Issue number 25. “Communication”, a big word that evokes exchange or transmission. Obviously a subject for the Acharnœur… With a slight dose of irritation in Yuck and a dose of humour in Good day/Dog day… “Culture”, an important word at this, the start of the new literary season. The Acharnœur gives you a chance to taste a different one in “Bloom” and “Station”. But we won’t reveal everything now… We’ll let you discover the new “cru”. Next issue out on October 2nd.



  • 25- News qui court

    Mais quelle est l'intention de ce clown qui se promène dans les rues  de Northampton près de Londres depuis quelques jours? Il arpente les rues la nuit sans que l'on sache pourquoi.  Faire rire ou faire peur? La population hésite. Le mythe du clown dans toute sa splendeur... A suivre! En voir plus sur sa page Facebook ouverte à tous

  • 25- Respect

    The fight at the Olympic Games in 1984


Well done wrestling, it appears to have won a battle!
Despite the fact that this discipline was almost dropped from the 2020 Olympic Games in Tokyo, a sport that was originally recognised in the year 708 AD at the first games in Ancient times, and was officialised in 1896 when the modern Olympiad was established.

Obviously, this amateur sport garners little coverage in the press, there are no records to beat and the level of suspense is low especially since the competitions have been shortened to three two-minute bouts. It must be said that things had gotten out of hand. In Stockholm in 1912, a semi-final match lasted 11 hours and 40 minutes, outside, in the sun, with nothing but short breaks for water every half an hour to the point where the Estonian winner Martin Klein was so exhausted that he was unable to show up for the final the next day... 

It is not a hugely popular sport but is nevertheless practiced in 180 countries, by 55 million people, for the most part in Russia and Eastern Europe as well as Iran and Turkey. Wrestling is even the national sport in Mongolia. In the United States, it is one of the leading college sports, practiced by the elite. In France there are few clubs – unlike judo which occupies all the mats and swallows up all the grants. Wrestling is a modest sport, it requires no equipment or accessories, just a tight-fitting kit, and is accessible to all from school level.

Wrestling is a fairer sport than judo as it is a sport where one grapples and painful holds are forbidden. The aim is to pin the opponent’s two shoulder blades to the ground for two seconds – otherwise points are given according to holds. There are three types of wrestling. Flat-handed Greco-Roman wrestling initiated in 1848 by Jean Exbroyat, a soldier in Napoleon’s old guard, that doesn’t allow holds below the belt. Free wrestling, once a fairground attraction, allowed a broader variety of holds. Finally, women’s wrestling came to be in the 1980s.

Wrestling symbolises a life and survival practice that is as old as humankind. So, in these recessionary times, let’s follow the admirable code of honour of wrestling boxing: never hurt anyone!

Bruno Lancelot

• To understand wrestling philosophy


  • 25- Beurk

    Experimental sensation


Of course advertising has its uses. Both to make a name for oneself as the advertiser and make money as a broadcaster. The Acharnœur can’t argue with that. However, advertising on the Internet has started to cross boundaries that force us to reflect on what is being done with us and our lives.

What exactly is happening? As we surf, we are now constantly confronted with pop-up windows that appear from who knows where or how. But, one thing is sure, we are always caught unawares. Imagine you are engrossed in an article and as you scroll down to continue reading, a voice rings out. What can it be? How do you stop it? Where is it? So you have to interrupt your reading to find the offending video and get rid of it. If that is even possible. The example is not an isolated one if you think about the other bothersome windows that constantly ask you to check out a networking site, adverts that slip between two pages or photos and that you accidentally click on only to find yourself on another site entirely… And all this for what? Nothing! Basically, we spend more time surfing from one ad to another rather than on the site we are interested in. Let’s just admit it, we read the ads!

Not to mention the specially targeted small ads and banners linked to whatever internet searches you did earlier, from plane tickets to underwear. Sometimes they are so well targeted that these adverts leave a disturbing aftertaste of interference. On the Internet, nothing is secret, everything is under surveillance, recorded and carefully filed away by sites that then force themselves on you.

While the ad-breaks on TV are regimented by the CSA and can easily be flicked over, and street advertising is strictly controlled by the council, the Internet remains out of reach. At a time when such a thing as parental control exists to protect kids, the need for some form of advert control has become urgent. They could then limit overkill and voyeurism in tandem. Among other things.

Mégane Seure




There would appear to be a touch of the “cold war” in the air.
There would appear to be a touch of a “return to the mines” underground.
In the newsstands, there are re-launches of old titles such as “Lui” and “Jours de France”.
Presented thus, one gets the distinct impression that we’ve taken a big step backwards. But of course, this is an illusion.

