I have been a fan of Carlos Ruiz
Zafon ever since I read his The Prince of
Mist. Marketed for young adults, something that I was not aware of when I
picked up the book at my local library, I must say I thoroughly enjoyed the
book. I finished the book in one day; I read into the wee hours of the morning.
And after I finished it, I was too scared to sleep. So I waited for the sun to
rise, checked the bottom of my bed for any lurking monsters, and then went to
sleep.
Till date I have read three of
Zafon’s works, and each one of them gave me the same eerie, uncanny feeling of
being watched or of a presence in my room, when there were none. My latest
Carlos Zafon was The Midnight Palace,
again marked as a young adult book. However I agree with Zafon in his
introduction when he says that the book is for all those who are all “young at
heart.” I guess when it comes to Zafon I will always be young at heart.
The Midnight Palace is set in Calcutta of the 1930s. Yes, that’s
right C-A-L-C-U-T-T-A! The story revolves around the twins Ben and Sheere, who
were separated at birth by their grandmother to protect them after the untimely
death of their parents. While Sheere was brought up by her grandmother, Ben was
left at St. Patrick’s orphanage, in the charge of Mr. Carter to be raised with
other orphans. According to the rule of the orphanage, the charges are expected
to leave the orphanage and pave their way in the world once they turn sixteen. On
his sixteenth birthday, as Ben and his friends, who form the secret Chowbar
Society are celebrating, Ben’s grandmother Aryami Bose comes to the orphanage
with Sheere to warn Mr. Carter that the dangerous past of the twins was
catching up to them. This is the very first time that the twins meet and like
all other young adult adventure series, the twins and their friends decide to
confront the past rather than run from it. With a dark, mysterious villain with
supernatural powers, The Midnight Palace comfortably
fits the bill of the horror supernatural genre.
Zafon builds the tension
marvelously with his plot but falls miserably short at its dénouement. Even his
majestic and hypnotic descriptions of the dazzling city of Calcutta in the
1930’s under the Colonial rule could not soothe the disappointment I felt with
the tame ending. That is the sad part of most of Zafon’s books. I had to strain
myself to finish both Midnight and
his adult novel The Angel’s Game. However
he more than makes up for it with his ability to invoke visually captivating
imageries through his writing.
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