At Last

At Last

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By (author) Edward St Aubyn

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  • Publisher: Picador USA
  • Format: Paperback | 266 pages
  • Dimensions: 136mm x 206mm x 22mm | 227g
  • Publication date: 24 December 2012
  • ISBN 10: 1250023904
  • ISBN 13: 9781250023902
  • Edition statement: Reprint
  • Sales rank: 328,314

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A "New York Times" Notable Book of the Year A "Time Magazine" Best Book of the Year An "Esquire" Best Book of Year "Beautifully wrought . . . Brutally funny and sad."--Vanity Fair Here, from the writer described by "The Guardian" as "our purest living prose stylist" and whom Alan Hollinghurst has called "the most brilliant English novelist of his generation," is a work of glittering social comedy, profound emotional truth, and acute verbal wit. "At Last" is also the stunning culmination of one of the great fiction enterprises of the past two decades in the life of the English novel. As readers of Edward St. Aubyn's extraordinary earlier works--"Never Mind, Bad News, Some Hope, "and the Man Booker Prize finalist "Mother's Milk--"are well aware, for Patrick Melrose, "family" has always been a double-edged sword. "At Last" begins as friends, relatives, and foes trickle in to pay final respects to his mother, Eleanor. An Americam heiress, Eleanor married into the British aristocracy, giving up the grandeur of her upbringing for "good works" freely bestowed on everyone but her own son, who finds himself questioning whether his transition to a life without parents will indeed be the liberation he had so long imagined. The service ends, and family and friends gather for a final party. Amid the social niceties and social horrors, Patrick begins to sense the prospect of release from the extremes of his childhood, and at the end of the day, alone in his room, the promise some form of safety. . . "at last."

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Edward St. Aubyn was born in London in 1960. He is the author of "A Clue to the Exit "and "On the Edge"; a "s"eries of novels about the Melrose family, including the trilogy "Some Hope"; and "Mother's Milk," which was shortlisted for the 2006 Man Booker Prize.

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"["At Last"] offers up everything that one could hope for in a good novel." --Christopher A. Gellert, "The Washington Square New" "St. Aubyn's skill with characterization, his dissection of how a personality warps, settles, or improves over time, is nowhere more evident than in his aging of Patrick, whose mood and mental state are a gauge for the tone of each novel. . . "At Last "is far less dramatic than any previous Melrose book, although the humor and perfectly observed dialogue remain. Its calm is entirely suited to the wisdom Patrick Melrose has painfully, finally earned." --Victoria Beale, "The New Republic" "St. Aubyn writes with exquisite control and a brilliant comic touch. . . An intelligent and surprisingly hopeful novel, a fitting conclusion to one of the best fictional cycles in contemporary fiction." --Anthony Domestico, "The Boston Globe " "You have to drill down pretty far and pretty mercilessly to get to the vulnerable, human soul of someone like Patrick. But St. Aubyn does, and he mines extraordinary amounts of humor and pathos out of Patrick's thin, bedraggled life. . . St. Aubyn's prose recalls Virginia Woolf's; it has the same combination of lyricism and precision." --Lev Grossman, "Time " "Piercing. . . Mr. St. Aubyn shares Patrick's gift for observation, and his radar for pictorial and emotional detail enables him to capture just about anything in his pointillist prose." --Michiko Kakutani, "The New Times Book Review" "On every page of St. Aubyn's work is a sentence or a paragraph that prompts a laugh, or a moment of enriched comprehension." --James Woods, "The New Yorker" "Delightfully packed with gross privilege, dysfunction, and savage humor." --Deirdre Foley-Mendelssohn, "The Paris Review "(staff pick) "St. Aubyn's humor and elegance transform harrowing subject matter into irresistible prose." --Maura Egan, "W Magazine" "With lacerating humor and razor sharp imagery, St. Aubyn continues to work out his themes: the follies of the British up