• $11.99

Publisher Description

Finalist, Scotiabank Giller Prize
Finalist, Oregon Book Awards: Ken Kesey Award for Fiction
Finalist, Forest of Reading Evergreen Award
Longlist, International Dublin Literary Award
International Bestseller
A Globe and Mail Book of the Year
A Quill & Quire Book of the Year
A Chatelaine Book of the Year
A Now Magazine Book of the Year
An Amazon.com Best Book of the Month
A New York Public Library Best Book of the Year
A Book of the Year

Frances Price — tart widow, possessive mother, and Upper East Side force of nature — is in dire straits, beset by scandal and impending bankruptcy. Her adult son Malcolm is no help, mired in a permanent state of arrested development. And then there’s the Price’s aging cat, Small Frank, who Frances believes houses the spirit of her late husband, an infamously immoral litigator and world-class cad whose gruesome tabloid death rendered Frances and Malcolm social outcasts.

Putting penury and pariahdom behind them, the family decides to cut their losses and head for the exit. One ocean voyage later, the curious trio land in their beloved Paris, the City of Light serving as a backdrop not for love or romance, but self-destruction and economic ruin — to riotous effect. A number of singular characters serve to round out the cast: a bashful private investigator, an aimless psychic proposing a seance, a doctor who makes house calls with his wine merchant in tow, and the inimitable Mme. Reynard, aggressive houseguest and dementedly friendly American expat.

Brimming with pathos and wit, French Exit is a one-of-a-kind 'tragedy of manners,' a riotous send-up of high society, as well as a moving mother/son caper which only Patrick deWitt could conceive and execute.

Fiction & Literature
August 28
House of Anansi Press Inc
House of Anansi Inc

Customer Reviews

Olen Anderson ,

Started well but fizzled out

Perhaps I do not understand the genre that DeWitt was apparently emulating here but where the book was fascinating in its development of characters and setting in the first half I found myself losing interest after the revelation about Frances’ cat. I was also morbidly put off by Malcolm and couldn’t imagine anyone loving such a louse as him.

beachhousesusie ,

French Exit

I liked this the least of the three DeWitt books I have read. It had the same sound but less timbre. It was more like a lighter weight Oscar Wilde play. Hard to pin down. But I so enjoyed the Undermajor and the Sisters Brothers and this to me was a weak replay.

Frank Comerica ,

Gréât book

Could be his best

More Books by Patrick DeWitt