{"id":2039499,"date":"2016-08-20T15:42:02","date_gmt":"2016-08-20T13:42:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/2016\/08\/20\/night-with-my-wife-a-modern-tragedy\/"},"modified":"2026-05-01T21:23:10","modified_gmt":"2026-05-01T19:23:10","slug":"night-with-my-wife-a-modern-tragedy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/2016\/08\/20\/night-with-my-wife-a-modern-tragedy\/","title":{"rendered":"Night with my wife, a modern tragedy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Night with my wife<\/strong> &#8211; Samuel Benchetrit<\/p>\n<p>Plon &#8211; \u20ac16.90<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In spite of themselves, Marie Trintignant, Bertrand Cantat and Samuel Benchetrit set the stage for a veritable modern tragedy on July 26, 2003, in Vilnius, Lithuania. It was the receipt of one of those famous text messages that &#8211; presumably &#8211; says too much (it&#8217;s all a question of looks), sent by Samuel to his &#8220;little Janis&#8230;&#8221;, that was to awaken a desperate and unreal rage in Bertrand and take &#8211; through blows &#8211; Marie to paradise. An outburst of unprecedented violence. Because in the game of love, we sometimes come face to face with the worst of the human race: envy and the demand for absolute exclusivity, obsessive and sickly jealousy, rampant paranoia, confusion of feelings&#8230;   <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">13 years later, Samuel takes us on his &#8220;passionate and poetic inner journey&#8221; to the scorched lands of a great absentee: Marie. Not only the mother of his son Jules. But also the figure of eternal love. It&#8217;s a delicate, scrappy tale of a Samuel who now &#8220;deals&#8221; with his emotions, anxieties and this constant, unflappable lack. How do you survive when you lose your bearings? Not just when it disappears, but when it disappears for eternity. &#8220;I&#8217;ve spent more time on this Earth than you have. And the difference between us is that I&#8217;ve lost you. It&#8217;s because I&#8217;ve kept on living that I know. I wanted to be alone so I could be with you. Invisible loves have to be given time. Take care of them a little. Even now I wonder how you are. What you&#8217;re doing. I look for your news. I invoke anger so you&#8217;ll calm me down. A few laughs where you&#8217;d join me. And the sun has changed, since a shadow is missing.&#8221;      <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In just 170 pages, Samuel brilliantly and uncompromisingly expresses all the difficulty and ambiguity of how to fill the void, remember and continue to live&#8230; in the ordeal of mourning the loss of a loved one, a kind of landmark figure. &#8220;How do you get to hell so quickly? I didn&#8217;t even look at the way back. Besides, nobody warned me that you die before you die&#8230; It&#8217;s invisible. Can you smell it? Fire doesn&#8217;t extinguish tears&#8230; Everything bears witness to the worst&#8230; I settled our son on the bench. I told him he&#8217;d never see you again. Ever again. He asked me when he would see you again. Never again. He asked me again when he&#8217;d see you. Never again. And again. Never again.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Elisa Palmer<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">elisa@luxsure.fr<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Night with my wife &#8211; Samuel Benchetrit Plon &#8211; \u20ac16.90 In spite of themselves, Marie Trintignant, Bertrand Cantat and Samuel Benchetrit set the stage for a veritable modern tragedy on&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":27,"featured_media":938683,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_lmt_disableupdate":"","_lmt_disable":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[30094,66849],"tags":[72113,72115,72116,53291,72114,52869,72107,58593,72117,72112,55978,72110],"class_list":["post-2039499","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-culture-en","category-literature","tag-absence","tag-bereavement","tag-bertrant-cantat","tag-culture","tag-death","tag-elisa-palmer","tag-julliard","tag-literary-revelation","tag-marie-trintignant","tag-night-with-my-wife","tag-plon","tag-samuel-benchetrit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2039499","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/27"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2039499"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2039499\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/938683"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2039499"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2039499"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxsure.fr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2039499"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}