| The Last Mimzy Stories | ||||||
| Henry Kuttner | ||||||
| Del Rey, 338 pages | ||||||
| A review by Nathan Brazil
The lead story, "Mimsy Were The Borogroves," is about a small boy who finds a box containing many curious objects, which
he at first thinks are toys. These include a crystal cube that brings thoughts to life, like a play inside it, and a doll
with removable organs, which do not quite correspond to those of the human body. As the boy and his younger sister play with
the treasure trove, the way they think and perceive the world around them is subtly altered, into something both more and
less than human.
"The Two-Handed Engine," is set in a future where the machines have taken over. In scenes reminiscent of the Terminator
and The Minority Report, murderers are automatically sentenced to death by Furies. These ultimate arbiters of final
justice are steel humanoids, who shadow their prey for an unspecified period, in full view of their future victim and all those
who witness his day-to-day life. Walking warnings that crime will be punished. Until, that is, someone works out a way to buck
the supposedly infallible system.
"Housing Problem," features Mr Henchard, a crotchety old man who rents a room from two younger women. Henchard values his
privacy, and request only that nobody touches the covered cage, in which the women believe he keeps pet birds. Except, the
strange sounds that come from the cage are often nothing like bird calls. One day, Henchard has to take a trip, and is unable
to take his precious cage with him. So he leaves it in his room, paying the rent in advance, and giving specific instructions
that the cage not be disturbed. Inevitably, human curiosity wins out and the women look under the cover.
"Cold War," is the second of two comedic stories about the Hogbens, a family of mutants currently living on the outskirts of a
hick town in the United States. Hogbens, are virtually immortal and have almost unlimited superpowers. But their mentality and
way of life makes them into highly reclusive hillbillies, wily enough to know that their abilities mean they must keep to
themselves as a matter of survival. How they react to folk that try to pry, or in this case blackmail, is both amusing and ingenious.
"Nothing But Gingerbread Left," written in 1943, is arguably the most brilliant story in this collection. Set in WWII, it
concerns the work of an academic named Rutherford, who has the tantalising idea of breaking German concentration, and
subsequently morale, by nothing more than the power of words. Rutherford's method hinges on the contention that life is
based on rhythm, and certain strings of phrases, not necessarily musical, possess rhythm, rhyme or alliteration that once
heard cannot be forgotten. Such a phrase is devised in German, and soon has the majority of the German military tied up in
mental knots, unable to stop repeating its catchy nonsense. Then the rhyme reaches the man with the big voice and little moustache.
Henry Kuttner, while not exactly forgotten, was far from being a household name and seemed likely to remain that way. Until
Hollywood used "Mimzy Were The Borogroves." The good news is that there are more glittering gems here, several of which
could easily be the inspiration behind future movies. I have no hesitation in recommending The Last Mimzy Stories
as seminal examples of how short SF should be written, and more importantly, a terrific read.
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