By Jean-Paul Sartre

Rating: 2 stars

This is a novel about alienation. The protagonist, Antoine Roquentin, is trying to write a book about an 18th century nobleman, but keep getting distracted by The Pointlessness Of It All. Although the book itself was easy enough to read, I don’t feel that I got much out of it. Despite the long soliloquies, I don’t feel that I really got under Roquentin’s skin or at the source of his ‘Nausea’ as it put it, or really sympathised with him at all. I just wanted to shake him and tell him to snap out of it.

I found the bits of the book where Roquentin is being active or talking to people or doing something much easier to read than the bits where he’s agonising over nothing at all. It possibly deserves a reread though — now that I know what to expect, I may get something more out of it.

Book details

ISBN: 9780140022766
Publisher: Penguin Books
Year of publication: 1938

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