Showing results for "Noir" in Friendship

Charlotte has it all: the successful career, the loving family. But, secretly, she is dangerously bored of her rigid and structured life. Bianka is a free spirit, always the life and soul. When she and Charlotte meet, it feels like fate – Bianka is exactly the person that Charlotte needs. When they escape to Ibiza for a girls’ trip, home is soon forgotten. Charlotte dives head first into a life that is looser, wilder. But the holiday soon spirals out of control with fatal consequences – someone doesn’t return home.

On a night out, four friends witness a stranger in trouble. They decide to do nothing to help. Later, a body washes up on the banks of the Thames - and the group realises that ignoring the woman has left blood on their hands. But why did each of them refuse to step in? Why did none of them want to be noticed that night? Who is really responsible? And is it possible that the victim was not really a stranger at all?

En 1962, à Jackson, Mississipi, chez les Blancs, ce sont les Noires qui font le ménage et élèvent les enfants. Sans mot dire, sous peine de devoir prendre la porte. Est-ce le cas de Constantine, l'employée des Phelan, dont on n'a plus aucune nouvelle ? Mais franchement, qui s'en soucierait ? Ses amies, Minny et Aibileen, et surtout Skeeter, la propre fille des Phelan. La jeune étudiante blanche et les deux employées noires vont lier une alliance imprévisible pour "comprendre".

Seven years have passed since Miles and Jack took their infamous bachelor trip to the Santa Ynez Valley. Miles has written a novel that was made into a wildly successful movie, which changed his life. Jack, contrarily, is divorced, has a kid, and is on the skids. Phyllis, Miles’s mom, suffered a stroke that left her wheelchair-bound and wasting away in assisted living, and she desperately wants to live with her sister in Wisconsin.

Desmond a des problèmes d'ouïe. Et d'ennui. Professeur de linguistique fraîchement retraité, il consacre son ordinaire à la lecture du "Guardian", aux activités culturo-mondaines de son épouse, dont la boutique de décoration est devenue la coqueluche de la ville, et à son père de plus en plus isolé là-bas dans son petit pavillon londonien.

You did nothing. That doesn’t mean you’re innocent. On a night out, four friends witness a stranger in trouble. They decide to do nothing to help. Later, a body washes up on the banks of the Thames - and the group realises that ignoring the woman has left blood on their hands. But why did each of them refuse to step in? Why did none of them want to be noticed that night? Who is really responsible? And is it possible that the victim was not really a stranger at all?