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In the Darkness of this Theater, Anything Can Happen
The family's broken-down theater has always been a safe place for Chloe. There, no one can see the scars that line her face---scars her inventor father accidentally caused, leaving even deeper wounds between them.
In the darkness she meets Nick, a boy with his own hurts. While Nick isn't the most pleasant companion, a rocky friendship is formed over their ...
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Overview

In the Darkness of this Theater, Anything Can Happen
The family's broken-down theater has always been a safe place for Chloe. There, no one can see the scars that line her face---scars her inventor father accidentally caused, leaving even deeper wounds between them.
In the darkness she meets Nick, a boy with his own hurts. While Nick isn't the most pleasant companion, a rocky friendship is formed over their love of films. Soon the two are working on a movie script about a fantastical world---one that suddenly comes alive on the screen.
Chloe and Nick are transported into an adventure beyond what they ever imagined, filled with dragons, magical pools, and a sinister vapor that threatens to destroy everyone. But when tragedy strikes, Chloe must find the courage to step out of the shadows and find what she’s always longed for.
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Publishers Weekly
Friesen (The Last Martin) pens a fantasy adventure with touches of magical realism in this novel about 14-year-old Chloe and her new friend, Nick. Chloe, ridiculed as Scarface by her classmates after an accident caused by her inventor father, has become a loner, retreating to the projection room of the movie theater her mother runs. Nick, a blind boy with a secret, moves to town. They begin to work on a screenplay about the magical land of Retinya and are transported there. Vaepor, an evil, shape-shifting cloud, is destroying the beautiful country and enslaving its people. Every year they are forced on a pilgrimage to a special pond that wipes their memories away, and by this act Vaepor maintains his hold over them. Secholit, their former leader, enlists Chloe to help them remember. One problematic aspect of the narrative is that readers know only what Chloe knows about Retinya. Her charming helpers in Retinya are almost as mystified as she is, and they too must struggle in confusion with her to the ending, which comes together in a satisfying way. Readers will also have to hang in there for enlightenment. Ages 11–up. Agent: Deidre Knight, Knight Literary. (Aug.)
The Dove Foundation
The family's broken-down theater has always been a safe place for Chloe. There, no one can see the scars that line her face---scars her inventor father accidentally caused, leaving even deeper wounds between them.

In the darkness she meets Nick, a boy with his own hurts. While Nick isn't the most pleasant companion, a rocky friendship is formed over their love of films. Soon the two are working on a movie script about a fantastical world---one that suddenly comes alive on the screen. Chloe and Nick are transported into an adventure beyond what they ever imagined, filled with dragons, magical pools, and a sinister vapor that threatens to destroy everyone. But when tragedy strikes, Chloe must find the courage to step out of the shadows and find what she’s always longed for. -- The family's broken-down theater has always been a safe place for Chloe. There, no one can see the scars that line her face---scars her inventor father accidentally caused, leaving even deeper wounds between them.

In the darkness she meets Nick, a boy with his own hurts. While Nick isn't the most pleasant companion, a rocky friendship is formed over their love of films. Soon the two are working on a movie script about a fantastical world---one that suddenly comes alive on the screen. Chloe and Nick are transported into an adventure beyond what they ever imagined, filled with dragons, magical pools, and a sinister vapor that threatens to destroy everyone. But when tragedy strikes, Chloe must find the courage to step out of the shadows and find what she’s always longed for.

