Sagan's second novel tells the story of Dominique, a bored twenty year old law student at the Sorbonne in mid-1950's Paris, who embarks on a love affair with a middle-aged man.
Born Fran莽oise Quoirez, Sagan grew up in a French Catholic, bourgeois family. She was an independent thinker and avid reader as a young girl, and upon failing her examinations for continuing at the Sorbonne, she became a writer.
She went to her family's home in the south of France and wrote her first novel, Bonjour Tristesse, at age 18. She submitted it to Editions Juillard in January 1954 and it was published that March. Later that year, She won the Prix des Critiques for Bonjour Tristesse.
She chose "Sagan" as her pen name because she liked the sound of it and also liked the reference to the Prince and Princesse de Sagan, 19th century Parisians, who are said to be the basis of some of Marcel Proust's characters.
She was known for her love of drinking, gambling, and fast driving. Her habit of driving fast was moderated after a serious car accident in 1957 involving her Aston Martin while she was living in Milly, France.
Sagan was twice married and divorced, and subsequently maintained several long-term lesbian relationships. First married in 1958 to Guy Schoeller, a publisher, they divorced in 1960, and she was then married to Robert James Westhoff, an American ceramicist and sculptor, from 1962 to 63. She had one son, Denis, from her second marriage.
She won the Prix de Monaco in 1984 in recognition of all of her work.
'A Certain Smile' is a simple story about a young student by the name of Dominique, who meets and falls in love with her lover鈥檚 uncle.
I was fine, and yet, inside me, like some warm, living creature, there was always that hankering for languor, solitude and sometimes exaltation.
Like in her first book 鈥楤onjour Tristesse鈥�, the main focus of the story is on the young narrator and her feelings of lassitude, boredom and recklessness, her disregard for the passage of time, her craving to maintain her distinct reality and her search for a kindred spirit.
Perhaps, for people like me, happiness is no more than a kind of absence, an absence of worry, a reassuring absence.
This is a sweet little novel about a young girl's willing rush into love with a married man despite knowing that peril awaits, but not experienced enough to know the full consequences of heartbreak. There's a purity to this that is both artful and artless, and because it succeeds at what it sets out to do, I'm willing to overlook its faults. The book is about a brief affair; it should be viewed as a lovely, fleeting wisp, like a firefly in a summer dusk. The language is simple and thoughtful, the narrative is spare and uncluttered. Sagan gets to the essence of things beautifully. In the spirit of the book, I'm keeping it short and sweet. I loved this.
I loved it. I loved it more than I ever anticipated. I thoroughly enjoyed it鈥檚 simple storyline, direct and scarce use of language, unforced ending, and surprisingly, also it鈥檚 subtle but prevalent sense of eroticism. I feel like only 20 year olds can get 20 year olds right. And so Sagan did. Written in the 50s, the plot works for any YA today, and that is its charm. So glad it has been selected as this months @fabula book club pick, as I probably would not have reached for it myself. My second Fran莽oise Sagan of the year and I am officially a fan. Bring her in!
As short and sharp as her first novel, , Fran莽oise Sagan's second (published a year later) is the story of a young woman's affair with an older man, and her subsequent, inevitable, heartbreak. Bored and indifferent towards her boyfriend, Bertrand, Dominique feels a shift in her affections when she meets his married uncle, Luc. Once again Sagan provides remarkable and painful insights into the emotional landscapes of youth - the progression of Dominique's feelings for Luc is as agonising to watch as it is inescapable.
I wasn't wowed by this like I was by Bonjour Tristesse, perhaps because the tone and mood of both books is so similar, as are some details; elements of Dominique's relationship with Bertrand, and with Luc and his wife Fran莽oise, clearly echo C茅cile's with Cyril, her father and Anne. I can see why the two have frequently been published together, and I'd have perhaps preferred to read them one after the other. Still, this was another perfect little gem of a story ideal for a sunny morning.
I knew I would enjoy A Certain Smile. Sagan has a deceptively light touch in her writing style which I find makes the insights and observation the more pronounced.
P. 19. at the Gare de Lyon. Dominique, the first person narrator, "On the way back Bertrand stopped to buy a political journal, which would give him an excuse to get annoyed."
P. 70. "So there I was, yawning (for I was exhausted from lack of sleep) and extremely comfortable. My hand trembled a little as I struck a match to light my cigarette. The September sun, no longer very hot, caressed my cheek. For once I was delighted to be alone. 'We're only happy when we're tired,' Luc once said, and it was true that I was one of those people who are only happy once they have subdued that part of their vitality which continually makes demands and always feels misgivings: the part which asks 'What have you done with your life? What are you going to make of it?' Questions to which I could only reply 'Nothing.'
Such a short novel and it took me such a long time to read it. I found it quite boring and predictable. Maybe I should have read it when I was 20 or so, I think I would have liked it more. I read "Bonjour tristesse" when I was 18 and I liked it a lot. Perhaps there is an age for every novel and "A Certain Smile" is for 20 year-olds. I don't know. The idea is that, except for the occasionally poetic language, this book didn't transmit much.
