Luffy Sempai's Reviews > Charlie et la chocolaterie

I'm giving the French version of this Rouald Dahl book 3 stars. As a teenager, I read the originally written book again and again. I thought the book lacked some pizzazz, which took me by surprise. what drew me more towards this translation was the desire to see how well the songs have been redone.

Augustus Gloop, the big nincompoop became le gros plein de soupe. All the other rhymes were not up to par. Verruca Salt became Verruca Sait, which for a long time, I thought to be a spelling mistake. As we all know, there is no single word for Chocolate Factory in the English language. That was my second biggest reason for trying this book.

Partly the tepid(but still honourable) score was due to the fact that I'd read the book so many times ago that the magic seemed to have worn away in these pages. Now I'm afraid of rereading Dahl's best work. Would I find The Witches satisfactory? Will I react favorably to the mature The Story of Henry Sugar and other stories? What of his beloved and highly relatable and relevant biographies?

Us readers whose battered, if not cynical, minds have grown up and stopped believed in magic, and want more sanguine fare, we must pause once in a while and ask ourselves that the rut we're all in doesn't grant us a view of the stars. Look at me mangling Wilde. See what I mean?

Returning to Charlie, this book felt like the twin brother of its sequel. The Great Glass Elevator is one of the least inspired books by Rouald Dahl. I've got fairy fatigue. Dahl was twelve times the man I am. I admire him immensely. But by today's standards people don't understand him. Look at what the moviemakers did to Fantastic Mr Fox! Anyway, it is time I took a break, longer this time, of children's books. I've several books that are more interesting than usual, and I had better head back to them.