School Library Journal
Gr 4–6—Twelve-year-old Chloe lives with scars on her face and neck caused by an accident with one of her father's inventions, and she is constantly aware of them: at school, where she is called Scarface, and at home, which is full of her anger and her father's guilt. When she meets Nick, a blind boy who writes a movie script about a fantasyland called Retinya, they begin to work on the story together. In the projection box of her family's movie theater, Chloe and Nick are magically transported to the world they've created and find themselves engaged in a struggle against the evil spirit Vaepor, who wipes away people's memories, leaving them in his thrall. Nick quickly disappears, and Chloe is left to puzzle her own way through this dangerous and confusing world as she searches for him and follows enigmatic clues in order to defeat Vaepor. Friesen has created some compelling characters and settings, but the story line begins to wander much like Chloe herself. Ultimately, the world of Retinya does not fully come alive. It remains as confusing to readers as it is to Chloe, and the device of having her as a coinventor of the world along with Nick is not followed through consistently enough to be successful. Strictly an additional purchase.—Sue Giffard, Ethical Culture Fieldston School, New York City
Kirkus Reviews
A teenage girl with permanent facial scars and a blind boy enter an imaginary world through a combination of their own scriptwriting and a portal in an inherited old movie theater. Fourteen-year-old Chloe Lundeen has additional, social scars from endless schoolyard taunts of "Scarface." She's living evidence of one of her inventor-father's projects gone terribly wrong. Chloe finds solace in the family's old-fashioned movie house and develops a love/hate relationship with a fellow sufferer named Nick Harris. The two eventually enter a magical world together, where their pain can be forgotten, but not without a price. Told in close third-person narration from Chloe's point of view, this good-vs.-evil story moves from being fluent to disjointed and back again, several times. Accomplished author Friesen (The Last Martin, 2011, etc.) clearly has something to say to kids who have been emotionally or physically hurt by someone close to them. Yet he waxes didactic so often on the subjects of psychic pain, forgiveness and the inherent beauty that comes from overcoming adversity that readers may feel hit over the head with compassionate zeal. To make matters worse, the rules and characters of the fantasy world unfold in a sporadic way that feels more disorienting than helpful. This poignant and well-meaning premise ends up a disappointing read. (Fantasy. 10-14)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780310721109
  • Publisher: Zonderkidz
  • Publication date: 8/7/2012
  • Pages: 304
  • Age range: 11 - 14 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.60 (w) x 8.10 (h) x 0.50 (d)

Meet the Author

Jonathan Friesen is an author, speaker, and youth writing coach from Mora, Minnesota. His first young adult novel, Jerk, California, received the ALA Schneider Award. When he’s not writing, speaking at schools, or teaching, Jonathan loves to travel and hang out with his wife and three kids.
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Aldo's Fantastical Movie Palace


By Jonathan Friesen

Zondervan

Copyright © 2012 Jonathan Friesen
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-310-72110-9


Chapter One

I'm a genius, Chloe." Dad raised his fists to the sky. "Someday, a teacher will ask you to name the world's greatest inventor, and your answer will not be Thomas Edison, no siree." He lowered a hand, placed it on his chest, and bowed. "You'll say, 'It's none other than humble Ray Lundeen.'"

Chloe laughed. "Humble?"

"Okay, humble is a stretch. But great? Absolutely." Dad led her around the barn to the daisy field and the rusted horse trailer. He pointed to his head, and then shook his finger at heaven. "Today, I will pull Inky, and her trailer, using magnetism!"

"Magnetism?"

"No more need for expensive hitches. And to prove it, I'll haul your horse to the trailhead using the junker."

Chloe squinted. "We don't even drive the Escort anymore. How are you going to pull the trailer with that?"

Dad hooted, threw his baseball cap into the air, and raced across the farmyard.

"You are crazy, Dad," Chloe whispered. But a good kind of crazy.

The tiny wagon wheezed and sputtered toward the daisies. Dad turned off the engine and sprang out of the beater, heading straight inside the barn. He reappeared moments later fumbling with a chain connected to a series of metal plates.

"Here." He thrust the mess into Chloe's hands. "My latest invention—patent pending, of course. The Connect-It-All. A farmer's dream." Dad straightened and thumbed his suspenders. They snapped against his strong chest. "Now anything can pull anything. What do you think?"

"I, uh, think it's great if it works."

"Sure it works!" Dad scowled. "How dare you doubt your own father?" He snatched the plates from Chloe's hands then bent over, and soon the Escort was fastened to the trailer.

