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A brilliantly imaginative and poignant fairy tale from the modern master of wonder and terror, The Ocean at the End of the Lane is Neil Gaiman’s first new novel for adults since his #1 New York Times bestseller Anansi Boys.
This bewitching and harrowing tale of mystery and survival, and memory and magic, makes the impossible all too real...
- Print length181 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherWilliam Morrow
- Publication dateJune 18, 2013
- Dimensions0.7 x 5.1 x 7.8 inches
- ISBN-100062255657
- ISBN-13978-0062255655
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“[W]orthy of a sleepless night . . . a fairy tale for adults that explores both innocence lost and the enthusiasm for seeing what’s past one’s proverbial fence . . . Gaiman is a master of creating worlds just a step to the left of our own.” — USA Today on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“Remarkable . . . wrenchingly, gorgeously elegiac. . . . [I]n The Ocean at the End of the Lane, [Gaiman] summons up childhood magic and adventure while acknowledging their irrevocable loss, and he stitches the elegiac contradictions together so tightly that you won’t see the seams.” — Star Tribune (Minneapolis) on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“Gaiman has crafted an achingly beautiful memoir of an imagination and a spellbinding story that sets three women at the center of everything. . . .[I]t’s a meditation on memory and mortality, a creative reflection on how the defining moments of childhood can inhabit the worlds we imagine.” — Journal Sentinel (Milwaukee, WI)
“His prose is simple but poetic, his world strange but utterly believable―if he was South American we would call this magic realism rather than fantasy.” — The Times (London) on THE OCEAN AT THE END OF THE LANE
“Poignant and heartbreaking, eloquent and frightening, impeccably rendered, it’s a fable that reminds us how our lives are shaped by childhood experiences, what we gain from them and the price we pay.” — Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
“[A] compelling tale for all ages . . . entirely absorbing and wholly moving.” — New York Daily News on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“[A] story concerning the bewildering gulf between the innocent and the authoritative, the powerless and the powerful, the child and the adult. . . . Ocean is a novel to approach without caution; the author is clearly operating at the height of his career.” — The Atlantic Wire on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“Ocean has that nearly invisible prose that keeps the focus firmly on the storytelling, and not on the writing. . . . This simple exterior hides something much more interesting; in the same way that what looks like a pond can really be an ocean.” — io9
“This slim novel, gorgeously written, keeps its talons in you long after you’ve finished.” — New York Post on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“In Gaiman’s latest romp through otherworldly adventure, a young boy discovers a neighboring family’s supernatural secret. Soon his innocence is tested by ancient, magical forces, and he learns the power of true friendship. The result is a captivating read, equal parts sweet, sad, and spooky.” — Parade on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“’The Ocean at the End of the Lane’ is fun to read, filled with his trademarked blend of sinister whimsy. Gaiman’s writing is like dangerous candy―you’re certain there’s ground glass somewhere, but it just tastes so good!” — Bookish (Houston Chronicle book blog)
“The impotence of childhood is often the first thing sentimental adults forget about it; Gaiman is able to resurrect, with brutal immediacy, the abject misery of being unable to control one’s own life.” — Laura Miller, Salon
“[W]ry and freaky and finally sad. . . . This is how Gaiman works his charms. . . . He crafts his stories with one eye on the old world, on Irish folktales and Robin Hood and Camelot, and the other on particle physics and dark matter.” — Chicago Tribune on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“When I finally closed the last page of this slim volume it was with the realization that I’d just finished one of those uncommon perfect books that come along all too rarely in a reader’s life.” — Charles DeLint, The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction on The Ocean at the End of the Lane
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A major new work from "a writer to make readers rejoice" (Minneapolis Star Tribune)— a moving story of memory, magic, and survival
Sussex, England. A middle-aged man returns to his childhood home to attend a funeral. Although the house he lived in is long gone, he is drawn to the farm at the end of the road, where, when he was seven, he encountered a most remarkable girl, Lettie Hempstock, and her mother and grandmother. He hasn't thought of Lettie in decades, and yet as he sits by the pond (a pond that she'd claimed was an ocean) behind the ramshackle old farmhouse, the unremembered past comes flooding back. And it is a past too strange, too frightening, too dangerous to have happened to anyone, let alone a small boy.
Forty years earlier, a man committed suicide in a stolen car at this farm at the end of the road. Like a fuse on a firework, his death lit a touchpaper and resonated in unimaginable ways. The darkness was unleashed, something scary and thoroughly incomprehensible to a little boy. And Lettie—magical, comforting, wise beyond her years—promised to protect him, no matter what.
