But what if it wasn’t an accident at all? What if Barthes was murdered? The world of letters mourns a tragic accident. The literary critic Roland Barthes dies – struck by a laundry van – after lunch with the presidential candidate François Mitterand. This is not a review and I am feeling lazy and not especially passionate about the book, so here is the publisher’s-blurb-as-summary: What is the novel about though? you may ask. If it had been six hours I might have loved it. I audited the audiobook (translated by Sam Taylor and read with dry wry humor by Bronson Pinchot). I was especially excited when I learned that The Seventh Function took the death of Roland Barthes as its starting point and post-structuralism in general as its milieu. I was a big a fan of Laurent Binet’s novel HHhH, so I was excited when I heard about his follow up, The Seventh Function of Language.
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