I recently reviewed The Agents by Grégoire Courtois, translated from the French by Rhonda Mullins, for Strange Horizons.
Here’s an excerpt from the review:
This question, coming near the end of the French surrealistic science fiction novel, The Agents, encapsulates the entire two-hundred-plus-page journey that is this strange, hypnotic text. While its implications and lessons are rich and laden with meaning, its characters, setting, and action are all spare, stripped down to the bare bones, just like the forgotten skeleton that Agent Laszlo discovers in an abandoned cubicle—a skeleton that changes his life and the lives of everyone in his tower forever.
Read the entire review here.