My rating: 4 of 5 stars
What a weird, weird, weird dystopia.
Definitely a unique story about a potential future of humanity. On the upside, there is no war, no hostility, no elitism. The downside there are no differences, no colors, it’s all blah. Which way is better?
A lot of this reminded me of M. Night Shyamalan’s movie The Village. Life is controlled and simple. But is that really the best way for people to live. That’s what The Giver delves into. All the memories of war, death, pestilence are taken away. But then so are the better things of life.
Jonas is oblivious. He is becoming a twelve, which means adult training in a future job within the community. Until then life was sharing feelings after dinner and telling dreams with breakfast. Taking pills to prevent the stirrings and being a well behaved eleven. It’s when he becomes a twelve that it changes. He meets The Giver who bestows upon him the gift/burden of holding the histories of their kinds and the before thems, and the before thems… and so on…
For a while there, I had it figured out. Events were kept too secret and not spoken about…which in my mind led to one thing. And I was right (and am definitely not saying any spoilers). I knew it! And poor Jonas…the truth came at him like a speeding Mack Truck out of nowhere. Hard for anyone to take, especially a twelve year old.
The end is where this weird book came to life for me. It was exciting and held so much hope. If it hadn’t happened the way it did, I would have definitely given this book a to and a half or three…
I’m sort of wanting to read the nest book to find out what’s going to happen next…those dern cliffhangers.
*A BACK TO SCHOOL READ* ~ The last of the September books is complete.