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A review by whipcreamsucks
The Tyger by Tegan Moore
5.0
Half the pleasure was knowing the horror you were headed toward.
Night at the Museum.... but as a Bildungsroman. Twelve-year-old Jules' perception of everything has changed because his parents got divorced, and now his mum is maniacally drunk at his Aunt Lydia's wedding and keeps insisting he recites William Blake's The Tyger. He decides to escape by exploring the museum attraction that serves as the wedding venue: a path that allows you to walk from the present to prehistoric times, lavish with displays of different historical eras.
The story keeps us in ambiguity about whether or not the museum mannequins are actually alive or it's all in Jules' head, effectively keeping us enthralled in an air of creepiness and backstory— we all expect them to literally come alive in front of Jules' eyes, and yet we also don't. It serves as allegory, much as the story's namesake poem, that Jules sees change because his own life has changed so drastically and he's still unsure of how to deal with things. I feel that Moore does this story fantastically well, heightening our tension with amazingly detailed and engaging atmosphere, and I love the ending. Its abruptness hits home that. That final image of is so simple, but it tells the biggest truth of all.
Night at the Museum.... but as a Bildungsroman. Twelve-year-old Jules' perception of everything has changed because his parents got divorced, and now his mum is maniacally drunk at his Aunt Lydia's wedding and keeps insisting he recites William Blake's The Tyger. He decides to escape by exploring the museum attraction that serves as the wedding venue: a path that allows you to walk from the present to prehistoric times, lavish with displays of different historical eras.
The story keeps us in ambiguity about whether or not the museum mannequins are actually alive or it's all in Jules' head, effectively keeping us enthralled in an air of creepiness and backstory— we all expect them to literally come alive in front of Jules' eyes, and yet we also don't. It serves as allegory, much as the story's namesake poem, that Jules sees change because his own life has changed so drastically and he's still unsure of how to deal with things. I feel that Moore does this story fantastically well, heightening our tension with amazingly detailed and engaging atmosphere, and I love the ending. Its abruptness hits home that