The source of light is fading away, and for the Stoop the encroaching darkness brings a terrible danger. As Brog sets off on a perilous quest to find the source of light, the Stooplord, Klan the Golden leads them in a final and possibly fatal battle against their mortal enemies, the Gork.
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Género. Narrativa fantástica.
Lo que nos cuenta. El libro Brog el stoop (publicación original: Brog the Stoop, 1993) nos lleva hasta la Tierra de las Nieblas, donde Brog y otros stoops son conscientes de que cada vez llega menos luz desde la Tierra de la Luz, lo que disminuye la disponibilidad de alimento y aumenta la posibilidad de ser atacados por los casi invencibles gorks desde la Tierra de la Oscuridad. Cuando el señor de los stoops convoca a un Consejo en la Gran Plaza, el joven Brog propone averiguar qué ha sucedido con la luz.
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I first read this book towards the end of primary school. I have read it at least three times since, and finally have my own copy. It's an ageless story about perseverance to protect the world you live in. It's about friendship and adversary, it's about love and life, and the fight to maintain all that makes life... Light! This is a such an amazing story about fighting for life, for light, without relinquishing your own morals and ideals. A brilliant must read.
I read this book back when i was a teenager, i have picked it up to read over and over at least once a year, and i have bought 3 different copies over the years as paper falls apart. Its a fantastic coming of age story that just leaves me with warm fuzzies and a smile.
The light source of Drabwurld is failing and for the gentle folk, the Stoop this means incredible danger for when night falls the Stop have to hide in "hollows" away from the evil Gork who hunt them relentlessly. Red Eye leader of the Gork is elated the light is leaving the land and in fact attempts to ensure it does for then he and his Gork can ravage the land and feast on the Stoop under cover of darkness. Only one hope is left for the Stoop, an unassuming Stoopling not yet at full maturity named Brog. Only HE is destined to save the light source and return Dayspans to Drabwurld to limit the amount of Blacktime and the Gork hunts. But can one Stoop fulfil his quest to save their dying world? An incredibly fresh and inventive fantasy that mixes magic, natural elements of day and night and has hints of The Dark Crystal, Labyrinth and even video games such as Abe's Odyssee. Obvious really the Labyrinth and Dark crystal connection considering the beautiful and fantastic Brian Froud cover art.
What a Gem! Drawn to this book purely for its front cover, I really didn't know anything about it. I had never heard of it before, but figured if I didn't like the story I'd keep it for the artwork alone. Well, this has instantly become a favourite of mine. I rarely give 5 stars but this one definitely deserves it in my opinion. Also, Brian Froud's front cover illustration is just fabulous.
I've recently learned that this book has a sequel that I never knew about, so I've re-read this childhood favourite to refresh it in my mind before picking up the second.
Although, I've read this book over and over again since the 90s. I think every detail is firmly secured in my memory and no refresh was actually needed.
This book is simplistic, and if I had read it for the first time as an adult then I might not have the same love for it. But for me it is deeply tied in to nostalgia, and stands out as a milestone for me discovering the world of fantasy fiction. I will always give it five stars, simply because it will always hold a very special place in my heart.
I have this book in paperback, but I downloaded it into my kindle to read. I loved this book.I'm the 90s when point fantasy was putting out great books with great covers. I love the cover of Brig the Stoop. It's a great story and I love the characters. I didn't realise there was a second book. I just wish there where lots more.
I read this book as a teen and loved the story. Never found out if there were sequels. Thoroughly enjoyed. I have a copy of this. Fantasy genre, about a family, trying to survive against the baddies. I remember the mother dying. It was very sad.
I really want to read this book again.
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My all-time favourite fantasy novel from my childhood. I read and reread this gem over and over again, and would dream about it and cherished it. Captivating! I still have my original copy!
This is a lot simpler than I remember - Brog sort of limps along to a conclusion, and his attitude at the end makes no sense to me whatsoever. A lot of the story seems forced, the hand of the author clearly visible. The simplified language of the Stoop I think I would have found annoying if not for nostalgia - Stoopettes, Stoopmother, Stoopling, Stooptongue. The fact that there's no language barrier between Human and Stoop is something I find odd, considering there's one between Stoop and Gork. I realise inventing a language for a book is a bit far sometimes but there's no actual need if you consider it all to be a translation into English - just say that there's a language barrier! Or demonstrate it or something. Then there's the characterisation of the Gork species as a whole - why does the opposition have to be so completely evil? Isn't it more interesting to talk about shared resources being strained, different views and lifestyles, predator and prey relationships between two intelligent species?
There's potential there - it's so frustrating! This could have been a profound and simple story about bravery and changing the world and growing up and ecosystems but instead it's a flawed attempt with clear signs of authoritarian interference. The baddies are bad the goodies are noble savages lacking civilisation and the humans are superior beings who deign to help out.
The How To Train Your Dragon films keep coming to mind. They were so well done in every way that this novel failed.
Una buena novela de Fantasía, sin tener chorrocientos mil elementos. No sé si fue la sencillez de la obra la que me hizo enternecerme y sentir algo de nostalgia en la despedida de Planimal. Creo que sí.