I try to not to give away the punchline of books in my blog, as I am not a spoiler of good books (although I've certainly accidentally spoiled enough hockey games for a friend of mine at work - blessings of PVR).
But I can't talk about this book without talking about the ending! So look away, readers, if you haven't yet read this book.
I loved the Borrowers. I'm loving the young adult fiction genre lately, and this was no exception. The interesting world of the little family beneath the floor was a joy, and also an interesting perspective on the world. Not knowing that the sky is blue, constant fear of discovery. Arrietty's constant adventurousness, curiosity, and naivete.
But the ending nearly ruined it all for me. I've found this with several books over time - most notably Life of Pi. But goodness - Mrs. May's brother had the same writing? They were just a story from his imagination? No! I wanted them to be lost to the storyteller - that the items disappeared, were taken by the Clocks, and that they were never seen again. Not to find out in the end that he was, in fact, Arrietty. I mean, what a wonderful story to create, but I really didn't, within the context of the fiction, want them to be imaginary. I wanted them to be real. And so I was so sorely disappointed at the end. Utterly crushed.
I suppose, though, that speaks to the book's quality. Mediocre books don't inspire that kind of emotion. So I supposed it's a great book that I don't like the ending of at all. At all at all.
Title: The Borrowers
Published: 1981? (Originally 1953)
Pages: 180
Total Books Blogged: 17
Total Pages: 5375
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