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Check for Availabilityout of stock. Click on the button below to search for this title in other formats.  The Mystery Guest: An Accountby Gregoire Bouillier
Review-a-Day (What is Review-a-Day?)"Obsession is a dish best served with a side of self-effacing humor. So it is, anyway, with the French novelist Grégoire Bouillier's charming and neurotic The Mystery Guest....After a few hours with this little book, one can't help but feel that every ordinary object and exchange is alive with meaning." Anna Godbersen, Esquire (read the entire Esquire review) "Grégoire Bouillier's handsomely packaged American debut is neither novel nor memoir, but 'an account.'...The Mystery Guest inscribes itself in a tradition of French internal exploration/excavation that runs through Montaigne, Rousseau, Proust, Michel Leiris, and many, many others who have questioned the fundamental notion that experience is what we have to say about it." Laird Hunt, Rain Taxi (read the entire Rain Taxi review) Synopses & ReviewsPublisher Comments:When the phone rang on a gloomy fall afternoon in 1990, Grégoire Bouillier had no way of knowing that it was the woman who'd left him, without warning, ten years before. And he couldn't have guessed why she was calling — not to apologize for, or explain, the way she'd vanished from his life, but to invite him to a party. A birthday party. For a woman he'd never met.
This is the story of how one man got over a broken heart, learned to love again, stopped wearing turtlenecks, regained his faith in literature, participated in a work of performance art by mistake, and spent his rent money on a bottle of 1964 bordeaux that nobody ever drank. The Mystery Guest is, in the words of L'Humanité, a work of "fiendish wit and refinement." It pushes the conventions of autobiography (and those great themes of French literature: love and aging) to an absurd, poignant, and very funny conclusion. This translation marks the English-language debut of an iconoclast who has attracted one of the most passionate cult followings in French literature today. Review:"In this slim and lyrical memoir, French writer Bouillier tells of the moment when he received a phone call in his Paris apartment in the fall of 1990 ('It was the day Michel Leiris died'). Bouillier was 30 years old and asleep in all his clothes, and it had been years since the unnamed woman on the other end of the line had left him 'without a word... the way they abandon dogs when summer comes.' Rather than calling to reconnect or explain, she called to invite him to a party, several weeks hence, at the artist Sophie Calle's apartment, where he was to serve as the 'Mystery Guest.' What Bouillier (his untranslated Rapport sur moi won the Prix de Flore in 2002) makes of this simple setup is pure Gallic magic — a mix of hapless obsession, sophisticated abstraction, unearned righteousness and hyperarticulate self-doubt — as he tries to guess the woman's motivations and get a hold of his own feelings. The book's four short parts (beautifully rendered by Stein) — phone call, preparation, party and aftermath — are small miracles of Montaigne-like self-exploration. Reading as Bouillier moves through the light and dark of love, through its forms of 'maniacal sublimation' and through its mystery, is arresting. (Sept.)" Publishers Weekly (Starred Review) (Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc.) Review:"A skillful blurring of art and reality...beguilingly spare....The deceptively effortless translation by Stein renders this a treasure at once absurd and heartbreaking." Kirkus Reviews Review:"Somewhere out in the woeful constellation of literary comparison, a lonely satellite drifts between remote stars — Ulysses and Mrs. Dalloway, The Stranger and When Harry Met Sally — beguilingly reflecting the distant light of each. Taped to the bottom of that satellite is this perfect little book, a message to extraterrestrial intelligence that says: we are human, heartbroken, grim and funny in our despair, yet hopeful and miracle-prone, and some of us are French." John Hodgman, author of The Areas of My Expertise Review:"I woke up the other morning and started to read this marvelous book. I stayed in bed until I read the last page. I could not for the life of me think of anything in the world I wanted to do but read this book. I am tempted to stay in bed until Grégoire Bouillier produces another one." Daniel Handler, author of Adverbs Review:"'Just when you think you've thought of everything,' Grégoire Bouillier writes, 'you forget the book sitting right there on your bedside table.' This should be that book. It is intelligent, compact, and curious, like a good hunting dog scrambling up a tree." Gary Shteyngart, author of The Russian Debutante's Handbook Review:"In The Mystery Guest, Grégoire Bouillier has been ditched by a girlfriend in the way another man might be abandoned by God: does the universe make sense any more? Paranoid, badly dressed and often drunk, madly hopeful one moment and howlingly distressed the next, Bouillier makes for an unforgettable narrator, and Lorin Stein's fine and resourceful translation succeeds in capturing the mood of poised hysteria. This book goes a long way toward confirming the truth of what Beckett said: there is nothing funnier than unhappiness." Benjamin Kunkel, author of Indecision Synopsis:This translation marks the English-language debut of an iconoclast who has attracted one of the most passionate cult followings in French literature today. This is the story of how one man got over a broken heart and learned to love again. About the AuthorGrégoire Bouillier's first book, Rapport sur moi, received the 2002 Prix de Flore for an author of outstanding promise. The Mystery Guest (L’invité mystère) is his second book. He lives in Paris. What Our Readers Are SayingAdd a comment for a chance to win!
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