"Gentle Reader, if a magical journey aboard a magical
ship is to your liking, come along; there isn't a moment to lose.
There is magic afoot, and the Aisling family is about to meet it
head on."
One April evening in 1850, Professor Aisling and his daughters,
Miranda and Cassandra, set out to answer the question "Are the old
stories no longer of use?" They board the tiny "Basset" --
complete with a crew of dwarves and gremlins -- and sail for parts
once known but now forgotten: the lands of legend, where they will
meet trolls and mermaids, the Sphinx, Titania and Oberon of Faery,
Medusa, and many others.
For all its delightful insights -- including the answer to the
professor's quest and other pithy observations, such as the Book
of Answers which "lets you zip along (huff) to the outcome without
looking too closely (wheeze) at the problem" -- the text of the
story is not quite satisfactory for two reasons. First, the
narrative tends to condescend to its perceived younger audience;
and second, the latter part of the story becomes very crowded and
rushed, introducing too many characters and situations to develop
fully. Surprisingly, Voyage of the Basset is at its
strongest where it relies on traditional myth the least: namely,
the College of Magical Knowledge and the "Basset" herself.
If anything, one could wish there were fewer words and more
pictures, especially of the College and the Faery Court. Voyage
of the Basset is a gorgeous showcase of James C. Christensen's
delightfully skewed imagination and artwork. The overdressed
Oldest Professor who pulls a stuffed owl on a wheeled platform,
the magnificently sultry pout on the Manticore's face, the elderly
ogre aunts with their green hair-dressings and red-painted
toenails....
Voyage of the Basset is a picture book for the young and
the young at heart -- in short (never mind what the Oldest
Professor says about the long and the short of it) -- in short,
for anyone who can follow the motto:
"By believing, one sees."
This review copyright 1997 by Wendy Morris