Coraline has just moved and discovered her surroundings, a strange house she and her parents share with unusual neighbours: two former actresses and an old-touch savant mice breeder. "I'm an explorer!" said Coraline. Yet Gare: Behind the door condemned, a magical and frightening world awaits him.
... Watch out, big frisson. Reading this book, one gets the impression of watching a horror movie all the more horrifying as its soundtrack would be a repetitive and lancinating little childhood song. This little wonder returns masterfully to the pure tradition of the fairy tale, wonderful and terrifying, mixing with naïveté refinement and cruelty. We're afraid, like Coraline: not really, because we're not in the real. And, at the same time, we're so close to it that we're afraid anyway.. But we're taking a huge pleasure from it. Neil Gaiman's writing is beautiful, simple and subtle, combining a narrative that seems to flow from source, a sense of detail, and a delightful image art. It's pretty complex to be irreconcilable, limpid enough to be read as early as 9 years.. and re-read infinitely with the same fascination. A pure masterpiece in Lewis Carrol's tradition. The name of the new Alice is Coraline. From 10 years of age. --Wester Pascale
For tea she went down to see Misses Spink and Forcible. She had three digestive biscuits, a glass of limeade, and a cup of weak tea. The limeade was very interesting. It didn't taste anything like limes. It tasted bright green and vaguely chemical. Coraline liked it enormously. She wished they had it at home. "How are your dear mother and father?" asked Miss Spink. "Missing," said Coraline. "I haven't seen either of them since yesterday. I'm on my own. I think I've probably become a single child family.
Os gatos não têm nomes - respondeu. Não? - perguntou Coraline. Não - respondeu o gato. - Já vocês , pessoas, têm nomes. É por isso que não sabem quem são. Nós sabemos quem somos e por isso não precisamos de nomes.