The world outside France wondered who Patrick
Modiano was after the French author was awarded the Nobel
Prize in literature last week. The 69-year-old author, who is well-known in
France, a country where he has been often compared to Marcel Proust, has been
largely unknown to non-French readers. This is because despite having written
more than 30 novels and children’s books and screenplays, few of his works have
been translated into English. But, as the Swedish Academy’s previous Permanent
Secretary, Horace Engdahl, once said: “The purpose of the prize is to make them
[writers] famous, not to tap them when they are famous.” Mr. Modiano’s work has
stemmed mostly from the complexities of his childhood. His father was an Italian
Jew who did not wear the yellow star when Jews were being deported, and instead
came closer to organised crime gangs with ties to the Gestapo. His mother was a
Flemish actress whose heart, as the writer once described, was so cold that it
made her lapdog leap through the window to death. The French writer Clemence
Boulouque told The New Yorker: “Modiano has returned again and again to
the same themes: the pull of the past, the threat of disappearance, the blurring
of moral boundaries, ‘the dark side of the soul.’” As for writing, as Mr.
Modiano put it, “It’s something natural, it’s something that’s part of my life.”
In his writing career spanning almost 50 years, Mr. Modiano has
shunned publicity and the media limelight, and like many of his works, has
remained a mysterious character to his readers. This has led to the origin of
the French term “modianesque”, used to describe a mysterious person or
situation. In some of his interviews the writer has suggested that writing is
not something that brings pleasure to him but is more of a burden from which he
cannot set himself free. He compares it to driving in fog when one doesn’t know
where one is going, but nevertheless one has to go on. Mr. Modiano’s work often
deals with his Jewish origin and the period of Occupation. In a 2010 interview
to France Today, Mr. Modiano said: “After each novel, I have the
impression that I have cleared it all away … but I know I’ll come back over and
over again to tiny details, little things that are a part of what I am. In the
end, we are all determined by the place and the time in which we were born.” It
is this quality that the Nobel Prize committee recognised, describing it as “the
art of memory with which he has evoked the most ungraspable human destinies and
uncovered the life-world of the occupation.” Unlike the detective Guy Roland in
his best-known work, Missing Person, Mr. Modiano doesn’t have the luxury
of losing his memory. But even if it had, he would always attempt to find it.
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