Sunday, 17 May 2015

The Bad Beginning by Lemony Snicket

“In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle.”

I'd be lying if I say that I like books with sad endings. Further more, I don't recognize that as eccentric demeanour, and in fact, despise books which have sad endings. However, I'll leave the world to judge my abberant idiosyncrasy when I say that this book would haven't been this good if it hadn't ended the way it has; and started this way, too.

Though, I've got to admit, I find it rather strange that people dislike it, but I believe my tastes, and this book definitely should be in the list of books to be read at least once.

Ignoring Snicket, the book has to be read without any fear of loosing tears. I don't know how many tissue papers others had to use, but I didn't have to shed even a single one of them.

When the Baudelaire siblings' parents die, they are taken under the care of Count Olaf, a third cousin four times removed, or a fourth cousin three times removed: this isn't clear since their lawyer forgets it. Now, Olaf is an actor who doesn't seem to have any facilities for young children. Violet, Klaus, and Sunny have to run errands- well, I wouldn't call it errands- do everything in the house which includes cooking for some strangers, laundry, and a long list. Olaf, apparently, has an eye for the Baudelaire fortune which was to be inherited by Violet when she is eighteen. The plot is simply intriguing.

Violet is a character who loves invention, and I absolutely loved it when it was told that every time she thinks of some invention, she ties her hair up. Klaus is a book geek who must have read his parents' library inside out: ten times. Sunny is an infant who insists on biting everything she sees. The subtle humour can be seen when she bites different objects, and her infant mouth refuses to speak clearly. With all this, and Olaf's futile attempts to get rid of the siblings, it is hard to resist the urge of turning the pages.

Let me tell you a fact about this book. It is a sycophantic attention seeker which whispers:

Love me Like do,
La la love me like you do.
Love me like you do,
La la love me like you do.

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