underwear over the grate. "Don't do that."
"Well its not my fault you left me cold!" Heinz huffed unhappily as his older brother threw his underwear on his face.
"Well its not my fault I was cold. Now don't let smoke in the house." Rudy finished dressing and left the house without seeing Heinz put his shirt on the grate or cough after taking it off from the smoke in his face.