A Cold war? Nothing like the post-war ideological stand-off between the USSR and the United States. In fact, Obama and Putin just sulked at one another at the G20 summit, each wrapped up in their own commitments and interests.
Back to the mines? Nothing like the time when coal was extracted in the dire conditions we all know. Simply, the state is progressively launching the mining of metals that are increasingly in demand (gold, copper, zinc etc.) from the earth’s crust using today’s sophisticated methods.
The monthly erotic magazine 
Lui is back. But it is nothing like the one we used to hide between the pages of the “Figaro” or the “Equipe”. Today, there are no “risqué” photos to cover up and its extremely stylised silhouettes are even to be lauded in these times of generalised vulgarity.

“Jours de France” is back. But it is nothing like the magazine of our blue-rinse great-grannies and crazy aunts. Today, housewives “over fifty” still believe in true love.

So really, the over-use of nodding references to the past to evoke the present doesn’t throw any light on the dead ends, hopes and rebounds we face now. On the contrary, it can be misleading and merely maintain confusion to the point where it satisfies and reinforces those who want to keep thinking that things were better “in the good old days”.

Maurice Achard


A book, a film, a piece of music... a few years, decades or centuries later. When culture never stops blooming.
  • 25- Floraison

    Michel Cournot in 1958


He was tall and he was beautiful. When he walked, he looked like he was floating. When he spoke, his voice trembled a little. He was a poet, a writer, an unprecedented talent. Let us introduce Michel Cournot.

He died in 2007 and a collection of his main literary articles came out in the spring of 2012 and “De livres en livres” should be used as a spirit guide for the literary season every September. Because it is above all an ode to reading. The first pages are magnificent, given over to the crazy, passionate desire to pass something on, to make people want to read, sharing with the reader the pure emotion of touching the cover, the feel of the paper, the smell of the book. Because all the words he uses, the digressions he takes, carried by his free, often funny, always clear writing that makes us all feel what a pity it would be to miss the author in question.
Of course, the authors in question are often impressive, “colossi” even as Malraux once said of Gide, people such as Henri Michaux, Sartre, Sade or “du côté de chez Swann”, of course.
But one should never be afraid of getting lost or bored. Cournot tells stories about each writer, pointing out things to remember. What a pleasure. The only thing that doesn’t work is the title: too banal, too cold.

We would have preferred a more original, more accurate invitation to discover – for those who haven’t been reading these articles in the “Nouvel Observateur” for the past forty years – so many small masterpieces.

Maurice Achard

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No, it isn’t a Rothko but it is just as beautiful, when Denis Baudier transforms familiar objects into works of art. Here, books become paintings or sculptures. And while they cannot be read, they remain captivating nonetheless.

  • 25- Foodoir

    Photo © Odile Berthemy


As the summer ends, let’s give our taste-buds a treat with plums. But not any old plums, only “Reines-Claudes” or greengages, the real ones. And they can be eaten as table fruit! Because, seriously, well-ripened reine claude plums (despite their green colour that darkens or reddens) are so juicy, sweet and full of flavour when they explode in your mouth, that it would be a pity to cook them for jam or even in a cake. How deliciously their skin bursts to let a drop of syrup escape…

So it’s easy to understand why Queen Claude of France was such a fan! Indeed, at the start of the 16th century, the “Good Queen” as she was known, did not have an easy life. Married at fourteen, she was the first wife of the future King François the 1st and bore him seven children, only to die giving birth to the last one at only twenty-four… At least she could savour this variety of green plum to which she left her name, a little gem that originally came to France from Asia. 

Like Nancy’s “mirabelle” and Alsace’s “quetsch”, the green or gold “Reine Claude” is known as a “noble plum”. Not to be confused with the Bavay Reine Claude which is a little bigger and not as sweet with a stone that sticks slightly rather than coming away easily. As for the nutritional qualities of this low-calorie fruit, despite the high level of sugar, it also contains sorbitol which stimulates the gall bladder thus aiding digestion and intestinal transit without the irritation sometimes caused by the more acidic prune.

In garden centres it is easy to get lost in the categories of “Prunus domestica”, plum trees that produce golden or purple Reine Claudes, or those from Bavay, or Oullins… Whatever the strain, they are all deciduous, with a preference for a continental climate with distinct seasons and a sheltered environment. Of course we prefer the green Reine Claude plum tree that flowers white in April and ripens over the summer to give us such pleasure in September.