"Prepare to be amazed. She's strong enough to pull three tons." Dad hopped back in the car. "I'm going to pull the chain taut. Then see that white clamp on top of the bumper? Press 'er down and we're good to go."

Tires spun and the engine revved and the Escort inched forward. The chain tightened and creaked against the weight, and Chloe stepped forward.

The Connect-It-All. You finally invented some- thing that works.

"Now?"

"You bet! Clamp 'er! Your mom's gonna be so proud."

Chloe bent over and pushed. "Dad, this is so—"

Snap.

Chain links whipped across her face, and she fell back onto the dirt.

"Darlin'!" Dad's voice faded. "Sweetie! Can you hear me?"

When Chloe opened her eyes, Dad cradled her head, but his face blurred, as if a thick cloud floated between them.

"Am I okay?" she whispered.

That cloud began to rain.

Chapter Two

Hop to, darlin'. It's time to walk Grandpa!" Chloe let her head thunk against her bedroom door. I'm fourteen, had the upstairs bedroom since I was eleven, but Dad's never once climbed the stairs.

"I need to get creatin', Sugar-nut."

"You're calling me a nut?" she muttered.

Chloe bit her lip, hard. Why couldn't he talk like a normal dad? No more "Mount ups" or "Giddyaps." There's not a drop of cowboy blood in him; the man's never left Minnesota.

"Bean Chunk! You hear me up there?"

"Fine," Chloe said.

Sadness washed over her. Short and quiet—those were the only words she could offer him. She wanted to say more, and maybe she would ... someday.

Chloe dressed and bounded down the steps into the kitchen of the old farmhouse. Mom stood at the stove. Even from the back, she was beautiful. Her hair was black like night was black, her skin smooth and dark.

Dad used to say we looked alike. He doesn't say it anymore.

Chloe stroked the raised, jagged scars that stole all beauty from her face and neck. Each night she begged God to erase the ugly white lines. So far, he hadn't.

Chloe watched as Mom's smooth hand cracked an egg on the counter. The yolk dropped all lazy-like into the fry pan before she glanced over her shoulder and forced a smile.

"The twins are ate and gone. I'm sure up to no good." Mom stared out the window where morning haze had all but burned away over the Snake River valley. "It's going to be a hot one today." She exhaled slowly and shook her head. "Hot and sunny and beautiful."

Most people were happy when the weather was nice. But not Mom. Sunny, late-summer days meant kids bought wristbands and filled the pool in Melmanie, instead of buying tickets to fill the seats of Aldo's Movie Palace, the theater she owned.

"Yeah, rotten weather," Chloe said. "Maybe it'll rain tomorrow."

Mom peeled bacon strips and laid them beside the eggs. They crackled and shriveled in their greasy bath. "You're unusually optimistic." She kissed Chloe's forehead and swatted her backside. "Now hurry up. Breakfast is almost ready and Grandpa's waiting."

Chloe scampered out the front door and sprinted to the barn. The doors were shut, but she heard Dad's laugh, his and all the husky-voiced men. Dad's "employees." He paid them with sleeping space in the barn and seats at one of two picnic tables in the Lundeen dining room.

Mom smiled and called them riffraff. "Proof of your father's kindness and goodness." Chloe called them hungry drifters who made Mom work twice as hard.

Chloe tried to ignore them—to keep running, to keep looking left and not peek at the thistle bed that long ago choked out the daisies. But her head turned, like it always did, and there was the horse trailer. And the Escort. And the busted chain. Her feet grew heavy.

"When we're done building the wings—" Dad stepped out of the barn. His gaze bounced from his daughter to the thistles, then to the ground.

"I'm fixin' to rid us of that contraption real soon." His voice softened. "Real soon, sweetie."

Chloe nodded and ran away from the barn, from him, from his promise.

* * *

She reached Grandpa's trailer home, parked in the field between the hen house and the dairy farm beyond. Slow-moving cows mooed in the distance. They looked like black and white boats floating through a sea of green.