A groundbreaking work from a master, The Ocean at the End of the Lane is told with a rare understanding of all that makes us human, and shows the power of stories to reveal and shelter us from the darkness inside and out. It is a stirring, terrifying, and elegiac fable as delicate as a butterfly's wing and as menacing as a knife in the dark.
About the Author
Neil Gaiman is the New York Times bestselling and multi-award winning author and creator of many beloved books, graphic novels, short stories, film, television and theatre for all ages. He is the recipient of the Newbery and Carnegie Medals, and many Hugo, Nebula, World Fantasy, and Will Eisner Awards. Neil has adapted many of his works to television series, including Good Omens (co-written with Terry Pratchett) and The Sandman. He is a Goodwill Ambassador for the UN Refugee Agency UNHCR and Professor in the Arts at Bard College. For a lot more about his work, please visit: https://www.neilgaiman.com/
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The Ocean at the End of the Lane
By Neil GaimanHarperCollins Publishers
Copyright © 2013 Neil GaimanAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-06-225565-5
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I.
Nobody came to my seventh birthday party.
There was a table laid with jellies and trifles, with a party hat
beside each place, and a birthday cake with seven candles on it in the
center of the table. The cake had a book drawn on it, in icing. My
mother, who had organized the party, told me that the lady at the
bakery said that they had never put a book on a birthday cake before,
and that mostly for boys it was footballs or spaceships. I was their
first book.
When it became obvious that nobody was coming, my mother
lit the seven candles on the cake, and I blew them out. I ate a slice of
the cake, as did my little sister and one of her friends (both of them
attending the party as observers, not participants) before they fled,
giggling, to the garden.
Party games had been prepared by my mother but, because
nobody was there, not even my sister, none of the party games were
played, and I unwrapped the newspaper around the pass-the-parcel
gift myself, revealing a blue plastic Batman figure. I was sad that
nobody had come to my party, but happy that I had a Batman figure,
and there was a birthday present waiting to be read, a boxed set of
the Narnia books, which I took upstairs. I lay on the bed and lost
myself in the stories.
I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyway.
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My parents had also given me a Best of Gilbert and Sullivan LP, to
add to the two that I already had. I had loved Gilbert and Sullivan
since I was three, when my father's youngest sister, my aunt, took me
to see Iolanthe, a play filled with lords and fairies. I found the existence
and nature of the fairies easier to understand than that of the lords.
My aunt had died soon after, of pneumonia, in the hospital.
That evening my father arrived home from work and he brought
a cardboard box with him. In the cardboard box was a soft-haired
black kitten of uncertain gender, whom I immediately named Fluffy,
and which I loved utterly and wholeheartedly.
Fluffy slept on my bed at night. I talked to it, sometimes, when
my little sister was not around, half-expecting it to answer in a
human tongue. It never did. I did not mind. The kitten was affec-
tionate and interested and a good companion for someone whose
seventh birthday party had consisted of a table with iced biscuits and
a blancmange and cake and fifteen empty folding chairs.
I do not remember ever asking any of the other children in my
class at school why they had not come to my party. I did not need
to ask them. They were not my friends, after all. They were just the
people I went to school with.
I made friends slowly, when I made them.
I had books, and now I had my kitten. We would be like Dick
Whittington and his cat, I knew, or, if Fluffy proved particularly in-
telligent, we would be the miller's son and Puss-in-Boots. The kitten
slept on my pillow, and it even waited for me to come home from
school, sitting on the driveway in front of my house, by the fence,
until, a month later, it was run over by the taxi that brought the opal
miner to stay at my house.
I was not there when it happened.
I got home from school that day, and my kitten was not waiting
The Ocean at the End of the Lane 11
to meet me. In the kitchen was a tall, rangy man with tanned skin
and a checked shirt. He was drinking coffee at the kitchen table, I
could smell it. In those days all coffee was instant coffee, a bitter
dark brown powder that came out of a jar.
“I'm afraid I had a little accident arriving here,” he told me,
cheerfully. “But not to worry.” His accent was clipped, unfamiliar: it
was the first South African accent I had heard.
He, too, had a cardboard box on the table in front of him.
“The black kitten, was he yours?” he asked.
“It's called Fluffy,” I said.
“Yeah. Like I said. Accident coming here. Not to worry. Dis-
posed of the corpse. Don't have to trouble yourself. Dealt with the
matter. Open the box.”