This title is generally better known for the 1958 English-language film version with the accompanying title song crooned by Johnny Mathis. The original French-language novel is the short, bittersweet story of a doomed affair that nicely showcases Fran莽oise Sagan鈥檚 signature talent for describing the confused and tumultuous emotions of young girls. Dominique, the first-person narrator, is a law student at the Sorbonne who suffers from a particularly serious case of ennui. Everything seems to bore her. Her boyfriend, Bertrand, who adores her: Boring. Her university studies: Boring. The sights and activities of Paris: Boring. Visiting her parents in her hometown: Super-boring. Actually, her problem is even more serious than all of this. In French, the word ennui鈥攁t least how Baudelaire described it in the mid-19th century鈥攎eans more than just boredom. It refers to a ravaging and intolerable tiredness and frustration with life. This is an apt description of Dominique, even though she seems to have so much going for her. When Bertrand takes her to meet his uncle, Luc, and aunt Fran莽oise, Dominique hesitates to act on the obvious chemistry between her and Luc, because, after all, she is involved with Bertrand, and Fran莽oise is so motherly and completely kind. Dominique and Luc cave into the temptation, of course, even though Dominique can see that Luc regards an extramarital affair and its inevitable outcome with socio-pathological sang-froid. 鈥淒e quoi veux-tu que j鈥檃ie peur?鈥� he asks Dominique. 鈥淏ertrand ne me tuera pas. Fran莽oise ne me quittera pas. Tu ne m鈥檃imeras pas鈥� (69). He is wrong only on the last point. After an idyllic two weeks together in Cannes, Dominique and Luc part and can snatch only isolated moments together in the next few months. Dominique鈥檚 feelings grow into an obsession for Luc that virtually takes over her life, and makes a stark contrast to his increasing indifference. Sagan鈥檚 sensitivity to these kinds of emotions as well as for the barbs of guilt, shame, and loss that typically follow an ill-advised choice is obvious in her eloquent prose and dialogues. This is a sobering psychological study of discontent that can morph into desperation.
Dominique has a lot to learn about love. She was young and naive and thought she knew how to play the game. Dominique thought she understood the rules. But she didn't! This short novella of young love and growing up! 'I was a woman, and I had loved a man. It was a simple story; there was nothing to make a fuss about.'
This novella, 鈥楢 Certain Smile鈥�, penned when Sagan was a mere 21, is an exquisite follow-up to 鈥楤onjour Tristesse鈥�. Once again, Sagan鈥檚 hallmark evocative prose and psychological depth are showcased. Her writing is so elegant, so precise and understated.
The familiar themes of passion and loyalty are skilfully woven into the narrative, as are the somewhat melancholic undertones of the elusive nature of happiness, self-doubt, and the foreshadowing of rejection or disillusionment. As I read, I couldn鈥檛 help but associate her writing style with that of Camus, Fitzgerald, or Jean Rhys鈥� tales of love and loss in Paris, mirroring the city鈥檚 duality of elegance and sadness.
While 'A Certain Smile' may lack some of the complexity and nuances of the sensational 鈥楤onjour Tristesse鈥�, it is nevertheless a captivating read by a superbly talented young author.
This version is the original uncensored text - a raw and unadulterated portrayal of Sagan's narrative.
Despr茅s de llegir 鈥淏on dia, tristesa鈥� i 鈥淭鈥檃grada Brahms?鈥� tenia clar que 鈥淯n cert somriure鈥� no em decebria. De fet, si no me l鈥檋e llegit abans 茅s perqu猫 he estat esperant que fos publicat per Viena Editorial. Al meu parer, les obres de Sagan s鈥檋an de llegir sempre amb un llapis a la m脿. La dona escriu sempre sobre desamors, sobre homes que estimen per貌 mai prou intensament, i aquesta 茅s la mena de contingut que de vegades una necessita. La reina de verbalitzar els sentiments d鈥檜na forma senzilla i pura.
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Sagan never disappoints in the world of human emotion. Trust her to make you feel in the skin of a young woman having an affair with a married man. You will feel her pain, hope to hold her, and also give her a slap in the back of the head to realise how stupid this is.
"Mi destino era que Luc me abandonara, que yo tratara de empezar de nuevo con otro, lo que seguramente har铆a. Pero nunca con nadie me sentir铆a como con 茅l: tan poco sola, tan tranquila e, interiormente, tan poco reticente".
Una novelita honesta, bella y triste sobre el amor no correspondido, quiz谩s un capricho pero uno doloroso.
A Certain Smile confirms Fran莽oise Sagan to be something of a one-trick pony. Her first renowned novel Bonjour Tristesse set out a bold philosophy that dealt with sexual matters in a manner that was amoral and yet also strangely coy. Readers may have been titillated by a heroine who navigates the sexual world without many boundaries, but they would look in vain for a detailed erotic (or pornographic) scene.
This book is more of the same, giving the lie to Sagan鈥檚 claim that her previous heroine was not herself. Once more we have a promiscuous heroine who vaguely loves and callously disregards everyone around her. There is a more sensible brother-lover whom she likes but discards. There is an older father figure with whom she has an inappropriate relationship, and a mother figure who appeals to her, and yet whom she betrays.
