Translated by John E. Woods
This book demanded my utter surrender to its terrible beauty and elegant prose, made me consider whether love meant the ultimate possession. Grenouille’s strong need for love driven by hate, cruelty, apathy and loathing is so palpable that it stays with you. A meditative reflection on humanity, a loveless world and time, and a forsaken man driven to possess love in a bottled perfume. What a dangerous, heady mix… Highly recommended, an enrapturing read that ensnares you from page 1.