Is a press review a TV-friendly genre?
Since the beginning of September, Michel Field has been doing a review of what’s in the papers every morning at 7h45 on LCI. The formula is not new, we’ve had it for years on the radio. The problem is, on TV, the exercise is more delicate.

You need to be a sort of acrobat to read an article on air without letting the camera go, while constantly taking off and putting on one’s glasses between close-ups of front pages and those behind one’s back, and Field does his best in the circumstances.
The thing is, he wasn’t hired to provide an attraction. Field is an excellent journalist with a passion for current affairs and debate and is obviously not comfortable with this breathless exercise filled with agitation that just serves to distract the viewer.

So, we don’t follow the press review. We no longer listen to it, we watch it. And we must admit that the furtive close-ups on certain articles are of little interest. A few essential quotes and other papers picked out by Field might, for example simultaneously scroll over the screen as is often the case in the news, in order to better get our attention and keep it. But that would probably only make the section even busier…
Decidedly, television is too pressed for time for the press. 



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Uni&Vintage -198€

Behind Uni&Vintage is the eye and imagination of one Christine Ekodo-Delaunay. So, what is her USP? She cuts up vintage clothes, scarves and fabrics, puts them together if needed with a specially dyed satin to help the fabrics blend and makes an entirely new piece. Skirts, shirts, trousers, tunics: the Uni&Vintage line proposes exclusive cuts that fall differently according to colours and prints. As a result, each design is unique and numbered as part of a broader collection.



A vintage Lanvin headscarf, satin dyed in verdigris, a « kimono » cut, together form the skirt specially made for l’Acharnœur. The multitude of colours blend delicately as the bands superimpose with modernity. The inner belt is adaptable so the skirt falls perfectly on everyone regardless of size. The outer belt dresses the entire waist for an ultra-refined effect. This piece is number 1045 of the Uni&Vintage brand.


One-off piece. Price: 298€ taxes inclued

Uni&Vintage silk and satin skirt. Piece number 1045.


- Front and outer belt: vintage Lanvin headscarf 100 % silk 
- Back and inner bands: 66% satin and 33% cotton 
- Kimono belt
- Size 2

Let It Be Men - 54€

Created by two jewellery fans (including the ex-founder of Mercerie Moderne), Let It Be is a Parisian brand that is still quite low key. The charm lies in a collection of cheeky, sometimes ecumenical pieces but are not worn just as symbols. On the contrary: Let It Be is aimed at the liberated men or women who have decided to be themselves, instead of defining herself relative to others… Who wear Let It Be lay claim to nothing, except beauty!




This bracelet is a key piece in the collection. It is made from leather and white magnetic metal, it is both male and chic, elegant and rock and roll. Perfect alliance between sobriety and confirmed style. A stand-out piece sold exclusively on l’Acharnœur.


Price: 54€ 


- Leather bracelet with "piqûre selleir"
- Magnetic clasp in silvered Zamac 
- Sizes available: 20cm or 22cm (made-to-measure on request)

Aline Lang - 80€

Aline Lang is a photographer and graphic artist who one day, for fun, drew a bracelet watch like a piece of film. A designer at Cartier, Omega, liked it and oriented her into watch face design. Her first watch was for the bicentenary of the French revolution. Since then she has designed over forty watches, including one for the Bibliothèque nationale. Her rare and unusual creations are born from her inspiration and are produced as limited editions.




The Gallops watch. An homage to chronophotography (the decomposition of a movement by a succession of photographs) and to Muybridge’s work that in 1878, proved that the four legs of a horse leave the ground at the same time when the horse gallops. This watch was first made by a big luxury house before being edited by the Musée d’Orsay. Its leather bracelet and particularly flat face makes this version timeless.


Limited edition. 10 pieces available.
Price: 80 €.

Gallops Watch


- Case in chromed brass
- Black leather bracelet 
- Quartz movement
- Made in France, Alsace.

Lord SM - 180€

Lord SM was set up in 2009, and making luxury from vintage is something they know. It all began with the designer reworking morning suits to make them more « Rock Couture ». Slowly but surely she let her inspiration develop with scarves, bags, leather jackets, tunics, dresses… The terms « Union Jack » or « Mini Jack » are used for the scarves only she knows the secret to. Her « Ring of Fire » scarves are the stuff dreams are made of and we have a total crush on her fringed bags. Her pieces already have a cult following and her Spring/Summer 2013 collection was presented at Tranoï. The world is Lord SM’s oyster.



