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A review by crowfood
The Neverending Story by Michael Ende
4.0
I had a more or less Fantastical time spent in Fantasia, err, Fantastica. (Nice call, movie title folks)
An enjoyable tale enhanced by being the source material for one of my favorite childhood movies.
I was surprised that the plot of the movie is less than half of the book, but even more so that the less-than-stellar sequel was in fact (very) loosely related to the second half.
And like the movies, you might like the first half a bit more than the second.
“Listen, my boy, I can’t abide children. I know it’s the style nowadays to make a terrible fuss over you—but I don’t go for it. I simply have no use for children. As far as I’m concerned, they’re no good for anything but screaming, torturing people, breaking things, smearing books with jam and tearing the pages. It never dawns on them that grown-ups may also have their troubles and cares. I’m only telling you this so you’ll know where you’re at. Anyway, I have no children’s books and I wouldn’t sell you the other kind. So now we understand each other, I hope!”
An enjoyable tale enhanced by being the source material for one of my favorite childhood movies.
I was surprised that the plot of the movie is less than half of the book, but even more so that the less-than-stellar sequel was in fact (very) loosely related to the second half.
And like the movies, you might like the first half a bit more than the second.
“Listen, my boy, I can’t abide children. I know it’s the style nowadays to make a terrible fuss over you—but I don’t go for it. I simply have no use for children. As far as I’m concerned, they’re no good for anything but screaming, torturing people, breaking things, smearing books with jam and tearing the pages. It never dawns on them that grown-ups may also have their troubles and cares. I’m only telling you this so you’ll know where you’re at. Anyway, I have no children’s books and I wouldn’t sell you the other kind. So now we understand each other, I hope!”