“What?”
He pointed to the box. “Open it,” he said.
The opal miner was a tall man. He wore jeans and checked shirts
every time I saw him, except the last. He had a thick chain of pale
gold around his neck. That was gone the last time I saw him, too.
I did not want to open his box. I wanted to go off on my own.
I wanted to cry for my kitten, but I could not do that if anyone else
was there and watching me. I wanted to mourn. I wanted to bury my
friend at the bottom of the garden, past the green-grass fairy ring,
into the rhododendron bush cave, back past the heap of grass cut-
tings, where nobody ever went but me.
The box moved.
“Bought it for you,” said the man. “Always pay my debts.”
I reached out, lifted the top flap of the box, wondering if this
was a joke, if my kitten would be in there. Instead a ginger face stared
up at me truculently.
The opal miner took the cat out of the box.
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He was a huge, ginger-striped tomcat, missing half an ear. He
glared at me angrily. This cat had not liked being put in a box. He
was not used to boxes. I reached out to stroke his head, feeling un-
faithful to the memory of my kitten, but he pulled back so I could
not touch him, and he hissed at me, then stalked off to a
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- Hardcover : 181 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0062255657
- ISBN-13 : 978-0062255655
- Item Weight : 2.31 pounds
- Dimensions : 0.7 x 5.1 x 7.8 inches
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Neil Gaiman is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than twenty books, including Norse Mythology, Neverwhere, and The Graveyard Book. Among his numerous literary awards are the Newbery and Carnegie medals, and the Hugo, Nebula, World Fantasy, and Will Eisner awards. He is a Professor in the Arts at Bard College.
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Customers find the book's narrative inventive and well-written, with beautiful prose that makes everyday things seem magical. Moreover, they appreciate the storytelling, with one customer noting the author's skill at weaving disturbing tales, while another describes it as a wonderful tale for any age that masterfully captures a certain sort of childhood. Additionally, the characters are interesting, and customers find the scariness level effective without being derivative. However, the book's length receives mixed reactions, with some finding it perfect for the story while others wish it was longer.
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- Reviewed in the United States on June 30, 2013Title: The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Author: Neil Gaiman
Rating: 5 Stars
My Review
My first thought as I dove into this story was that I was excited to finally acquaint myself with Gaiman's work. It was wonderful getting to know someone so beloved directly through his words. I had no preconceived notions (beyond one broken-up viewing of Coraline, the movie).
And what did I think?
I loved "Ocean".
It was a fast and fun read and the story was never so convoluted that it felt like work following its thread. Gaiman said he wrote it intending to craft a short story and ending up with a novel instead. That seems accurate given that the arc of the story is rapid and fairly clean. It feels a lot like a great short story.
My second impression as the story unfolded was that of a familiar ripple...a sense of dark déjà vous. I was transported back to my days as a young woman swimming about in Latino literature, desperate to understand its unique magnetic pull on my heart. Today, someone would explain that tug to me as "magical realism", a dull term for a provocative style. Provocative to me at least. The aplomb with which post-colonial Latino authors wove fantasy into reality was as beautiful and foreign to me as the aurora. Adrift in the stream of their tales I often tried to grip the vision and force it to take form, only to have it slip away, dancing more at the edges of my mind (like a hunger bird) than at its center. It was some of the most challenging storytelling I'd ever encountered.
"Ocean" struck me as a beautiful bit of magical realism. I know that magical realism is not a genre, but in some ways I feel like it should be. To call Ocean simply "fantasy" overlooks all of the other elements that make it great...and for those seeking dragons and warlocks, it will be a miss. To call it "ya" overlooks the fact that it is, in fact, the story of an adult. I feel that magical realism is the most accurate description that I can give.
And in the tradition of the greats in this style (Allende, Marquez, Llosa, Oki), this story is dark. Though it is told mostly from the point of view of a young child and features fantastical things both good and evil, it's fairy-tale like elements are in the old-school style of ACTUAL danger and strife. Consider the difference between the original LITTLE MERMAID and the Disney version, for example. I love both, but when you get into magical realism, there's is always an opacity or complexity to the hybrid world. It makes me squint as if the entire thing were filmed in darkness, a la Pan's Labyrinth. There is no rescuing glitter or sparkle. Though there are "good" guys in whom you, like the narrator, place all your faith, you still sense that the evils are darker and stronger because they are INSIDE him
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I love the way that this type of story allows you to feel the "lessons" often inherent in fairy-tales, but as in the style of an adept fairy-tale, the lessons are just part of the overall weave. For me, the critical moment for this character is when the hunger birds send the hallucination of his father and he finally says what he'd wanted to say in real life...that his father is abusive and his vitriol is damaging him. I also appreciated later how Gaiman reconciles this tension some through the lens of adulthood: the child understanding, finally, that he wasn't the son his father had really wanted or understood. Gaiman doesn't try to make it all better and tra-la-la, it's more of a factual assessment than a lead-up to teary reconciliations.
