Hard to say. The economy of language is astonishing, given the rich emotional economy and weird political interdependencies it exposes in fag-end-of-WW2-Paris. I'm kinda in awe of it, and annoyed it's taken me this long to read any Duras, given that I was aware of her work in the early- / mid-eighties. It's a book that moves in a contrary, counter-direction to as-taught history with all its simplistic representations of binary emotional / political struggles; again, I can only reiterate how well she captures (and in so few words) that see-sawing, barely-coping, edge-of-abyss sense of personal near-collapse, of a defeated / exhausted / imploded society in a state of flux that - having survived imaginable horrors - is about to be betrayed by its own 'Moth-ball Generals' and re-emergent Gaullist administrators.
An incredible read.