Title: The Secret of Platform 13
Author: Eva Ibbotson
Genre: Children's / Fantasy
Publisher: Puffin
Published: 1994
Pages: 231
Rating: 4 out of 10
I was browsing through a thrift store, and when I saw this short little children's book, I decided to read it right on the spot.
I
remember seeing this book everywhere when I was a younger teenager, but
for some reason I never ended up reading it. It was probably during the
years that I refused to read anything but historical fiction and
classics (which, I must admit, still sounds loosely similar to how
things are today).
But anyways.
In The Secret of Platform
13, there is an Island somewhere (not really in our world, but kind of
within it... it's never really said. But it's just somewhere else) in
which there is a portal. This portal opens up every 9 years, and leads
to a tube station in the London underground. One day, two nurses are
taking the infant crown prince out for a stroll, and get tempted into
the portal and into a sweets shop. They only let the baby out of their
sight for a moment, but the prince has already been stolen by Mrs.
Trottle, a snooty and dreadfully rich woman who decided on a whim one
day that she wanted a baby.
Plans are made to go and recover the lost prince in 9 years when the portal opens up again.
A
clever young hag named Odge convinces the queen to let her go along on
the rescue mission, and a small troop of varied islands set out to find
the lost prince and bring him home.
This book is written in a sort of detached, factual, stuffily funny sort of way that reminded me of the Lemony Snicket books.
I
suppose it was alright, and I can't think of much to complain about,
but I didn't ever enjoy the story, and my interest in finishing was
halfhearted.
Some of the plot twists don't make much sense if
you think about them. Why would the royal family not storm the Trottle's
house to get the prince after their efforts to kindly get him out fail?
They even have a formidable army waiting eagerly to do just that, but
they keep holding off, for no apparent reason.
And the rescue party
that the royal family sends out is not exactly the most promising of
individuals. Ibbotson supports the underdog through-out the story, which
is great, but it didn't make sense to send a ragtag group of average
people on the most important journey in the Island's history. And they
have been planning this for nine years, remember.
I know that this is
a children's book, which partially why I'm not being so hard on it
stretching the imagination a bit too much. But I believe that a good,
strongly written children's book should stand up to adult skepticism and
practicality. What you write has to make sense, whatever the target
audience.
The story was very predictable and run-of-the-mill, and
never surprised me. I guessed the secret about the prince the moment
that Odge stepped onto the Trottle's lawn. Yawn.
Although I
couldn't say I liked this book, there were some witty, memorable moments
and phrases here and there. The fluffy creatures that create mist (so
that the Island can never be found) were an unnecessary, but cute, touch.
Instead of saying 'quick,' the author instead uses the words 'like
greased lightning,' which for some reason stuck in my head.
And the
one thing in the book I found genuinely funny were the prince's ex
nurses, living in a dreadful cave to punish themselves. They have vowed
to live as miserably as possible until the prince is found, which Odge
discovers when she goes to visit them. I think this sentence, spoken
from one nurse to another, explains it well enough: "The toast is not
burnt enough, Lily. Go and burn it some more."
All in all though,
I can't see why this book became so popular. Right after I read it, I
found myself making apologies for it owing to the fact that it is a book
written for children 9 - 12. But I've decided that that is no excuse -
earlier this year I read Coraline and loved it. It's certainly
possible to write strong, fascinating children's books that adult
readers are able to enjoy as much as any other book. And in my opinion,
this isn't one of them.
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