The primary villain, the "flea" Ursula (Why do Ursula's get such a bad rap?) is an excellent portrayal, shown through a child's eyes. It's important in this type of story that the villain be as she is, with the "monstrous" part of her nature being more human than otherworldly - her encouragement of adultery and child abuse, her focus on self and material or personal gratifications, her drawing joy from rendering others powerless. When you see her "other" nature behind the facade, it's suitably horrifying, but it also serves as the reminder that utterly human villains are the most frightening, in the end. What lies beneath, if you will...
And the importance of the "Ocean", in the end. It is the brass ring of human consciousness, in my opinion, and yet, as Lettie tells us, we cannot withstand it. Without giving a spoiler that ruins things, the "Ocean" represents that critical dichotomy between what we believe we want and what we actually want...or perhaps, can survive.
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I think Gaiman's handling of the seven-year-old protagonist is excellent. His fears, his feelings, his impressions, and his dialogue all ring true. He even captured the very literal nature of this age group.
The epigraph with Sendak is, of course, absolutely perfect, as Gaiman himself expressed in his acknowledgement. Sendak HAS to come to mind with this story, there's just no getting around it.
The storytelling is incredibly well done. Surprise, right? The foreshadowing and references are subtle enough that though the "reveal" doesn't come as a total surprise, you haven't been beat to death with it the moment it happens. That's nailing it, IMHO.
I also love the cover. It's perfect and haunting. I see the entire story through this lens.
Summary
I recommend this book very highly to anyone who enjoys a great story. It is suitable for any age, though you may want to read or discuss this with elementary-aged children as there are a couple scenes that could be scary for children the same age as the protagonist. It is fantastical and lovely. I'm very glad I stepped off my usual sci-fi and dystopian superhighway to read this excellent book.
- Reviewed in the United States on June 25, 2013
4.0 out of 5 stars A darkly whimsical, heartbreaking look into the world of an abused seven year old
I have always loved Neil Gaiman. I first discovered him in my early twenties, when I picked up his Sandman graphic novels (which are still my all-time favorite comics). He has this unique way of seeing the world, and expressing his observations about life. His style is quirky and his thoughts profound. His world view resonates with me.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane is a children's story, with an adult message. The sense that this was a children's book put me off initially, but after a few pages, I found myself drawn into the world of the sad, lonely boy narrating the story. His first childhood chapter opens with this line: "Nobody came to my seventh birthday party." Right then and there, my heart went out to him. He's a shy child, without many friends, who does well in school, and finds shelter in the books he loves. His family lives in a quiet community where nothing much happens, until a series of odd circumstances change everything. A man commits suicide, while others experience unusual financial luck. Our narrator (I'm not sure if he is ever named) befriends a young girl from down the lane, and together they investigate the cause of the upsets in their world. Their investigation opens a doorway that pulls something darkly magical into their existence, which slowing begins destroying our narrator's family. It's up to him to find the strength to fight back against this force, and save his family.
Yes this is a children's book, but hidden under the whimsical, fairy tale elements, is a theme that is very adult: The Ocean at the End of the Lane deals with issues of helplessness and abuse in childhood. Our narrator consistently feels powerless when facing the adult forces in his life. He is unable to fight his father's rage, his mother's absence, and the nanny who isolates him and takes away all of his freedoms. There's a particularly terrifying scene where his father holds his head under in the bath, trying to drown him. Through this abuse, this poor child is powerless. He's too weak to fight back; too afraid to tell anyone, there are times when the only out he can see is death. Sadly, since he's just a child, with all the adaptability that comes with youth, part of him accepts what's happening to him as just part of the new norm for his life. He finds escape in books, and aid from the magic of the women at the end of the lane. Whether or not those women were figments of an abused child's mind is up to the reader to determine. I'm not sure what Mr. Gaiman's childhood was like, but this story truthfully portrays the realities of childhood abuse. I think anyone that has suffered something similar in childhood, will find this story resonates with them.
