"It is as a delineator of the labyrinths of human consciousness that Modiano excels. You feel the desperation with which the characters tug at the locked doors of their memories, and find yourself becoming more conscious of, and disturbed by, your own memory's lacunae."–Jake Kerridge,
The Daily Telegraph "Modiano's elliptical detective novels are less whodunit, more whodunwhat."–The Daily Telegraph 'Paperbacks Read This Week'
"The French Nobelist mines familiar preoccupations to mesmerising effect in his latest novel...The city of light is marvellously evoked, a metropolis dense with mystery, teeming with ghosts from its often wilfully forgotten past."–Hephzibah Anderson, The Observer
"A mesmerizing, enigmatic novel . . . a story about growing old and the gaps and omissions that make up a life . . . Its dreamlike prose and a beguiling structural twist make it a worthy and satisfying addition to [Modiano's] accomplished oeuvre."–
Publishers Weekly "Modiano is a master of suggestion and indirection, yet there is nothing muddy, murky, or imprecise in his fiction, sentence by sentence. . . . Even though I've read all of his novels translated into English, I still don't entirely understand how he does it. There's none of the machinery of the 'fantastic' in his fiction, but there is always a sense of the uncanny."–John Wilson,
First Things "Nobel Prize winner Modiano's title smartly ties together the theme, plot, and ambience of his latest book . . . The past overlaps and memories half-emerge in classic Modiano fashion, just as a message in invisible ink tentatively reveals itself in the right light."–
Library Journal "What makes
Invisible Ink such an enchanting read is its insistence on the importance of 'those spaces where memory blurs into forgetting, ' and its glyptic insights into the mechanisms by which forgetting offers up alternative chronologies, which in turn allow the past to be reconfigured."–Bailey Trela,
Ploughshares "Like Proust before him, Modiano is an orphaned stalker of memory, and his oeuvre, taken as a whole, could be regarded as a continuous novel, a noir-inflected search for lost time. . . . Reading
Invisible Ink is like entering a room that is connected to a large and mysterious house built inside a labyrinth, or traversing a half-lit boulevard that speaks to an entire neighborhood."–John Biscello,
Riot Material "There is no one more masterful at evoking vintage Paris . . . [Modiano's] writing conveys a tremendous depth, and mystery. It demonstrates an obsession with the past, without eulogizing it–it conveys only the constant surprise of it slipping through our fingers . . .
Invisible Ink leaves its indelible mark."–Michael Quinn,
Red Hook Star-Revue "Weird and well-structured. Like Bolaño, Modiano explores the terrain of approximations, a place where the facts don't always add up. For Modiano, that place is often our memory–with gaps, guesswork, and evasions. . . . Modiano's work here is great, as is Mark Polizzotti's translation, which engages in some very nice rhetorical sleights of hand that I assume make for some hallmarks of Modiano's prose."–Tom Bowden,
Book Beat (blog)
Finalist for the Translation Prize, fiction category, sponsored by the French American Foundation
"In
Invisible Ink, Patrick Modiano speaks magnificently about the relationship between writing and forgetting, the strata of memory that constitute a being."–Raphaëlle Leyris,
Le Monde des Livres "Hauntingly memorable and evocative."–Edward Ousselin,
World Literature Today "Breathtakingly beautiful"–Nelly Kaprièlian,
Les Inrockuptibles "A refined and dazzling style . . . The end is emotionally gripping"–Marie-Laure Delorme,
Le Journal du Dimanche "A foggy and magnetic novel"–Jérôme Garcin,
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