The Neverending Story Paperback
by Michael Ende
Illustrated by Roswitha Quadflieg
Unicorns, dragons, sprites, will-o'-the-wisps: the inhabitants of an enchanted world. And into this world - through the pages of an old book - ventures Bastian, a lonely boy of ten or twelve.
But Fantastica is slowly decaying, its Childlike Empress dying.
Only a real human being can set things right by giving the Empress a new name.
Bastian takes up the challenge, and finds himself crossing the Swamps of Sadness and the Silver Mountains, meeting sorcerers and giants, bats and night-hobs, gnomes and racing snails, as he journeys bravely toward the Ivory Tower, Bastian's quest is filled with all the wonders of myth and fairy tale.
It is a fantasy adventure that will capture your heart - and recapture the magical dreams of childhood.
- Format: Paperback
- Pages: 384 pages, illustrations
- Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
- Publication Date: 26/07/1984
- Category: Modern & contemporary fiction (post c 1945)
- ISBN: 9780140074314
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Review by TPauSilver
The Neverending story tells the tale of Bastian as he reads and eventually enters the Neverending story. I felt very much at though this book contained two stories, the one where Bastian reads the book and the one where he enters the book. I very much enjoyed the first half of the book, where Bastian is reading the neverending story and being pulled further and further into it, right to the point when he first entres Fantasia and does what he's been taken there to. The book is lovely, exciting, and Bastian's increasing involvement in and love for the book really draws the reader in too. The second half, I really felt was unnecessary. To me, what the childlike Empress said to Bastian when he first arrived in Fantasia was essentially the lesson Bastian came to about 150 pages later. In the first half of the book the kind of shallow fairytale telling of the Neverending story is counteracted by Bastian's reaction to the book, which we can all emphasise with. Personally, in the second half, I lost that feeling that I could understand Bastian, that Bastian was in a sense the same kind of child that I was. The writing seems a little dry. For example, we're told that Bastian and Atreyu are friends, but they never at any point aqctually seem to be friendly with each other. It just came across as quite flat. I would have been a lot happier if the book had cut of after the first half.