It is natural when one is reading the story about a sad lonely boy to hope he's rise up, and conquer the forces that hurt him, and find his happily ever. In my mind, the nanny and the dad had to go. I wanted to see the boy take up a mighty sword of justice and smite the nanny, and then reveal his father for the ultimate shmuck he was. I wanted his mother to curb stomp her cheating, abusing husband, and pack up her kids and start a new life. I wanted the boy to grow up and marry Lettie Hempstock and vacation in magical and fantastical lands beyond the Ocean. Sadly only one of my wishes came partly true. Evil does not triumph in this story, but don't expect happy endings. A poor, sad boy grows up to be a sad and somewhat lonely man, with a failing marriage, and a hole in his heart. It was realistic, and beautiful, but it left me feeling sad. I guess I want my fiction to give me the happy endings we don't experience in real life.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane is the type of story that changes you. It makes you look at the world with different eyes, if only for a little while. Gaiman has a talent for writing this sort of story. The words written on these pages will remind you of what it's like to be seven, and to see the world for all of its beautiful and terrible possibilities. It will remind of a basic truth you may have forgotten over the years - that magic can be found even in the most banal of circumstances, you just have to look hard enough for it.
"I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I found joy in the things that made me happy."
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osvaldoReviewed in Mexico on February 7, 2020
5.0 out of 5 stars Hermosa edición y libro impecable.
La edición en sí es hermosa, aunque hubiera deseado que fuese un libro cosido y no pegado, al ser un libro de la editorial Morrow no se podía esperar otra cosa, sin embargo he de reconocerles que el hecho de que esté impreso en papel couché, que la edición tenga un cuidado espectacular y que me recuerde tanto a la edición de A monster calls de Patrick Ness han hecho que se lleve las 5 estrellas, la ilustradora es una genio! Todo el libro tiene ilustraciones prácticamente no hay hoja que quede en blanco pues hasta las guardas del libro vienen con información.
La historia es muy emotiva, nostálgica y conmovedora, ese realismo mágico que pasa de un sueño a la realidad y viceversa. Si saben inglés y quieren empezar con un libro de Neil Gaiman que no sea tan infantil como puede ser Coraline o Stardust les recomendaría a parte de El libro del cementerio, este sin lugar a dudas. Soy coleccionista y aunque está es una edición que normalmente no taeria en la calle leyendo es una edición que bien vale la pena tener en casa solo de lo hermosa que es.
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Paolo C.Reviewed in Italy on October 26, 2013
5.0 out of 5 stars Oceano della vita visto con gli occhi di un bambino
Credo che sia opportuno fare una premessa a questa recensione. Uno dei modi che trovo utile per classificare i libri è quella di dividerli in libri “di cuore” e libri “di cervello”. I libri della prima categoria arricchiscono la nostra parte intuitiva, i nostri sentimenti, la nostra meraviglia di fronte ai misteri della vita e di questo universo, la nostra capacità di amare altro che noi stessi. I secondi nutrono la nostra sete di sapere, il nostro intelletto, le basi della nostra cultura.
Bene, come in tutte le cose, non c’è solo il bianco o il nero, ma tutte le gradazioni di grigio intermedie, per cui non esiste nessun libro che è solo “di cuore” e nessuno che è solo “di cervello”, ma ogni libro ha entrambi gli aspetti. A volte alcuni libri sono tuttavia sbilanciati verso una di queste due direzioni. Per i miei gusti, di solito, mi tengo lontano dai libri sbilanciati verso la direzione “cervello” e, di solito, mi appassionano quelli “di cuore”.
Ebbene questo libro di Gaiman è profondamente sbilanciato verso il lato “cuore” della letteratura. Va benissimo per me, ma (e qui termino questo lungo preambolo) devo avvertire chi cerca intellettualità nei libri che probabilmente è meglio tenersi lontano da questo libro, e che comunque non mi assumo responsabilità nel caso si cercasse un’esperienza intellettuale in questo libro.
Il libro ci racconta alcuni spezzoni di vita di un bambino di sette anni, visto attraverso i suoi occhi… più precisamente dei ricordi di un adulto di quando era bambino… ma che in realtà lo è ancora… il bambino dentro di noi non muore mai, qualsiasi sia la nostra età anagrafica, anche se a volte perdiamo il contatto con questa parte di noi, questa è una delle cose che il libro ci suggerisce.
Il racconto è visto con questi occhi di bambino. Un bambino (e un libro) aperto allo stupore e alla meraviglia.
