This is the best Oz book in a while, but then, calling it an Oz book is a bit of a misnomer. For a start, Rinkitink — he’s a King, and a bit of a nuisance — has nothing to do with Oz, and nothing even remotely Oz-related happens until the very end of the story.
Instead, this one is set in a different of Baum’s fairy lands, and a fun one it is, peopled with his signature inventive races and — I am very happy to report — showcasing a return to his sparkling, often laugh-out-loud, dialogue and prose. The irascible Bilbil the Goat is a highlight.
There are kingdoms and invasions and magic and mermaids and it’s just a lovely little story, with Dorothy, Glinda and Ozma shoehorned in at the end, clearly because the word “Oz” was clearly bank in those days.
And I suppose I have to be happy about that, because most likely I should never have read this story — nor enjoyed such epigrams as “Never question the truth of what you fail to understand, for the world is filled with wonders — was the title any different.
Because the word Oz is bank in these days, too.
TBR DAY 122: Rinkitink in Oz (Oz #10) by L. Frank Baum
GENRE: Children’s Fiction, Classics
TIME ON THE TBR: 3 years.
PURCHASED FROM: Amazon.