{"id":50394,"date":"2011-07-25T22:46:57","date_gmt":"2011-07-25T20:46:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/?p=50394"},"modified":"2026-05-29T11:03:00","modified_gmt":"2026-05-29T09:03:00","slug":"sambre-01-plus-ne-mest-rien","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/?p=50394","title":{"rendered":"Sambre \u2013 01 \u2013 Plus ne m\u2019est rien\u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure class=\"alignright size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-82 alignright bd_image\" src=\"https:\/\/joubjoub.fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/blog\/BD\/2011\/Sambre - 01 - Plus ne m'est rien....jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"386\" height=\"512\" \/><\/figure>\n<p class=\"bd_information\">\n<ul style=\"list-style-type: circle;\">\n<li><em><span class=\"bd_serie\"><strong>S\u00e9rie : <\/strong>Sambre<\/span><\/em><\/li>\n<li><em><span class=\"bd_tome\"><strong>Tome : <\/strong>#1<\/span><\/em><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<hr \/>\n<p class=\"bd_scenario\"><strong>Sc\u00e9nario : <\/strong>BALAC<\/p>\n<p class=\"bd_dessin\"><strong>Dessin : <\/strong>YSLAIRE<\/p>\n<p class=\"bd_summary\">Rouge comme l\u2019amour. Noir comme la mort.<br \/>Roquevaire, novembre 1847. Autour du cercueil d\u2019Hugo, la deuxi\u00e8me g\u00e9n\u00e9ration des Sambre se d\u00e9chire. M\u00eame mort, la mal\u00e9diction du Patriarche plane au-dessus de tous. Il y a Sarah, la grande fille qui veut achever la guerre des Yeux, l\u2019\u0153uvre de son p\u00e8re. Bernard, son jeune fr\u00e8re, qui r\u00eave d\u2019un ailleurs. Leur m\u00e8re, veuve joyeuse qui flirte avec le cousin Guizot\u2026 Et puis il y a cette braconni\u00e8re aux yeux rouges, qui r\u00f4de autour de la Bastide et du dernier fils\u2026 Entre Bernard et Julie la maudite, c\u2019est le d\u00e9but d\u2019une passion funeste.<br \/>Au-del\u00e0 du temps, au-del\u00e0 de la haine des hommes, l\u2019affrontement amoureux de Bernard Sambre et de Julie, comme une braise incandescente, irradie de toute sa beaut\u00e9 ce chef-d&rsquo;\u0153uvre de la BD. Yslaire \u00e9crit avec les mots fulgurants de la passion et dessine avec un \u00e9lan flamboyant cet hymne \u00e0 l\u2019amour impossible. <em>Sambre<\/em> o\u00f9 l\u2019illustration exacte et parfaite du \u00ab Romantisme \u00bb, entre noirceur de l\u2019\u00e2me et br\u00fblure des sentiments. Un monument\u2026 <em><strong>(Source : Gl\u00e9nat)<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p class=\"bd_editeur\"><strong>\u00c9diteur : <\/strong>Gl\u00e9nat<\/p>\n<p class=\"bd_parution\"><strong>Parution : <\/strong>juin 1986<\/p>\n<p class=\"bd_parution\"><strong>Nombre de planches : <\/strong>47<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>S\u00e9rie : Sambre Tome : #1 Sc\u00e9nario : BALAC Dessin : YSLAIRE Rouge comme l\u2019amour. Noir comme la mort.Roquevaire, novembre 1847. Autour du cercueil d\u2019Hugo, la deuxi\u00e8me g\u00e9n\u00e9ration des Sambre se d\u00e9chire. M\u00eame mort, la mal\u00e9diction du Patriarche plane au-dessus de tous. Il y a Sarah, la grande fille qui veut achever la guerre des Yeux, l\u2019\u0153uvre de son p\u00e8re.&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[89,10280,1411],"class_list":["post-50394","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bd","tag-balac","tag-sambre","tag-yslaire"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50394","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=50394"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50394\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":61256,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50394\/revisions\/61256"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=50394"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=50394"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=50394"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}