Di questo libro mi è piaciuto subito tutto: lo stile con cui è narrato, pieno di humor e vita e paure e magia; l’immaginazione; il senso del mistero e di stupore di fronte a questo tutto di cui sappiamo così poco; il fissarsi su quei dettagli piccoli, che gli adulti trascurano, quelle piccole cose che sono quelle che realmente contano.
Però, per una gran parte del libro, non sono entrato nel libro, era come se apprezzassi la storia e tutto, ma non mi entrasse nel cuore veramente, pensavo ci fosse una contaminazione della parte cerebrale che lo facesse apparire come un libro di cuore mentre invece era studiato a tavolino…
Poi è come accaduta una magia, dentro di me, non solo dentro il libro… ad un tratto sono entrato nel libro o il libro è entrato in me, ho avuto un brivido lungo la schiena (questo, per me, sempre, è il momento in cui un libro si rivela per un capolavoro, o almeno per me quel momento del brivido, quando il cuore si apre, e la commozione entra dentro è quello che aspetto che un libro mi doni, più di ogni altra cosa)... a quel punto, non solo quella parte finale del libro che mi aveva donato questo, ma l’intero libro che era stato magistralmente costruito per quel momento, è entrato in me, anche le parti che avevo letto finora, o io sono entrato nel libro…
Sono sempre più rari i libri che mi danno questa sensazione di meraviglia e bellezza (bellezza vera, come quella di chi si dona per un altro), forse perchè sono diventato troppo adulto, forse perchè vengono scritti meno libri “di cuore”... ma questo libro è uno di quelli e lo consiglio caldamente a tutti quelli che nei libri cercano quello che cerco io.
- Btyler00Reviewed in Japan on March 18, 2021
5.0 out of 5 stars Loved it
Received the book earlier than expected and was very happy to dive into it right away. I read the whole thing in one sitting. I absolutely loved it.
- By JReviewed in Australia on November 12, 2019
5.0 out of 5 stars Lyrical, surreal, brilliant
Simply a literary masterpiece. The story is such a pleasure to follow, and the way it's told ought to be an art form in itself. I keep coming back to this book, again and again - its effect never ceases to encapsulate me. Cheers, Neil Gaiman. You've done it again :D
- Lady FancifullReviewed in the United Kingdom on July 21, 2013
5.0 out of 5 stars Deep, Deeper, Deepest - oh why did this have to end?
Neil Gaiman has written a marvellous book here, poised beautifully between literary fiction, fantasy and horror, and adult (or child) fairy story
The central character, a man in middle age, with the disappointments of adult life upon him, turns down memory lane, when the death of a parent and the funeral gathering will unite him with the years passed. A failed marriage, work, creativity and the dreams of youth not having quite turned out in the way the younger man or boy might have wished he physically revisits where he once lived, as a seven year old boy, and recounts and remembers what the adult man has forgotten.
What makes this different from other 'revisit childhood' books is that the revisited land is large with powerful myths, and presided over by 3 potent female figures who live by 'the ocean at the end of the lane' The 3 powerful women a grandmother, a mother and an 11 year old (crone, mother, maiden)are constantly reminding this reader of other pagan and indeed religious threes - a matriachy of power and goodness to rival patriarchal religion, - including a willing sacrifice - the three Fates of Greek mythology, even as they appear to be initially easily dismissed perhaps as the three witches.
Gaiman narrates a brilliant story - more than a battle between good and ill (is it really good to have all desires met - even the desire to be happy?) but under the tight and page turning narrative drive, the fine writing, the believable characters and relationships, philosophical and psychological insights are placed for the reader to chew on.
Its certainly a book which might be enjoyed by a child, even read to a child, especially as the central character is a child, but it reaches, I think, to the wisdom within a child, and to the child within an adult:
As Gaiman has his central character say:
I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children's stories. They were better than that. They just were.
I also liked the absolute truth (so it seems to me) of this:
Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.
And, if you don't like that sort of psychology, what about the plunges into transcendental experience - perhaps the experience much fine poetry and music takes us towards:
In those dreams I spoke that language too, the first language, and i had dominion over the nature of all that was real. In my dream, it was the tongue of what is, and anything spoken in it becomes real,, because nothing said in that language can be a lie. it is the most basic building block of everything.
As adults, we have (in the main) forgotten the power of words, of the naming of things, of how potent the dominion of naming and language must have been to our species. And why (some of us) venerate poets, who give us back that place