Format: Paperback, 199 pages
Age Range: 8+
Captured by a giant! The BFG is no ordinary bone-crunching giant. He is far too nice and jumbly. It’s lucky for Sophie that he is. Had she been carried off in the middle of the night by the Bloodbottler, the Fleshlumpeater, the Bonecruncher, or any of the other giants-rather than the BFG-she would have soon become breakfast.
When Sophie hears that they are flush-bunking off in England to swollomp a few nice little chiddlers, she decides she must stop them once and for all. And the BFG is going to help her!
Although this used to be one of my favourite Dahl books growing up, it didn’t have the same reading effect as an adult. I now see great conversations that can arise with reading this with a child:
– treatment of the middle east
– humans are the only species that kills their own kind
– spoiled children
How we see things as children is different from how we see things as adults, so although I point these things out now, I don’t think a child would have the same understanding of the reality that could be. It is after-all a fictional story.
The creativity in this novel I still feel is unmatched, but I will never again look at it as a classic must read, I feel like it still earned it’s respect at being timeless. The differences noted above are just minor in comparison to how different the world is now keeping in mind the book was originally released in 1982.
Now, Sophie must be the luckiest girl! She was not plucked out of bed by a Bonecruncher Giant or a Bloodbottler (Yes, these names definitely aid in building their characters). She was taken by the BFG, the nicest, most harmless giant around. A giant who’s biggest fear in life is Jack (Jack the courageous giant killer). Tying together prior life/book knowledge for a humorous impact always amuses me.
As I kid I didn’t take lines as literally as I do now, so when they discussed with the Queen that they were chopping off many heads, I had no idea how close that was to reality in our world. It just seemed like it would in a movie, of course I remember picturing the Queen of England looking like the Queen of Hearts from the animated Alice in Wonderland, so no wonder why I felt it was silly. I still feel as though this story will help support the inquisitive mind of our youth, while encouraging them to not only use their imaginations but to dream big about their goals in life.
I think another reason I didn’t enjoy this book as much this time is because I had to read it to myself. Sometimes, the voices other people can do, and the imagination and effort they put in is better than the effort from my brain. Perhaps the next time I read this I will get my husband to read it to me faking British accent and all.