Monday 18 September 2017

One hundred days of happiness by Fausto Brizzi

Or 369 pages of misery?



What would you do if you discovered you only had 100 days left to live?  Would you give up work, go on holiday, spend more time with your friends or family?   Would you hang on hoping for a happy ending or confront the inevitable and book into Dignitas?  Would you choose to end your days alone or surrounded by those whom you love most? 

These cheery questions lie at the heart of Fausto Brizzi’s book and he even provides some blank pages for you to record your answers.  If you are unsure, then you can pursue this line of questioning by following the fictional lead character, Lucio Battistini, on his one hundred day countdown.   Chapters are numbered 100 to 0 to ensure readers can readily appreciate the ease with which days can pass, often without (as it often seems in this book) much happening, and even when those days are numbered. 

As you may have gathered, this book is not for those seeking a light hearted, escapist read.  It is neither a comedy nor a whodunit.  It has some elements of a thriller although the villain is revealed early on (liver cancer, nicknamed Fritz).  There is a love interest but the plot is very simple, a linear structure propelling us towards an inevitable end.  


Some of the cover reviews are wholly inaccurate, disingenuously marketing this book as “Hilarious”, “Funny”,   and even “Joyous”.  Other descriptions such as “Moving”, “Heart wrenching” and “Thought provoking” are more truthful and suggest that those reviewers must have actually read the book.

 The cover artwork is similarly misleading.  Images of sandy beaches, clear blue sea, swimmers, and sunbathers suggest a light hearted holiday read.  Perhaps this was a deliberate, though undeniably dishonest, ploy to attract readers who might otherwise be put off by something more profound and thought provoking.

In contrast to the miserable subject matter, Brizzi’s writing style is dazzling,   His voice is like a powerful magnet, drawing fellow travellers on this hopeless quest.   We experience joy, pain, frustration, love and loss, readily empathising with a dying man who is essentially unremarkable, being neither especially rich, famous, good, evil, brave, heroic, plain or quirky.   However, he is definitely a man and some of his actions, thoughts and fantasies may be more relatable to male rather than female readers.


Fausto Brizzi introduces us to life in Italy, and we learn that the Italian way is not too dissimilar to that in England.   He effectively paints scenes which, perhaps unsurprisingly given his background as a screenwriter and film producer, could translate well onto the large screen.


It is impossible to read this book without some consideration of what living means  - in all its mundanity and unpredictability.  Or, what determines happiness - relationships, achievements, contributions, experiences, pleasure?  Pondering such questions might fuel more mindful living but at the risk of forgoing the pleasure and relief afforded by more cheerful reads. Indeed, some of our group deliberately chose not to read this book in favour of more accessible literary choices. 

We reviewed this book at  The Angel of Corbridge – a happy event, enhanced by good service and reasonably priced, great tasting food.  



Everyone chose the lamb which was superb.




We unreservedly recommend the restaurant but please note:  the book comes with a mental health warning.   

Our next selected read is the second in the Ken Follett Century Trilogy.  Another long one which will hopefully reveal what happened next to the characters we followed in June year (see our views on the first in the series, Fall of Giants)