Widower
Rights sold to China (Shanghai 99), Denmark (Arvids), Taiwan (Aquarius) and Turkey (Yapi Kredi).
"I'm a widower, Sylvie died on the 12th of November, it's so sad, this year we won't go and shop the sales together. She left discreetly, on tiptoe, with a graceful leap and the sound that happiness makes as it leaves. Sylvie left me, but not for someone else. She fell delicately with the autumn leaves. We were watching a bird crossing the river and discussing the colour of its beak. We disagreed, I said, 'You can't see, you're not wearing your glasses, ' she wouldn't put them on out of coquettish vanity and replied, 'I can see very well far away, ' and fell silent, forever.
I was very lucky to meet her, she carried me along at arm's length, with an ever-present smile. It was a meeting between an optimistic woman and a pessimistic man, an altruistic woman and a selfish man. We were complementary, I had faults, she had qualities. She put up with me for forty years with a smile (and I wouldn't wish myself on anyone). She didn't like talking about herself, even less if people were saying good things. I'm going to make the most of it, now that she's gone."
Jean-Louis Fournier wanted to be first to die, he lost. His wife has gone, he has no one left to talk to about himself. So, as consolation or as revenge, by talking of her, he can talk about himself.