Celebrate the 50 years of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with this scrumdiddlyumptious book about the iconic novel and author! Inside Charlie’s Chocolate Factory  explores the unique appeal and lasting cultural impact of Roald Dahl’s beloved classic. This non-fiction book looks at the development of the original story  and charaters, its social history, and the varying film and stage adaptations. With never-before-seen material from the archives, full-color photos and illustrations throughout, and quotes from Roald Dahl enthusiasts this gorgeously produced gift book is a great way for fans to celebrate Charlie, Wonka, and Roald Dahl! Gr 6 Up— In time for the 50th anniversary of Roald Dahl's classic, this work takes an in-depth look at the origins of the iconic tale of Charlie and his golden ticket. In an almost-scholarly tone, each chapter covers a distinct topic, such as the British author's inspiration for the beloved title, the book's impact on popular culture, and comparisons among and the reception of the various film and stage adaptations. Part biography, part history, Managan's work explores Dahl's tragic family history and relationships with the editors and illustrators that helped him bring his iconic story to life. Especially interesting is the discussion of the initial critical reactions (even mostly harsh ones from the librarian community), because of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory's irreverent humor and hard honest look at the flaws of the human character. Kids might be turned off by the nostalgic sensibility of the text and the sometimes over-the-top (and corny) jokes, but this title will especially strike a chord with fans of Dahl's work, students of classic children's literature, and those interested in the early days of modern publishing. The thorough back matter, including archival, full-color photos; extensive bibliography and further reading lists; delightful illustrations and reproductions; and quotations from those intimately connected with the various iterations, make this a stand-out title for creative writing, English, popular culture, film, and kid lit courses. Especially useful for making comparisons across media, this book ensures that Dahl's legacy will endure as long as an everlasting gobstopper.—Shelley Diaz, School Library Journal Praise for  Inside Charlie's Chocolate Factory “This thoughtful critique of an enduring classic combines elements of biography, the creative process, literary and film analyses, and social commentary, and it should appeal to a wide audience of fans.” — Booklist   “This title will especially strike a chord with fans of Dahl’s work, students of classic children’s literature, and those interested in the early days of modern publishing…this book ensures that Dahl's legacy will endure as long as an everlasting gobstopper.” — SLJ   “An effusive celebration of Roald Dahl's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory on its 50th anniversary.” — Kirkus Reviews Lucy Mangan is a journalist and columnist. She writes a regular column for  The Guardian  as well as features and TV reviews there. She has written for most of the major women’s magazines and now has a weekly column in  Stylist  magazine. She lives in southeast London with one husband, one son, two cats, and fourteen double-stacked Billy bookcases. THE RED CHOCOLATE BOX Sophie Dahl, aged three. I called him Mold, because when I was a toddler my baby tongue couldn’t get to grips with the Norwegian pronunciation of his name, ‘Roo-al’ (regal, long stretched Roo , al like the end of mall, silent D ), and instead Mold he was, ever after. At his table, I was raised on a steady diet of good food and enchantment. A meal was never just a meal; it was a recipe from a prince in Dar es Salaam, rescued from the jaws of a hungry python at the crucial moment by my grandfather. In this story, and its variants, Mold was always the blue-eyed interloper, diverting the disasters he stumbled upon. So grateful was the fictitious prince, he gave the lanky Englishman his treasured recipe for crab-stuffed baked potatoes. (Or toast with bacon and marmalade, or whatever else happened to be on the menu in rainy Buckinghamshire that day.) He had many accoutrements of magic, Mold, like a proper magician should: amaretto biscuits whose wrapping paper you lit, which shot up into the sky like titchy hot-air balloons, falling back to earth in a wispy question mark of ash; a miniature steam train that huffed and puffed round the dining room table; a house dotted with Witch Balls, ancient, mirrored spheres that hung from a window, confronting any witch so bold as to come knocking with her own hideous reflection so she’d flee. Mold was famous among his children, and later on me, for writing our names in the grass with weed killer, while we slept. ‘The fairies have been,’ he’d say over breakfast, in a voice that crackled and sparked, like the beginnings of a bonfire. There was nothing more magical, though, than the Red T