A Mini-Jack in vintage fabric and noble materials. Silk, cotton voile, silk velvet and leather all blended in a unique patchwork. The cut is the result of hours of work, stitching and imagination, which makes it adaptable to all shapes. The model is unisex and universal. 100% made in Paris, 100% Lord SM. New pieces available in the same shades.


One-off piece. Price: 180 € taxes inclued

Mini-Jack unisexe Lord SM.


- Silk, cotton voile, silk velvet, leather, cotton patchwork…
- 60x60 cm
- Folded in a triangle

Let It Be - 63€

Created by two jewellery fans (including the ex-founder of Mercerie Moderne), Let It Be is a Parisian brand that is still quite low key. The charm lies in a collection of cheeky, sometimes ecumenical pieces but are not worn just as symbols. On the contrary: Let It Be is aimed at the liberated men or women who have decided to be themselves, instead of defining herself relative to others… Who wear Let It Be lay claim to nothing, except beauty!




This bracelet is a key piece in the collection. It is made from soft leather and white metal, it is both chic and gothic, ultra-precious and rock and roll. The clasp dresses the wrist with a refinement and originality that attracts all women, regardless of their age or style. A stand-out piece sold exclusively on l’Acharnœur and also available without the skull.


Price: 63€ with skull.
58€ without skull.

Without skull item or with a bow also avalaible.


- Leather bracelet
- Bracelet chain in plate silver
- Skull clasp in stainless Zamac 
- Sizes available: 32cm, 34 or 36cm (made-to-measure on request)




She used to work under the name « Frénétik ». Today Gabriella de Galzain is coming out of hiding and is launching her eponymous brand. She makes baroque, romantic, rock n’ roll jewellery that expresses a bohemian spirit of elegance and freedom, paying homage to the most beautiful icons. Her undeniable talent can be seen in brooches, necklaces, earrings, cuff-links… She counts many stars among her greatest fans and some of her pieces tell the most beautiful stories. 





We requested an homage to the Eiffel Tower. Gabriella de Galzain came up with this timeless yet contemporary brooch. The blend of off-whites means it can be worn at all times. Pearls, chains, crystals, ceramic flowers… The codes of elegance and femininity with an essential touch of impertinence. All the audacity of the “Grand Dame” herself.


Item made to order. 
Price: 95€ instead of 145€ taxes inclued

«La Parisienne» brooch


- Resin beading and icons
- Resin flowers, glass cabochon, crystal Swarovski rhinestones
- Base in silver-plated copper
- Silver-plated brass chains
- Icon high : 10cm
- Total high (with chains) : 24 cm 

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We like it so we're doing it… Our way !
  • 25- Corruption

    Photo © Alice Dardun


It was missing… Among the multitude of “Boxes” we get every month in exchange for a subscription promoting products of a certain category (cosmetics, fashion, food, animals…), this was missing. The one that would provide us with astonishing cultural and artistic content. Missing no longer! And it’s already available.

The name is Art Box by Wombat. Who or what is Wombat? Wombat is a team that has been coming up with art and culture-based concepts since 2002. A standout was the Wombat Pack, a sort of “lucky bag” with cultural programmes, cards and gifts, handed out for free at one hundred different locations around Paris…

So the Art Box is a natural follow-on for Wombat based on their “savoir faire”. Each month, the box proposes a different theme illustrated by:
- a limited edition photographic print. The first 200 prints to be sent randomly to subscribers will even be signed by the photographer.
- a portfolio of new illustrations, photographs,  writing…
- a surprise invitation for a night out (concert, exhibition, film, theatre, opera, festival…)
- a large format artwork (50x70cm) printed on recycled paper
- gifts (exhibition catalogues, books, t-shirts, printed bags…)
- a wombat pack

The message in the first Art Box is “Become who you are”. Artists of note such as Théo Gosselin and David LaChapelle are contributing their vision to the project. We also know that other photographers are interested in the concept and institutions like the Jeu de Paume, the Maison Rouge and the Musée d’Art Moderne de la ville de Paris have given their support.

The last point in its favour is the price: 25€ per month with no commitment necessary. And for all those who think the Art Box is for Parisians only, rest assured: some of the invitations may be for events in the capital but the rest is pure pleasure for the eyes and mind. Wherever you are. So don’t wait, sign up now… www.art-box.com

Bianca Alberti




Finally someone has come up with a well-designed book light! For clipping on to a book, magazine, comic book, this retro lamp throws light on all kinds of reading material… Even the darkest tales!

