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L'Invité mystère ❰Read❯ ➲ L'Invité mystère Author Grégoire Bouillier – One gloomy Sunday afternoon Grégoire Bouillier answers the phone only to hear the voice of the woman who left him without warning five years before She isn’t calling to apologize or explain the way One gloomy Sunday afternoon Grégoire Bouillier answers the phone only to hear the voice of the woman who left him without warning five years before She isn’t calling to apologize or explain the way she abruptly vanished from his life but to invite him to be the “mystery guest” at a birthday party for a woman he’s never metHere is the true story of how a bottle of Bordeaux a nonconsensual work of conceptual art and a seemingly innocuous comment at a dinner party enabled one man to unravel the mystery of his being dumped to explore how literature shapes and gives meaning to our lives to let go of his heartbreak and his dependence on turtlenecks and to in the most unexpected of ways fall in love again.

  • Paperback
  • 144 pages
  • L'Invité mystère
  • Grégoire Bouillier
  • English
  • 14 December 2016
  • 9780618959709

About the Author: Grégoire Bouillier

Grégoire Bouillier is the French memoirist who wrote Rapport sur moi Report on Myself and L'invité mystère The Mystery Guest Rapport sur moi won the Prix de Flore in .

10 thoughts on “L'Invité mystère

  1. Buck Buck says:

    It takes a big man to admit how deeply he’s been hurt by a woman—and an even bigger man to do it without sounding like Conor Oberst In his prime Isaac Hayes could feel secure enough to cry like a girl because everyone knew he was still a bad mutha shut yo mouth More recently Ghostface Killah taught us that even gangstas get all torn up inside and that a kick in the nuts doesn’t have to impair your swagger permanently And just this past summer Cee Lo Green tried desperately to “forget” call me a prude but I prefer the radio edit Grégoire Bouillier being a bookish Frenchman inclines toward the emo end of the scale After being dumped by his girlfriend in a particularly disorienting way—she just up and leaves one day without a word—Bouillier spends years wallowing in sweet sweet pain L’Invité Mystère tells the story of how he clawed his way out of it got his mojo back and Learned To Love Again In other words it’s a sort of Mange Prie Aime for Parisian intellectuals Sure it boasts classier literary antecedents and daring syntax than Gilbert’s book but the trajectory is similar heartbreak acceptance redemption And that’s okay Parisian intellectuals need love and redemption too—I SUPPOSE I’m just suspicious of any memoir that refines all the messiness out of life reducing it to a pat narrative schema That’s not how life feels to me There’s triumph in it definitely and tons of failure but there are also great heaping gobs of amorphous stuff and distilling all that chaos into a three act journey of self discovery seems like a massive cop out to me Which is why nobody’s optioning my life story I guessOn a gossipy note I see reality keeps gifting Bouillier with fresh material Sophie Calle the conceptual artist that Bouillier hooks up with at the end of the book has since been dumped by him almost as brutally as he was dumped by his previous girlfriend Apparently he gave her the bad news in a “breakup email” which she took and used as the centerpiece of a popular exhibition at the 2007 Venice Biennale Ouch It’s never a good idea to piss off a conceptual artist Grégoire And Sophie? If I may? As Ghostface puts it in the radio version “What he did was wack but you don’t get your man back like that”

  2. Edan Edan says:

    Taking this to KauaiMan this is a strange little book I was thinking I'd give it 3 stars but I am throwing in 1 for its confounding factor Yes this book totally confounded me The narrator speaks in these endless circular self conscious amusing sentences full of all kinds of verbal tics His obsession with his ex girlfriend is puzzling and sad and also totally realistic His actions are crazy um the turtlenecks? as are his reactions I was really interested in how this guy used books and literature to understand his world and past and how his revelations about things never once matched my own That is he would say stuff like I finally got it and I would be thinking Oh what now? It was pleasing though Monsieur Bouillier can't survive without words and stories and the interpretations they carry even if those textual interpretations are completely solipsistic and unrelated to the text at hand I read this book in one day in swimming attire and I recommend that you read it that way too

  3. Kirsten Kirsten says:

    the significance of a dream we're told has less to do with its overt drama than with the details; a long time ago it struck me that the same was true of real life of what passes among us for real lifewe brick ourselves up in prisons of our own devising we spend our lives losing touch with ourselves disappearing behind what negates us

