maybe there’s a reason no one bothered translating this into English for so long. 

an adolescent novel from a writer who undoubtedly only went up from here, The Impudent Ones didn’t really know what it was trying to be. the themes were there, but with a total lack of interesting plot or characterization. frequently it just didn’t make much sense and I partially blamed myself for tuning out a bit but maybe that’s the more telling aspect here. 

I want to read more Duras, but there’s no reason for me to finish this deeply mediocre book and potentially taint my views on her work.