It was a dark and stormy night; Meg Murry, her small brother Charles Wallace, and her mother had come down to the kitchen for a midnight snack when they were upset by the arrival of a most disturbing stranger.
“Wild nights are my glory,” the unearthly stranger told them. “I just got caught in a downdraft and blown off course. Let me be on my way. Speaking of way, by the way, there is such a thing as a tesseract”.
Meg’s father had been experimenting with this fifth dimension of time travel when he mysteriously disappeared. Now the time has come for Meg, her friend Calvin, and Charles Wallace to rescue him. But can they outwit the forces of evil they will encounter on their heart-stopping journey through space?
I think if I’d read this book when I was a child, I’d probably have adored it. And I do like several things about it – the sense of whimsy and wonder, the way things are simply explained but not super dumbed down.
However the writing style just didn’t work wonders for me. And the characters felt weird and two dimensional. Especially Charles Wallace, who is very young and speaks like an adult and has random magic powers we never learn about. Just what. There was no moments of connection to the characters, no explanation of what the hell is going on.
I do like the sci fi elements and the IT, but a lot of the rest needed fleshing out for me. I think it’s both a product of its time (I can’t believe this was written so long ago, it doesn’t come across like that much at all) and I just struggled to connect with it as an adult. I’m not saying all adults will, but it sadly doesn’t fit the standard I want for YA compared to modern books.
Still enjoyable, but was hoping for more.