Lovers at the Chameleon Club, Paris 1932 by Francine Prose is historical fiction about a group of people living in Paris prior to, during, and after World War II. It took me a long time to read this 400+ page book. The story is told through the eyes of a Hungarian artist, a baroness, a lesbian Nazi sympathizer, and an American born writer. Hence, the title of this review! The ever-changing points of view in this story caused me to take my time reading the novel.
The story is engrossing and once I got into it, I really liked it right up until the end, when the author lost me completely. I am not one who enjoys trying to figure things out when I’m reading a book. I like the endings to be completely clear and I totally didn’t get the very end of this book. I reread the last two chapters thinking perhaps I missed something, but still felt as if the author switched train tracks and left me hanging. While I understand there are deeper implications about life and love in this book, I found parts of it repetitive and noticed some “guns” introduced which were “never fired”.
Still, I would recommend this book to those who are interested in and enjoy World War II stories. Much of what I read struck me as believable. I only wish the ending had not baffled me so. If any of my followers have or will read this book, please share your feedback with me. I’m find I am at a loss after long hours spent reading it.