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The Last
Storyteller : a Novel of Ireland by Frank Delaney is a perfect example of how
excellent storytelling can make terrible characters, meaning that they are not
particularly nice or sympathetic people, interesting and worthy of reading
about.
**SPOILER ALERT: reading farther may spoil
the book**
This book is the conclusion to the Ben McCarthy
Trilogy, following Delaney’s other books, Venetia
Kelly’s Traveling Show (2010) and The
Matchmaker of Kenmare (2011). Admittedly, I almost decided to not read this book since I
did not particularly like the first two.
I think that the love story of Ben McCarthy and Venetia Kelly is just a
little too weird for me, what with them meeting because Ben’s father abandoned his
wife and their family farm to follow Venetia and her traveling show around like
a lovesick puppy, Ben and Venetia getting married when Ben was eighteen and
Venetia was thirty-two, and then Venetia being kidnapped by her own father and
loosing all contact with Ben for twenty-five years because they were both too
stupid and immature to do anything about it for twenty-five years! In The Last Storyteller in particular I
started to get very sick of how stupid and ridiculous both characters were
being, to the point where I was almost disappointed at how neatly and happily
their love story ended.
Fortunately, Delaney’s writing is so beautiful and
powerful, especially during the many legends and lore that are told by various
characters throughout the book, that this is still a worthwhile book to read. The first two books are not
particularly interesting beyond perhaps some commentary of the political
atmosphere at the time in Ireland, but The
Last Storyteller has much to offer in terms of lessons about love, life,
and the importance of the art of storytelling. This volume really chronicles the transformation of Ben
McCarthy into a traditional, itinerant storyteller and as such touches upon a
wide variety of tales to showcase various pieces of the Irish spirit and human
nature on a broader scale.
While I would argue that Delaney’s first novel, Ireland (which I spoke of in an earlier post),
does a better job of really encompassing all of Ireland’s history in its
stories, this book contains a better master class in the art of storytelling
with a better example of how everyone can apply storytelling to their own
life. One piece of advice that is
repeated throughout the trilogy but is featured at the end of this book is the
idea that “One day you have to tell the story of your own life… and perceive it
as myth. When you can do that –
that’s when you’ve finally grown up” (p. 365). Delaney’s own mastery of storytelling really shows through
when he is able to finally take this character through his own story, thereby
displaying how even a non-heroic person can still be the hero of their own tale
and how being able to approach life through the lens of a storyteller can give
a very different perspective to both wonderful and troubling events.
On the whole, this book is similar in focus to
Delaney’s first novel, Ireland, with
its focus being on the art of storytelling and its importance to history and
culture. However, whereas Ireland
featured storytelling for its ability to capture and convey the history and
spirit of an entire nation, The Last
Storyteller features the ways that storytelling can heal on a much more
personal level. It is also a
really great example of a story about not-so-likable characters that is told in
such a way that you cannot help but like the book anyway.
Delaney,
F. (2012). The Last Storyteller : a Novel
of Ireland. New York: Random House.
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