Something about the blurb on this book “spoke” to me which is interesting because Jean Perdu, the book seller at the bookshop in the title, feels that books can and should be matched with the correct reader. I could make this review of The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George very simple – I loved this book. However that would not do justice to this tale. I found it light, deep and charming. It has whimsical humour. It is about life, love, loss and growing older and maybe a little wiser. And I found it very hard to put down.
There were pages I found so hard to turn and then when I did sometimes there would be the pricking of tears or a smile. For example, the piece on the Tango means the dance will never be the same to me again – the writing is so expressive, delicate, passionate and almost understated perhaps like the dance. There is warmth, companionship and understanding and I felt completely absorbed by it. I loved the characters who roam around this tale. Mostly warm interesting and, for me, very human.
Some real credit in this book must go to the translator. This is a very good book which seems to have been well translated and that has maintained the quality (I hope) that the author intended. Those who enjoyed A Man Called Ove or The Unlikely Pilgrimage Of Harold Fry should find this accessible although I think this may be the better book and it is about life in France not in England – and I read much of it in France. In the same way I was travelling, this book is about journeys, both real and metaphorical. Allow yourself the joy of going on a journey with Jean Perdu, you may be surprised where it takes you. In case anyone is unsure of my view – I loved it! I would be surprised if by the end of the year it was not one of my favourites of this year – excellent.
Note – I received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for a fair review