Book #115 of 2020:
The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien
Some of my earliest memories are of my mother reading to me from The Hobbit as a bedtime story, so it may not be a title I can review with any sort of critical objectivity. It both introduced me to the fantasy genre and got me hooked, and its rhythms have formed much of what I still look for in fiction. Along with its sequel trilogy The Lord of the Rings, it’s also a beloved and influential work across speculative literature, such that when we critique subsequent tales of wizards and elves as being overly broad or derivative, we usually mean that a writer is just imitating Tolkien.
The setting of Middle-Earth doesn’t seem generic, however. This children’s novel lacks the detailed history that the author builds into his later series for adults — and indeed, they fit together somewhat awkwardly as a unified saga — but the storybook atmosphere is endlessly enchanting and distinctive. Although the book follows a single character’s linear journey (literally there and back again, as per the original subtitle), it manages to convey an expansive realm of further excitement transpiring just outside our vision. A few minor issues like English month and weekday names do rub against that impression of integrity for this secondary world, yet they never bothered me as a child and don’t significantly impact my suspension of disbelief even now.
More damning, I’d say, is the overwhelming maleness of this narrative, with a few dozen named characters by the end — including thirteen dwarves in the main cast with varying degrees of characterization — and no women among them except for an early passing mention of the hero’s mother. That’s a sign of the era and perhaps not a major flaw, but I don’t know if I’d feel the same if I first encountered this book today or were a female reader myself. And I wonder with some sadness if my daughter will be able to see herself as fully in Bilbo’s shoes as I always have.
Nevertheless, as a succession of fun encounters adding up to one grand adventure, this volume takes me away every time. The protagonist’s steady transformation from fussy homebody to bold companion and defender of right is astonishing to watch unfold, and the overall effect of the charming dialogue and conversational storytelling is pure delight. I don’t have the proper distance to adequately evaluate this text, but its scenes are etched deep within me, and I’ve loved diving back into that once again.
★★★★★
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