A really fascinating book. A genuine account of foreigners visiting north Africa during the forties, the contrasts and gaps, the overwhelming nature that is ruling and absorbing their lives in its cycle. I wonder what the reactions were when the novel first was released because of the modernity of the characters that are really representing at the same time the loss of reference points and the pursuit of culture confrontation.
The idea of a landscape that is kind of breathing and absorbing the travelers in its rhythm.
The desert, the north-west african setting that much resembles *my* Morocco and the English speaking expats: a mix of explosive attraction to me; for this book as well as for the Bertolucci's film.