"Grandpa?" She pounded on the door. "Grandpa, you ready?"

"In back."

Chloe walked around to the other side of the trailer. Grandpa Salvador was painting again.

He finished with a flourish and stepped back, squinting at his work.

"What do you think, Chloe?"

She stepped back too. "I think you just painted melting fish erupting out of a volcano all around your new ... really obnoxious, bright-blue window."

"Yes, yes. I did. It's a wonder my bad heart was up to it." He winked and tousled her hair. "What do you think about my paving stones? Do they remind you of anything?"

Chloe scanned the row of decorative rocks, painted blue and waiting to dry in the morning sun. "It's like they're from the Wizard of Oz ... except they're not yellow."

"Ahaa! This is correct. They are blue! And very difficult to paint. My father would have been proud of me. How I miss dear Aldo, but ..." He grabbed Chloe's hand. "You have come to walk your poor, weak grandpa. Let's put on a good show."

She shook her head and smiled as he dropped the paintbrush.

"Now walk very near today, and keep your arm in mine. I will lean on you from time to time, especially as we pass the house."

"I'm ready." They snuggled close and shuffled across the center of the farmyard. The porch door slammed and Mom stepped out. She shook her head, smiled, and waved.

"Lift my arm and return the gesture."

Chloe did. Mom wiped her eye with her apron.

Together, they made their way onto the path that cut through the fifty-acre field. Only their shoulders and heads would be visible from the house above the wild wheat and hay. Grandpa pulled free and stretched. "Will you go to the pool today? I've heard some swimmers practice before trying out for the swim team."

"Maybe tonight. After ... after the kids are gone. But I've been thinking I won't go out for swimming this year."

"Ah, yes. The other swimmers frighten you."

"They don't scare me," Chloe said. "I could beat them all, it's just ..."

Grandpa peeked down. "Because in your swim- suit a certain mark is more noticeable?"

Chloe rolled her eyes, and frowned. "Do we have to talk about this?"

"No, my dear, we don't. We can continue to ignore what you continue to run from—"

"Who says I'm running—"

In the distance, they heard a shout, and then a laugh, followed by a string of words Mom would never allow.

"That was Mr. Henks's yell." Chloe stared at the dairy farmer's herd.

"And that was Grif's laugh." Grandpa sighed. "Again, your brothers are up to foolishness."

From the far end of the field they appeared— tall, lanky Grif and short, pudgy Quenton—bounding toward home, paint guns in hand.

"It looks like I'm not the only one painting this morning." Grandpa pointed at a cow splotched with green. "While it's nice to see they've inherited Aldo's creativity, I have no desire to explain this to our neighbor right now. Come." He picked up the pace.

Chloe glanced from the cows to Grandpa's step. "You look strong today. Why did you pretend?"

"When I'm weak, your mom feels good and needed. She won't feel this way tonight—it will be a slow day at the Movie Palace." He gestured around. "Sunny day and all."

They walked quietly for a long time.

"Do you think my painting will help the green cows erupt with more milk?"

Chloe nodded. "Absolutely."

"Yes. This is what I thought." Grandpa plucked a piece of wheat and put it in his mouth. He chewed and rubbed his stubble and chewed some more. "I lie in bed sometimes and wonder what Aldo would paint if he were here."

Chloe plucked a stalk of hay. "You were lucky to get along with your dad."

"No." Grandpa spit out his wheat. "There was no luck to it. Aldo was stubborn and demanding, and living with him was hard work." He stopped.

"He never called you Sugar-nut." Chloe kicked at the grass and pounded on ahead.

They reached the end of the trail and Chloe slowed. Grandpa caught up and leaned on her shoulder. "Take me to my volcano ... Sugar-nut."

She tried not to laugh, but a giggle squeezed out.

"So you aren't really angry about the name." Grandpa smiled.

