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Sunday, February 10, 2008

have I talked about the newest addition to my (feeble) book collection?

no, i haven't.

I recently bought the book "Coraline" by Neil Gaiman (of Stardust fame) from the book sale at Ateneo for P200.

It was a children's book and has big fonts and only 185 pages.

Since I'm lazy, I'll just copy the summary/review from Amazon.com: "British novelist Gaiman (American Gods; Stardust) and his long-time accomplice McKean (collaborators on a number of Gaiman's Sandman graphic novels as well as The Day I Swapped My Dad for 2 Goldfish) spin an electrifyingly creepy tale likely to haunt young readers for many moons. After Coraline and her parents move into an old house, Coraline asks her mother about a mysterious locked door. Her mother unlocks it to reveal that it leads nowhere: "When they turned the house into flats, they simply bricked it up," her mother explains. But something about the door attracts the girl, and when she later unlocks it herself, the bricks have disappeared. Through the door, she travels a dark corridor (which smells "like something very old and very slow") into a world that eerily mimics her own, but with sinister differences. "I'm your other mother," announces a woman who looks like Coraline's mother, except "her eyes were big black buttons." Coraline eventually makes it back to her real home only to find that her parents are missing--they're trapped in the shadowy other world, of course, and it's up to their scrappy daughter to save them. Gaiman twines his taut tale with a menacing tone and crisp prose fraught with memorable imagery ("Her other mother's hand scuttled off Coraline's shoulder like a frightened spider"), yet keeps the narrative just this side of terrifying. The imagery adds layers of psychological complexity (the button eyes of the characters in the other world vs. the heroine's increasing ability to distinguish between what is real and what is not; elements of Coraline's dreams that inform her waking decisions). McKean's scratchy, angular drawings, reminiscent of Victorian etchings, add an ominous edge that helps ensure this book will be a real bedtime-buster."

I loved the book. I love children's books, actually, more than old people books (heh) and although they are often not worth the money (since you can like, finish them in an hour or so) they're the books that are really memorable because first of all, they don't have adult themes that frankly, disturbing, and second, they have a kind of "deeper meaning" and are not pointless like chick lit books.

So there you go. :D

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