9.90€. LED. For sale on cadeau-maestro.com


Metro Hôtel de ville ou Cordeliers
Line C or A

  • 25- Station

You know what you’re in for the minute you walk in the front door! An arch made from books welcomes you into this unusual bookshop. You will find works from the big publishing houses side by side with the output from small independents with the sole aim of providing exposure to writers and themes that are usually under the radar, whether in literature, human sciences, cartoon strips, thrillers, film, young people, art, etc. This is not surprising though as «Le Bal des Ardents» is run by true book-lovers, the shop manager in particular spends hours reading books and is prepared to spend hours talking about them! Pure joy!

Le Bal des Ardents
17 rue Neuve, 69001 Lyon
For more information about the store and the readings, encounters and debates it hosts: lebaldesardents.com

  • 25- Quotichien

    Illustration © Frefon Studio


What a joy it is to talk to someone! On condition that you manage to avoid unpleasant physical or behavioural habits. A few tableaux to perhaps reassure the timid or the taciturn…

To begin with, it’s not enough to just open your mouth to be brilliant. You also need to know when to close it. Like with the “Me me me” syndrome of the person who thinks their life and opinion on any subject should monopolise the conversation. If you don’t manage to stop them straight away you will have to listen to detailed anecdotes of no interest for hours… How can this be avoided? By saying: “Yes, and then what?” When asked with a smile and without being mean, your over-talkative companion will understand that they have perhaps “gone on a little” despite the fact that you were hanging on his or her every word. He or she will then shorten their story a little, giving you a chance to take back control of the conversation on the rebound.

Having said that, this excess of verbal enthusiasm is nothing compared to having to face someone with bad breath. However captivating the subject matter, staying concentrated and continuing to listen requires a superhuman effort. What a pity! But a little box of Tic Tacs will always come in handy. Placed discreetly on the table, it is sure to tempt the talker. If this doesn’t work, you can always take one and offer them as a polite gesture… People rarely refuse and you are given a little respite to continue the conversation.

Of course, in another style, there’s the spitter. While you can joke about it with loved ones, things are more complicated when it’s your boss. Act like nothing’s going on? Often, this fools no one. It’s better to take a few steps back. Or put your elbows on the table and your head in your hands. A little protection from the spray… A paltry solution…

Silence? A tad complicated if you want to create an ambience between friends. All the more so as others have a hard time taking it. Like in a lift. If only we could talk about something besides the weather. The meteorologist is not known for keeping his word!

Marie Veyrier


What the wardrobes, walls or drawers of our teenage bedroom
say about who we are today.
  • 25- Junior Suite

    Photo © Alice Dardun


We lived in a house in a village called La Machine. War machine? Perhaps my love for little toy soldiers was inevitable.

It’s back-to-school time, I’ve just turned nine. I hand Madame Lecomte a ten franc coin in exchange for a box of little men to add to my already consequential collection. My pocket money has been spent exclusively on this for the past two years and when anyone asks me what I would like I always reply: “a box of toy soldiers”!

The first thing I do when I get home with my loot cleverly concealed in my schoolbag, is to detach my new friends from their plastic frame. Then I start to sort through them carefully: the ones I like less will end up in the enemy army, while my favourites will be proudly placed on the front line, forming my elite troops, defending the territory they have be given that day. Each time, I take out hundreds of my little soldiers and place them at either end of my room, making them go through all sorts of obstacles, bed, chair, drawers, imagining the most unlikely scenarios.
These moments are mine alone, and I never let my Playmobiles or my Lego take part in these wild games. Often, the rug under my desk was used for the mountains and valleys, at times providing shelter, other times mortal danger.

One winter’s day when I was bored, my father let me invade the shelves of his pharmacy thus widening my horizons to a great extent. When I think back nostalgically to those moment when my imagination was running riot, I see myself as a sublime war hero, surviving extraordinary battles. I even dreamt about it at night! 

As for the rest, years have passed since then and my dreams haven’t aged a second: I still play extremely audacious characters who save the universe without fear with my demi-God build. Of course, it doesn’t make the world a better place. But at least playing at war helped me to make peace between two other worlds that are often at odds: childhood and adulthood. 

Chloé Danglard from an interview with Antoine D.



  • Publisher/Editor
    Virginie Achard
  • Artistic Director
    Perrine Lebas
  • Web design
    Franck Biehler
  • Contributors
    Maurice Achard, Bianca Alberti, Bruno Lancelot, Elido, Marie Veyrier, Stéphanie Norris
  • Translator
    Tresi Murphy


Denis Baudier

Odile Berthemy, Alice Dardun

Frefon Studio, www.frefon.com 

Mégane Seure, Chloé Danglard