On this occasion, the heroine is Dominique, a bored and cynical student, who is involved with a fellow classmate Bertrand of whom she is vaguely fond. Bertrand introduces her to his aunt and uncle, Fran莽oise and Luc. While Fran莽oise is affectionate towards the young girl, her husband has other ideas.
Soon Dominique is having an affair with the lecherous uncle which eventually leads to a break with Bertrand. However Luc is unable to reciprocate Dominque鈥檚 growing affection for him, and she is forced to reconcile herself to losing him.
The book is a step up from Bonjour Tristesse in that Dominique is at least capable of getting hurt and attaching herself seriously to a man, but there is still a sense of moral malaise about the work. It seems likely that she will get over him soon enough and move on to other lovers, but we at least get a glimpse of the other side of Sagan鈥檚 superficial worldview 鈥� that involvements without any depth on both sides are lonely and unfulfilling, and that extra feelings will arrive unbidden.
It is difficult to entirely criticise Sagan鈥檚 take on life. We can call it vacuous and selfish and lacking in purpose, but so what? Sagan might point out that the problem here is not the Dominques and Lucs of the world who wander around with no serious attachments.
It is the Fran莽oises and Bertrands who seek to bring meaning to relationships, and introduce jealousy, heartbreak and sadness into this world. If everyone felt the same as Dominique and Luc, nobody would be hurt, and there would be no greater risk than pregnancy or sexually transmitted diseases, both of which can be minimised with adequate protection.
I find it hard to say what is wrong with such a viewpoint, even if every intuitive bone in my body cries out against it. I could not live like that as my mind cries for meaning, but if someone else has no need for that sense of meaning, what is wrong with that?
Perhaps ultimately the best moral objection to Sagan鈥檚 ideas lies in the consideration that morality is important because morality in its quintessential form is about promoting the happiness of oneself and that of others.
Sagan鈥檚 books end in melancholy because her heroines are rootless and lonely, trapped in a prison of self from which no lasting contentment can develop. Sooner or later a life of self-seeking pleasure and sexual encounters cannot be sustained, and that is why Sagan鈥檚 own life ended in solitude and addiction.
This is my second Francoise Sagan book, and as with the first one (Bonjour tristesse) I enjoyed the writing, it just flows and seems effortless, but the characters are a different story鈥� they have no depth, they are just cardboard people. We would assume that it鈥檚 not the same case with the main character; she should stand out, right? The only thing making her 鈥渟tand out鈥� is that she is having an affair with an older man. Great job.
The main character, Dominique, is bored, her friend and boyfriend are boring people, her life is boring, and nothing interests her. But then she meets her boyfriend鈥檚 uncle and WOW, there鈥檚 just something about him that doesn鈥檛 make him boring. Her behavior really annoyed me. She was indifferent to everything and had an attitude that screamed at me: 鈥淚鈥檓 better than everyone鈥�
La Dominique 茅s una noia que estudia dret a la universitat i que comen莽a una relaci贸 amb el tiet de la seva parella, un home casat. 脡s una hist貌ria d'amor -o de companyonia- sense la innoc猫ncia de "Bonjour tristesse" (que vaig llegir passada l'adolesc猫ncia i que no em va interessar), amb una protagonista c铆nica i autoconscient, i alhora poc experimentada i impulsiva. M'ha encantat que, superar l'avorriment, l'avorriment que tenyeix la majoria de vides insulses, carreres indesitjades, amistats que ajuden a matar l'estona, per貌 distants (que insuportable la Christine, i quantes noies que hi ha com ella), sigui el motor de les accions de la Dominique. En alg煤n moment final 茅s una mica dram脿tic, per貌 la protagonista t茅 21 anys, l'escriptora tamb茅, i ja 茅s propi de l'edat. Em fa venir ganes de llegir "T'agrada Brahms?", estic contenta d'haver-li donat una altra oportunitat a la Sagan.
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Having read and fell in love with Bonjour Tristesse, I knew I had to read Sagan鈥檚 second short novel Certain Smile. Though it does not have the magic spell and uniquely passionate narration, I enjoyed reading it nearly as much as the her first book. In Certain Smile, Sagan tells the story of an afair between a middle-aged married man and a university student from the perspective of the young girl, who ends up heart-broken. Well, considering the subject, it is easy to guess that things will get ugly. Even though he plays his cards open, not promising anything to her other than a two-week limited good time and fun, the care-free, unsentimental Dominique cannot help herself falling in love. The before and after of the affair, the emotional and psychological evolution of Dominique prevents this book from turning into a cliche and creates a unique taste. Sagan鈥檚 characters have such high level of self-awareness that it gives me awe to think she had that kind of acute observation skill and verbal flexibility at the age of 18 when she wrote these two novels. Although her oeuvre consists of a serious number of stories, novels, plays and autobiographies, these two stand out as her must-read key works. I can easily say that her elegant phrasing, first-person narration and self-analysis, observant and open-minded strong protagonists make her a one-of-a-kind author.