The Magic Toyshop 
"Beneath its contemporary surface, this novel shimmers with blurred echoes—from Lewis Carroll, from 'Giselle' and 'Coppelia,' Harlequin and Punch… It leave behind it a flavor, pungent and unsettling" —The New York Times Book Review
'The Magic Toyshop' has so many exquisitely written layers, even though I only just closed its final page, I could easily pick it up and read it from beginning to end all over again and glean something new from its darkly spiralling plot.This tale is wonderfully typical of Angela Carter and her taboo-breaking narratives. Sex, incest, feminism and a sinister magical realism are all weirdly intertwined. Fantastic imagery and symbolism are constant, transforming the story of the orphaned Melanie
I found myself enjoying this even more than Nights at the Circus, which is saying something. There's just something about Angela Carter's writing that I really love; she has such a forthright, yet lyrical style! It's one of those strange books where nothing 'much' happens. We follow Melanie, a 15 year old who is set upon discovering her sexuality. After her parents die, she moves to her Uncle Phillip's house, a poverty-stricken topshop. Here, she meets her Uncle's kindly wife, Aunt Margaret,

The simple fairy-tale / literature-of-orphans-and-misfortune (and lots of overlap there) surface of this story seems to conceal a high level of thematic deftness and intricacy, seemingly built around a series of simulacra. And where will it all go?...Later: somewhere slightly else, maybe, but the complex underlyings are pretty fascinating. Identity and self, as external from the self, in objects and more importantly, in others. But constructed with a deftness and overriding narative coherency
Normally, I walk into bookstores with a list. I didnt, this time. I felt adventurous. The bookstore was enormous; there were rows and rows of shelves, winding so far it seemed endless. Shaking with delight at the sight of this, I had to ask a saleswoman what time they closed, as I was certain I would be there all day. And I had to set an alarm on my watch an hour before closing time so Id not be rudely jerked out of my book-browsing stupor by the announcements and rush to the counter with an
I used to have this fallacy that I like Angela Carter only with my brain I used to think that she was a writer whose works provided the perfect pretext for any enthusiastic English major student to talk about symbols, metaphors, intertextuality and all kinds of gender-stuff. I really liked both of her books I read so far (this one, which I first read during my university years as compulsory reading, and The Bloody Chamber, which I read a couple of years later, just because I wanted to read it),
This book is overwhelming and haunting. I just finished, but I can tell it will stick with me for quite some time. This story is just filled with so much poetic beauty- Melanie wearing white before the death of her parents, Melanie returning to a white outfit before the climax of the book, Uncle Phillip's obsession with puppets while simultaneously acting as a puppet master for everyone under his roof, Jonathan's sense of never quite feeling solid reflected in his sparse appearances and hasty
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Paperback | Pages: 200 pages Rating: 3.85 | 8678 Users | 715 Reviews

Details Books Concering The Magic Toyshop
Original Title: | The Magic Toyshop |
ISBN: | 0140256407 (ISBN13: 9780140256406) |
Edition Language: | English |
Literary Awards: | John Llewellyn Rhys Prize (1968) |
Narration During Books The Magic Toyshop
One night Melanie walks through the garden in her mother's wedding dress. The next morning her world is shattered. Forced to leave the comfortable home of her childhood, she is sent to London to live with relatives she never met: Aunt Margaret, beautiful and speechless, and her brothers, Francie, whose graceful music belies his clumsy nature, and the volatile Finn, who kisses Melanie in the ruins of the pleasure garden. And brooding Uncle Philip loves only the life-sized wooden puppets he creates in his toyshops. The classic gothic novel established Angela Carter as one of our most imaginative writers and augurs the themes of her later creative works."Beneath its contemporary surface, this novel shimmers with blurred echoes—from Lewis Carroll, from 'Giselle' and 'Coppelia,' Harlequin and Punch… It leave behind it a flavor, pungent and unsettling" —The New York Times Book Review
Itemize Of Books The Magic Toyshop
Title | : | The Magic Toyshop |
Author | : | Angela Carter |
Book Format | : | Paperback |
Book Edition | : | Anniversary Edition |
Pages | : | Pages: 200 pages |
Published | : | August 1st 1996 by Penguin Books (first published 1967) |
Categories | : | Fiction. Fantasy. Magical Realism. Gothic. Classics. Horror |
Rating Of Books The Magic Toyshop
Ratings: 3.85 From 8678 Users | 715 ReviewsAppraise Of Books The Magic Toyshop
A latecomer for my favourites of 2018 list!After reading Wise Children in September and being slightly underwhelmed, I was determined to try another Angela Carter and find the magic everyone talks about - and its safe to say The Magic Toyshop fully delivered!.Its quite unsurprising really - any coming-of-age story with a female protagonist is already off to a great start in my book, and Melanie is such a fabulous character. Carter perfectly captures her walking along that line between girlhood'The Magic Toyshop' has so many exquisitely written layers, even though I only just closed its final page, I could easily pick it up and read it from beginning to end all over again and glean something new from its darkly spiralling plot.This tale is wonderfully typical of Angela Carter and her taboo-breaking narratives. Sex, incest, feminism and a sinister magical realism are all weirdly intertwined. Fantastic imagery and symbolism are constant, transforming the story of the orphaned Melanie
I found myself enjoying this even more than Nights at the Circus, which is saying something. There's just something about Angela Carter's writing that I really love; she has such a forthright, yet lyrical style! It's one of those strange books where nothing 'much' happens. We follow Melanie, a 15 year old who is set upon discovering her sexuality. After her parents die, she moves to her Uncle Phillip's house, a poverty-stricken topshop. Here, she meets her Uncle's kindly wife, Aunt Margaret,

The simple fairy-tale / literature-of-orphans-and-misfortune (and lots of overlap there) surface of this story seems to conceal a high level of thematic deftness and intricacy, seemingly built around a series of simulacra. And where will it all go?...Later: somewhere slightly else, maybe, but the complex underlyings are pretty fascinating. Identity and self, as external from the self, in objects and more importantly, in others. But constructed with a deftness and overriding narative coherency
Normally, I walk into bookstores with a list. I didnt, this time. I felt adventurous. The bookstore was enormous; there were rows and rows of shelves, winding so far it seemed endless. Shaking with delight at the sight of this, I had to ask a saleswoman what time they closed, as I was certain I would be there all day. And I had to set an alarm on my watch an hour before closing time so Id not be rudely jerked out of my book-browsing stupor by the announcements and rush to the counter with an
I used to have this fallacy that I like Angela Carter only with my brain I used to think that she was a writer whose works provided the perfect pretext for any enthusiastic English major student to talk about symbols, metaphors, intertextuality and all kinds of gender-stuff. I really liked both of her books I read so far (this one, which I first read during my university years as compulsory reading, and The Bloody Chamber, which I read a couple of years later, just because I wanted to read it),
This book is overwhelming and haunting. I just finished, but I can tell it will stick with me for quite some time. This story is just filled with so much poetic beauty- Melanie wearing white before the death of her parents, Melanie returning to a white outfit before the climax of the book, Uncle Phillip's obsession with puppets while simultaneously acting as a puppet master for everyone under his roof, Jonathan's sense of never quite feeling solid reflected in his sparse appearances and hasty
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