Wow, this was dark. I heard that it was banned, I now know why. 

 

This book follows Charlie Bucket, a poor kid who lives with his parents and all 4 grandparents in poverty. Charlie loves chocolates but due to his family's financial condition, he can only get a chocolate bar once a year i.e., on his birthday. So, when he wins the Golden Ticket and gets the chance to visit the famous Willy Wonka's Chocolate factory, he couldn't be more delighted for the surprises that awaits him. 

Initially, I was supposed to read this story to my 10 year old brother but since he's not the type to sit down quietly and listen to me reading a story, I ended up doing what anyone would do out of curiosity. Yes, I read this book for the first time tonight and let me tell you, it was quite the experience. 

It's a quite simple 'children's story' which was darker than I had expected. I would have enjoyed it more as a kid while trying not to become someone like those 4 unlucky kids who were killed(not really since it was a children's book but they surely would have otherwise). Roald Dahl had great imagination and skills to make unforgettable characters. But there's only so much that you could do in a kid's book and he had done it. He didn’t shy away from showing how the Bucket's lives were, in fact he described in detail how they were literally starving due to being jobless during winters.  Charlie Bucket was your classic good kid character and his family was a typical family, I guess. It was amusing that Grandpa Joe suddenly knew how to walk and RUN when they came to the chocolate factory. Hm, interesting. 

I don't like kids. I never did. And the kids in this book are so fucking annoying, except Charlie of course. I don’t have enough Vocabulary to put out my feelings about how much I find them irritating and annoying. Heck the kids were toxic. The parents were careless and rather imbeciles who didn’t know how to raise a kid well. That's what happens when you forget the 'parenting' in 'gentle parenting'. Well, let's not get into that. 

 

I'm stealing this line. 

 

Willy Wonka has become one of my favorite characters of all time. To be honest, he was quite charming. Yes, he was a sadist, vile jerk who literally smuggled an entire civilization inside his factory to make them work for him and only gave them the cacao beans as the salary which they probably had grown themselves. Yes, that man was technically the reason for unemployment in the town due to firing ALL of the employees of his factory for hiring non-human smuggled immigrants. Yes, he was passive aggressive towards the kids and well, didn't even care about them at all. But so what? At least he was witty and well, charming. After all, You can't become a global success and produce millions of chocolates everyday without killing a few kids once in a while. I'm kidding, my humble apologies. 

 

Another line that I'll be stealing from Mr Wonka for those who don’t shut up. Willy Wonka hated people who interrupted him or argued with him and he couldn't be more relatable. Heck he got me at disposing the kids to be honest (I swear I'm a civilized human who doesn't hate other humans). 

 

 

Mr Wonka, what the fuck? 

 

The Oompa-Loompas were creepy, not gonna lie. No, Veruca, I don't think that they are someone who you'd want to bring inside your house. And the things that went by in this book made me question if this book was actually written for children. Hair cream? Has beans(beens)? Whips? Stickjaw for talkative parents? Wriggling sweets in tummy? A boy falling into a pipe which would end up making him a chocolate fudge? Squeezing the juice out of a girl by rolling her thin? The lady chewing on her own tongue in sleep? The whole family falling down the hole along with bad steak, oyster, rotten fruits, liverwurst and what not into an incinerator? Stretching a shrunk kid to miles long? Goodness gracious! 

My imaginative brain just couldn't imagine those scenes like an innocent kid would. In fact, I was hoping for the kids to never 'return' but of course they had to. That was disappointing. Again, I'm not a sadist I promise. And I wonder, what did Roald Dahl has against chewing gum? Because that song was well, quite something.