The biologist Henri Laborit said of humankind that we are "a species in which each element suffers, individually or in groups, without understanding that it is from within us that this suffering is born, flourishes, and spreads throughout the world." In his novel "The Weather That Isn't," Rémi Caspar presents characters with multifaceted traits, both tender and harsh. Like "lightning catchers," they share a certain propensity for complicating the lives of others, or, more specifically, their own. With his subtle, sometimes biting, even absurd humor, the author confronts us, in a way, with the intricacies of our society.