"Mother died today. Or maybe yesterday, I don't know."
Meursault will not lie. Unmoved by his mother's death, he refuses to satisfy the feelings of others by pretending grief. At the end of the funeral, he returns to his simple, bachelor existence in sun-bleached Algiers. Until he is involved in a violent murder and placed on trial. Will he now, with his life in danger, give in to society's demands and 'play the game'?
'Blending existentialism with the lean, noirish style that James M. Cain perfected in The Postman Always Rings Twice, Albert Camus shocked readers in 1946 and spooks them still.'