Gil Courtemanche: Ways of Reason, Voice of the Heart
Gil Courtemanche is no more. The journalist, an angry man whose biting words were well directed yet always fair, a brilliant essayist and writer rather surprised by the pen that calmly brought him a belated success, passed away during the night of August 18, 2011, a frightened and sick man.
His commentaries, notably on Enjeux, Télémag, Le Point (Radio-Canada) and Contact (Télé-Québec) were always sensitive, and with a hint of healthy anger he introduced us to all the misfortunes of the world which he seemed to approach with great humility. But it is above all his novels that show us a highly sensitive man, his fear/hatred of solitude and death and his state of abandon brought on by illness and a final romantic breakup.
We can reread his columns in Le Devoir, and his novels – Un dimanche à la piscine à Kigali (A Sunday at the Pool in Kigali) written precisely while sitting at the bar of the Mille Collines Hotel, Une belle mort, Douces colères, Je ne veux pas mourir seul – with fresh eyes and an added tinge of sadness.
Read this post en français.
Visit The Canadian Encyclopedia for more on Gil Courtemanche.
[Translated by Susan Spier]