  4. Laura Laura says:

    Have you had your heart broken? Are you an existentialist? Do you yearn for the chance to participate in performance art? If you've answered yes to all three uestions then this book is for you I found it by accident in a used bookstore and I've read it three times already It appeals to little bitter girl living inside me

  5. Nicco Mele Nicco Mele says:

    A delight The absolute force of the narrative carries you through the pathetically hilariously French story

  6. Tyler Staggs Tyler Staggs says:

    One of the most disgustingly French books I have ever read Mostly a man despairing over wearing turtlenecks or having to change the lightbulb in his bathroom

  7. Yulia Yulia says:

    I was immediately drawn into the obsessive internal world of Bouillier who receives an invitation to be a mystery guest at an artist's birthday party from the woman who'd left him without a world four years before and hadn't contacted him till that fateful call I read on captivated by his neuroses wanting to gain some insight about their relationship or at least about the woman who'd so tormented him but instead we follow Bouillier as he wracks his brain to interpret what her invitation means what message she is sending him as if in code and determines in advance how he should regard the party whether as a challenge or an opportunity a beginning or an end and how he should compose himself with disinterest or in scorn and with a wry smile of complicity I found the preparation and the party itself very absorbing but the book though only 120 pages in translation drags on after the party is over and he grasps at some grand connections his ex had been trying to make a lofty story she had been making of or trying to re enact through her and their lives as well as too many great leaps of association and underlying inspiration involving a space shuttle to the sun light bulbs contemporary art and the death of a certain man who has inspired Bouillier to write not what happens to him but what meaning he takes from these events It's a fascinating look into the mind of a grandiose and self absorbed individual but could have been made so much tolerable had he not tried to make too much of the events or had he or the translator note used the term as they say comme on dit in French? every single time a cliche was used which was a massive number of times sometimes twice in one breath As they say c'est le bouuet

  8. Jim Coughenour Jim Coughenour says:

    Bear with me This review reuires some background A couple weeks ago I posted a review of Sophie Calle's Exuisite Pain A week ago I read a review in the NYT about Bouillier's Report on Myself which not only won the 2002 Prix de Flore but is translated by Bruce Benderson who won the same prize in 2004 So I ordered this book and its predecessor The Mystery Guest – only to discover that TMG is actually the successor even though it was translated first Also in a coincidence worthy of Boullier's memoir The Mystery Guest is dedicated to the same Sophie Calle at whose party Boullier was the titular guestAs soon as I read the first sentence in this book – It was the day Michel Leiris died echoes of L'Etranger – I realized that I'd read or at least started this book a couple years ago – but never finished it because it bored the merde out of me This time I got all the way through it's short but remained unimpressed Bouillier has a bit of French fun with his exacerbated self pity caught in the web of correspondences; the reader not so much The tale spins around an extravagant gift of a bottle of Grand Vin and I suggest sipping a few glasses to get you through even if it's only the house redStill – I'm going to read his first book which at least has a great first paragraph

  9. Ryan Chapman Ryan Chapman says:

    Bouillier's book covers a phone call a party and a few conversations but from such meager fuel comes pure wisdom After the author was cruelly and mysteriously dumped by his girlfriend she calls him out of the blue as they say after five years of incommunicado She would like him to be the mystery guest at her friend's birthday party in a couple weeks This sets off chains of neurotic hilarious tangents which populate the book and render Bouillier not only as a winning and charming narrator but a savvy writer with an unfortunate love life What happens at the party what it all means for him and how this is all tacked to the trajectory of the Ulysses satellite I'll leave for you to find out At 120 pages it can be read in a sitting and despite its hardcover price tag The Mystery Guest should be picked up and read immediately

  10. Lee Klein Lee Klein says:

    27 stars rounded up considering its brevity? Maybe seven really distinguished pages throughout whereas the rest often seemed like a kinder gentler French version of Thomas Bernhard who's name checked at one point or a not as obsessively precise Nicholson Baker? Zero LOLs Way than zero zone outs Inconseuential ultimately despite intimations of conseuence? But again a few sweet pages plus it's short idiosyncratic and moves unpredictably on the backs of sidewinder snakeopium smoke sentences Never really felt like a memoir interestingly Has such a literaryfictional vibe Worth looking at it for the bit of time it takes to read No way I'll remember it in six weeks? But maybe worth it if you see a used copy for cheap somewhere? Some good wise sentences throughout albeit for me mostly a soporific

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