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250 pages, Paperback
First published November 4, 1957
Overall this book is a real swan song for those who are familiar with Dinesen/Blixen’s work, and the worst place to start for those who aren’t.
This collection is a mix of Blixen’s unfinished work, structured in three groupings of stories. Two of these, New Gothic Tales and New Winter’s Tales, refer back to Blixen’s earlier collections. The third one is taken from The Albondocani, an Arabian Nights-esque novel of interweaving tales that was never finished. While I think that Last Tales is one of her finest books, I don’t recommend it as a starting point because of these significant references to previous works. Instead I would suggest reading Seven Gothic Tales and Winter’s Tales first and, if you enjoy them, coming back to this later on. For the rest of the review, then, I will be writing under the assumption that you are familiar with Blixen’s short stories.
In spite of the split structure of the book, I mostly didn’t sense any kind of disjointedness between the tales. They read as a continuous set of stories, connected by the same sort of beautiful, elevated writing style and some of Blixen’s favourite motifs and themes – artists, aristocrats and prostitutes; God, identity and passion. All of these Blixen staples figure so heavily that the stories feel like a highly concentrated version of everything she has previously written, sometimes almost to the point of caricature – such as in Converse at Night in Copenhagen, in which a chance meeting of a king, a poet, and a prostitute in the slums of Copenhagen results in a lofty philosophical discussion on God and humanity among other things.
This wasn’t a bad thing though. Even if Last Tales says nothing wholly new, it says it more beautifully and with more power than the previous stories, focusing the essential ‘points’ of her writing to a new sharpness. This isn’t present so much in the writing style – the book isn’t nearly as quotable as Seven Gothic Tales – as in the philosophy evident in the stories. This is especially true for many of the Albondocani tales, which are so tightly controlled and deliberate in their progression of narrative and ideas that they are often content to leave the most important things unsaid.
One story that was a big miss for me, however, was Caryatids, the only story in the book that’s explicitly said to be unfinished (the others, as far as I can tell, are finished stories taken from unfinished larger works). This is a story that had all the fantastical explicitness of The Monkey and almost none of its sense of direction and purpose, ending up as an overwrought, too literal and pointless revisiting of the indeterminate sort of horror present in Seven Gothic Tales.
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Favourites: The Cardinal's First Tale, Night Walk, Echoes, A Country Tale, Copenhagen Season.