Anda Kārkliņa
A sad game. Pascal Mercier’s Lea
In:, 25 February 2015

Pascal Mercier: Lea © Zvaigzne ABCReading Pascal Mercier’s impressive novella Lea leaves one with a sensation that is difficult to describe, similar to the feeling one has at a classical concert when the final chords of a wonderful melody fade away, slowly diffusing below the deeper layers of one’s skin, leading to an exquisite moment of physical delight. One cannot help being overcome by the emotional roller coaster – from tingling joy to tearful sadness. Mercier’s writing is unbelievably incisive and his words are as deeply moving as music. He writes about a father who stops a stranger in the street and asks him to listen to his story, the tragic story of his daughter Lea. He writes about this stranger, who is seeking a path to himself and his family, and about his daughter, a fragile soul and virtuoso violinist whose talent first soars, only to burn to ashes. About music that makes fortresses and walls collapse, but also can erect them (...). This story has to be read and felt and needs to be given time to settle. It is a story about egotism, obsession and love. Like a virtuoso violin concerto, Lea took me by storm, stirred me and left its mark. A mystical feeling keeps one in its throes long after one has laid the book aside. Yet every one of us should immerse ourselves in the sea of sadness this literary work holds in readiness, to come ashore cleansed and emotionally enriched.

Pascal Mercier
Lea (Origin.: Lea)
Translation: Silvija Brice
Rīga : Zvaigzne ABC, 2015
ISBN: 9789934050114