So should I go see this tonight?

I read a ton of Alcott growing up. I missed Roald Dahl, but read Louisa May. This is what happens when you're left on your own in the library. Not that I regret it by any means. I think I liked Little Men and Jo's Boys best. There were some unexpectedly dark turns. I also really liked Jack and Jill which had (at least to my mind at the time) all kinds of weird undercurrents and morbid streaks.

This is what happens when you're left on your own in the library.

What happened to me was that I read Dahl's adult stuff at the same time as the kid's stuff. In fact, I think I finished the adult oeuvre first, and may have omitted a kids book or two. I was technically too young for the former and too old for the latter at the time -- but I adore the man. Good proper dark.

Was American kiddie lit so bent on the absent or evil parent?

Was American kiddie lit so bent on the absent or evil parent?

There's a strong sub-theme of runaway kids making it on their own without adults (which sort of parallels the American pioneer experience). But everything from My Side Of the Mountain to The Mixed Up Files Of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler to The Island of Blue Dolphins (okay, she didn't run away - still, on her own) and many many others follows that theme.

eta: Though as JZ notes over my shoulder, moving the parents offstage is fairly standard if you want the child to have any agency in the narrative.

I read a lot of Alcott as a kid, but can't remember it in detail now, which is more a comment on the passing of time than on Alcott.

I've been holding off on the Weber because I really liked her first book but really hated her second, whose moral seemed to be

"Oh, well, the protagonist may have aided a terrorist and gotten her neighbor and many bombing victims killed, but at least at the end she knew herself better."

--which I did not find particularly satisfactory.

MuHAH!

(grinning at Micole, and nodding furiously)

Yeah, I'd say that Eight Cousins and Rose in Bloom are my fave Alcotts, followed by Little Men . I never really got into Little Women as much. I would have to say I prefer Alcott to other children's authors of the past, for example Frances Hodgson Burnett- who was more blatantly classist. For example comparing Phebe's fate in Alcott to the little maid girl in A Little Princess who IIRC still ends up as a maid, but it's somehow her happy ending: she's still a servant, but at least they're rich, oh... and nice to her and stuff.

Looks like I killed the thread... oops. I just have to say that I recently finished one of the best books I've read in a LONG time, Unless by Carol Shields. I was surprised because when I've read her before I've found her boring and pretentious. This book is just so subtle, and moving, and the language is wonderful... I could go on. Needless to say it's been added to my "list of all-time favourite books by Canadian authors" which includes (off the top of my head):

The Wars by Timothy Findley- it was required reading in grade 12 English, and I think I was the only person in the class who loved it. I also loved his The Piano Man's Daughter

Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood- I don't know what it is about this particular book which stands out in my mind from her other stuff, maybe the historical aspect. The Handmaid's Tale was good as well, but I think it scared me too much for me to love thoroughly.

The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje- also required reading for a course I took on Canadian fiction in film, but nevertheless really really good (as was the movie, a rarity in this class).

Anyways, as I said, I could go on, but I won't. Also, it's not that I have anything against authors from other countries, far from it. There's just something about finding a book that I love so much, that when it's by a Canadian it's just that much more shiny.

My Side Of the Mountain

Oh! I had forgotten about this book! I loved it. One of the best side effects of Literary is that you not only get new book recs, but are reminded of those you loved and have forgotten about.

Little Men was my favorite Alcott as a young girl, but rereading it earlier this year, the preachiness drove me batty. I really enjoyed rereading Eight Cousins/Rose in Bloom though, very nostalgic. I have Jo's Boys on my shelf; I'm pretty sure I never read it before.

I just finished Ford Madox Ford's the Good Soldier, which I thought was great. It felt a little slow, but was such an interesting narrative. It's not long (which is probably why it seemed slow to read; I thought I'd finish it faster), but the words are so precisely chosen; each sentence has weight.