The first short story (Far North, the one giving its title to the collection) is chilling and disquieting, like the abrupt landscapes and moral precipices it describes. It all starts with the contrast between old/young, ugly/beautiful, wise/strong. Then it goes on with another contrast, in a steady crescendo ... ice/blood, white/red, solid/liquid, death/life. Quiet silence started it all, silence alone - and solitude - closes the novel.
The other short stories are perhaps not of the same level of tension, but they are certainly quite original....Continua