And if love had neither age, nor head, nor any other reality than that which holds us to the heart? It took me a year to come to immerse myself in a book of Maupin, again. Not that the author disappointed me - unthinkable! The Chronicles of San Francisco were of such quality at the checkout of my "masterpiece" favorite that disappointment had come to me whisper sweet fear. And if out of his famous Californian of the 80 chronic, post-hippies and joyously crazy at a time when the Internet was just a dream AIDS is an urban legend, this author does not lecture became a scribbler on return, an old man who refused to grow old, become so daring libidinous.
Well no, we are reassured, Maupin is great! I never really doubted, it is good sometimes to concoct small fears to rekindle a flame that will consume us as surely as the sun shines on this beautiful summer.
Gabriel No one is a celebrity, a successful author of a soap opera and many bestsellers. But at his advanced age, life is not yet what it was. His marriage broke. Ten years since he Jess lives with a beautiful male much younger than he took in a new spirit, a second youth who moves away from the big house with a husband and an old sick dog in the garden, to new adventures mornings and leather piercings. Gabriel knows he can not rebuild his life. So he clings to his end of the couple as to his sudden disillusionment creative: the page is definitely white. This is a young boy of thirteen, Pete, who head out of water. In the manuscript written by a young boy wounded by life, Gabriel will discover the horrors that would previously have imagined. But There is also the power of a kid now very sick and in pain of love, healthy, protective: paternal. Their conversations become more frequent, the thousands of miles separating them make sense Pete is he really? Is it not an invention of his enigmatic adoptive mother? Gabriel is the only one to believe and understand that boy, or only to get caught up in the end in a perverse set of tracks?
The number of questions raised by this masterpiece of the master of gay literature equal the intelligence of his answers or it leads us to build. Can you blame him for not giving any clear from the many springs of his plot? Somehow lose the drive on the last chapters? No, of course. Because beyond a story, this is for everyone to find their own answers, to confront his demons and his convictions to the vicissitudes of the human world.
All loves are surveyed here: the filial and paternal lack of love, love of others as self-love, disillusionment sexual too - the author has matured incredibly since the Chronicles. In a San Francisco has lost its splendor and stored some of his many balls faceted, it is in the light of a new projector that Maupin takes us into life, in the head, men. Simply.
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