There is some common quality among these Nordic and Russian authors of the late nineteenth and early twentieth century which surpasses most any other literary tradition for it’s depth of plumbing the human experience without overstatement. Like Chekhov, Ibsen, and Tolstoy, Karen Blixen (aka Isak Dinesen) captures very deep and complex human experiences without shying away from religious and social complexities. In her work, the folk and fae traditions also shine through.
Babette’s Feast is set up with familiar elements that take on a sort of fairy tale liveliness. When two aging religious sisters take in a French refugee as a charity, she surprises them with her devotion and ability to bring cleanliness, cheer, and greater order into their lives and the lives of the people in their religious order. When, after years of devout services, she has a windfall and comes into 10,000 francs, her one desire is to throw a glorious French feast for these bland and puritanical ascetics. The people fear her lavish and supposedly disgusting French cuisine, but in charity they decide to partake of it. In her charity toward them and their charity toward her, a once in a lifetime convergence of physical feasting pleasures and social bon amis are conjured up. In the end, one is left reflecting on what can be hoped for in the life to come.
Sorrow’s Acres feels exactly like so many story told by Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Chekhov, and Ibsen. Young Adam comes home after a pleasant life abroad when he finds out he is the heir apparent to his uncle’s estate. In returning home, he is brought into the midst of an odd bit of local justice his uncle is imparting among the local peasants and must discern if he will attempt to cope with his social position or seek his fortunes outside of the construct he has been born to perpetuate and which will defined him.
These are short and sometimes details are left without a resolve, but they’re thought provoking and moving and I want to read more by Dinesen/Blixen.