I expected The Magickers to not come close to Harry Potter, even though the cover says this is “America’s answer to the Harry Potter series.” I gave it a try anyway, and pushed all comparisons aside no matter how often the cover tells you to do otherwise. To me Harry Potter is whimsical and elegant, while The Magickers highlights most things I dislike about middle school children.
The story begins with a nightmare that is meant to grab attention, but completely fails at it. You begin by thinking exciting, creepy events are happening only to be thrown into 11 year old reality pages later. Fine, I’ll just pretend that never happened. We then get to experience the creepy raven moment. By that, I mean a raven runs into glass and the main character’s head a few times, drops off a note and leaves. All of that takes way too many pages, and isn’t as magically, weird, or special as it is meant to be.
Moving on from the raven event, we have page after page of typical eleven year old life. I really didn’t care that the main character Jason has issues with his relatives, or doesn’t make the soccer team. I didn’t care about the weird teacher with the crystal ball or the constant irritating childish dialogue. People are calling people dotty, picking on each other, and being generally irritating. If the book would focus on the magic and the fantasy instead of a typical day in the life of a misfit eleven year old, then we might have something, but I kept reading, because there is a magic camp after all, so that may be ok.
It wasn’t ok. Just typical middle school camp atmosphere. Know it all characters, I’m better than you characters, let’s pick on the new guy, and oh look at that semi strange thing over there, weird isn’t it hahaha. The magic here isn’t appealing to me, just like the kids aren’t. I’ve said this before in other reviews and have gotten a hard time about it, but I’ll say it again. I’m not 11, I’m not a misfit kid, I don’t find mundane middle school conversations remotely interesting, so I don’t like this book. Even if I were 11, I wouldn’t like this book. Honestly, if I had wanted to read a book about eleven year olds talking or going to camp I would have just talked to people at my school, but I read to go to a different place, a magical place, somewhere I’d like to be. I wouldn’t like to be at a camp with the same type of people I see every day, acting the same way they do here, but oh look there is a shapechanger. Fantasy books can be realistic without bringing in the worst of actual life.
The Magickers is more Percy Jackson than Harry Potter, but Percy Jackson was actually readable and decent, this is not. If you like to read about typical 11 year olds and their daily issues and problems, go for it, and I know there are people out there that wouldn’t mind that at all. I’m not one of them, I find it all extremely uninteresting, and more than a little irritating.