The Stranger - Albert Camus: A Book Review
The Stranger - Albert Camus: A Book Review
The Stranger - Albert Camus: A Book Review
A book review
Below is a review of The Stranger written by Albert Camus, in 1942, in the middle of World War II.
Many of his works will be marked by this war and by all the feelings born of the absurdity of the
world and the need for a rebellion or a revolt in the face of the crimes committed by humanity.
The Stranger is a part of what Camus calls "the cycle of the absurd", which refers to the conflict
between the human beings who are known for seeking value and meaning of life, accepting that the
existence has no meaning and only hazard guide our steps.
The novel begins with the words: "Mother died today. Or yesterday maybe, I don't know." the
narrator seems strangely indifferent. He seems like he doesn’t really care about his mother’s death.
This novel show us the lack of interest from the main caracter who is meursault. The Apathy is this
man's primary way of dealing with the world. His mother dies and he goes to her funeral, yet he feels
nothing, except tired and hot and drowsy. He is hungry and so he eats. He is aroused and has sex
with a girl. He has a gun and the sun is hot and irritates him so he shoots a man 5 times and kills him.
That is the first part of the book.
In the second part of the book, comes the trial. The man is human in form, but does not feel
emotions or empathy towards others. He is honest about this. His lawyer does not appreciate his
truthfulness, as it hurts his case. At least, he has not learned to hide his inhumanity. He creates no
false mask. You or society must take him as he is. Society decides to kill him. Isn't this as inhuman as
what the man has done? Cold and calculating, the court finds him deficient and so he must die.
Meursault is a modest employee of French extraction who lives in Algiers. He lives his daily routine
with indifference, unable to openly manifest even the simplest emotions. And it is with apathy that
he learns the news of the death of his mother, who lived her last years in a hospice.
And it is again with apathy that one day, going to the beach with friends, Meursault kills an Arab.
Emotionless, calmly accepting the inevitability of his destiny. Meursault is a stranger hence the title
of the book. A stranger to all the emotions and Feelings that are common to humans. He believes
that life is only a series of purely random and absurd events which have as their outcome an
inevitable death.
I don’t think we could hate meursault. Sometimes he even seems like a nice guy to me. His only
problem, which will be prejudicial to him until the end, is this indifference and this honesty. He never
lies. He always stays faithful to himself. There's no question of pretending. So everyone will agree on
one thing: he's a socially awkward person, that society must eliminate, because he hasn't managed
to fit in.
So, what can I say? I enjoyed the book much more than I expected but I’m still glad i read it. I t′s a
book with multiple interpretations, which never stops being analysed in all directions. A simple novel,
yet complex and ambiguous, and indispensable.