This is not a fairy tale. This is about REAL WITCHES. Real witches don’t ride around on broomsticks. They don’t even wear black cloaks and hats. They are vile, cunning, detestable creatures who disguise themselves as nice, ordinary ladies.
So how can you tell when you are face to face with one? Well, if you don’t know yet then you’d better find out quickly – because there’s nothing a witch loathes quite so much as children and she’ll wield all kinds of terrifying powers to get rid of them.
This story will tell you all that you need to know. You’ll discover some sensational secrets. You’ll witness spine-chilling and spectacular events. You’ll also meet a true hero, a wonderful old grandmother and the most gruesome, monstrous band of witches imaginable.
Roald Dahl has done it again! Winner of the 1983 Whitbread Award, the judges’ decision was unanimous: ‘funny, wise, deliciously disgusting, a real book for children. From the first paragraph to the last, we felt we were in the hands of a master.’ The Witches is tremendous, every bit as enjoyable as Roald Dahl’s other books, which include Charlie & the Chocolate Factory, The Twits, Revolting Rhymes and The BFG.
The book in one sentence: A boy’s worst fear of witches comes true when he stays in a hotel full of them!
Who would you recommend it to: Boys.
OK bits: I love how the changes in the plot are permanent and not just for mere shock value before it turns out all right.
Boring bits: Well, I don’t really fancy how Dahl goes on and on about the witches, but I bet the children who read this won’t mind as much.
Verdict: I thought I wouldn’t enjoy this one, but I did! I especially love the twists and turns of the plot and how these changes are deemed as positive.