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![]() Click for words events Fiction Review Paris is Burning
Fifteen is a tough age to begin with, but it is especially so for Doria,
the sassy-mouthed heroine of Faďza Gučne's debut novel, "Kiffe Kiffe
Tomorrow," which was published in the author's native Paris in 2004 and
has now been brought out in a crisp new English translation.
As the book opens, Doria's father has scuttled off to Morocco in
search of a second wife and--he hopes--a male heir. Meanwhile, she and
her mother are left behind in a tower block apartment called Paradise in
the suburbs of Paris.
Welcome to the mostly Arab, largely Muslim outer suburbs of Paris,
the neighborhoods you saw burning during the recent student worker
riots. Doria's local heartthrob is a young man named Hamoudi, a hashish
dealer who stands around quoting Rimbaud poems all day. Her mother
struggles to make ends meet by working a nearby motel with
"made-in-Chernobyl cleaning products," getting the rooms nice and
tidy.
Hope is a knife's edge in this environment, something suggested by
the book's title--a hybridization of the Arabic phrase "kif-kif" (same
old, same old) and the French verb "kiffer" (to really like
something). For the most part, the Arabic part of this definition wins
out in Doria's worldview.
But don't think Doria wants your sympathy. Gučne grew up in the
housing projects of Pantin and now studies sociology at the University
of Paris. She gives Doria a voice that feels slightly more knowing than
is believable, but mesmerizing nonetheless. Doria can be nasty, but
soft, foul-mouthed but sharply astute to the subtleties of class that
humiliate her mother.
And she ladles out her sourest sarcasm upon those who flaunt their
"spesh" face at her, like the social worker, who "makes out like she
gives a damn about our lives," or women from the neighborhood, who
ridicule her mother for using their welfare stamps to buy clothes at the
local charity shop.
"It's like a film script and we're the actors," Doria complains
about this life. "Trouble is our scriptwriter's got no talent. And he's
never heard of happily ever after."
The only things that pierce through Doria's gloom are the movie-made
images that remind her that life is better elsewhere. Naturally, she
gravitates to heroes who refuse to accept their victimhood, like Al
Pacino in "Scarface." "I'll bet you nobody could take his
snacks," she says. "Straight up, he'd take out his semi-automatic and
blow your thumb off, so you couldn't suck it at night before you fell
asleep."
Gradually, things do get better for Doria and her family--just not
in the way she expected. The plot points that affect this change may
thud to the earth heavily, but Gučne keeps her narrative plunging
onward, one amusing observation from Doria at a time. At first, it seems
Doria's bad attitude is among the biggest barriers to her happiness. By
the end of this promising debut, its true purpose is clear: it has
protected her from the knowledge that for some people, happiness, like
tomorrow, never comes. "Kiffe Kiffe Tomorrow"
By Faďza Gučne
Harcourt, $13, 179 pages
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