They stopped in front of the trailer door, and he stroked Chloe's cheek, traced the scars down her neck, up her chin, and across her upper lip.

"My Chloe. You are beautiful." He gazed over her head. "As beautiful as a distant memory. Young folks do not know how lovely memories are. Without them, what are we?" Grandpa looked back to her. "With them, we are beautiful, as are you."

She couldn't answer, because like their show for Mom, she knew it wasn't the truth. Chloe pulled back from his hand.

"You doubt this?" Grandpa said.

Loud laughter came from the barn, and he continued. "The accident also haunts your father."

"Why can't he talk normal to me? Or even look at me?" She shook her head. "He laughs at Grif and Q and all their ... creativity. I mean, what's the difference between my brothers and me? Only one thing." She pointed at her neck.

Grandpa closed his eyes. Chloe turned toward the house and stormed back passed the barn, where she peeked again.

You sold my horse. Get rid of that trailer.

(Continues...)



Excerpted from Aldo's Fantastical Movie Palace by Jonathan Friesen Copyright © 2012 by Jonathan Friesen. Excerpted by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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  • Posted August 23, 2012

    "Aldo's Fantastical Movie Palace -- where dreams come true,

    "Aldo's Fantastical Movie Palace -- where dreams come true, and
    nightmares too." {quote from chapter nine} What I Loved: Okay, so
    I didn't absolutely loooove this book like I thought I would, but I did
    like it. I did love the fact that Friesen wrote about two young
    characters, Chloe (called "Scarface" by her peers at school)
    and Nick (the blind movie script-writer boy), who were flawed / had
    "handicaps" that took us on a journey through a magical
    screenplay into the fantastical World of Retinya. In Retinya both Chloe
    and Nick must face their fears and their flaws head on. They ultimately
    learn that imperfections aren't everything and that forgetting the past
    is not always wise. Sometimes remembering the past is not easy, but it
    will lead us down the road to healing and self discovery and peace.
    Honestly, the story reminded me a little of Hugo Cabret at times with
    its freedom to just dream out loud onto the page. So, for that, I
    totally give props to Mr. Friesen! He definitely created a vivid, unique
    world full of flawed characters that needed to face their fears to find
    that they were both indeed more than their flaws. And the Fantasy
    elements of this book were great, I must say! I loved the pilgrimage
    feel of the story as well (The Pilgrim's Progress, anyone?), as Chloe
    and Nick struggled to stay on the right paths that would lead them to
    find themselves and to ultimately make it to the City of Reckoning in
    hopes of defeating Vaepor. There were also moments where some of the
    more "side-lined" characters made me laugh immensely, like
    Chloe's Grandpa and brothers for instance. I really wish that the
    Grandpa had been a more prominently featured character throughout the
    entire novel. I really do. Also, from reading the back cover blurb I
    assumed that Chloe and Nick would be together throughout the entire
    adventure through Retinya, but this wasn't so. And at first this greatly
    bothered me. But in a way I thought this was a pretty smart idea on Mr.
    Friesen's part because it made me think of Hans Christian Andersen's
    story The Snow Queen and of how Kay and Gerda must go on an adventure
    too, though they are not together for the whole adventure either...they
    both come out changed and "found" on the other end. What I
    Didn't Like So Much: I won't spoil anything for you all, but I will say
    that the beginning and ending both left me cringing and upset. Now, that
    said, I do want to read the rest of Jonathan Friesen's books after
    having finished reading this one, mainly because while this book left
    some things to be desired in some instances, overall I really did enjoy
    Chloe's character, the vividry of verbage, the Fantasy World of Retinya
    (cool name, huh? Kind of like retina, you know?) and Mr. Friesen's
    storytelling abilities. So, was AFMP an instant favorite book? No, not
    completely. But it was good enough to warrant me desiring to have
    another go at reading a Jonathan Friesen novel, and I'll admit that I
    would like to re-read this book in the near future. Other nit-picky
    notes... At times I did have trouble keeping up with who was who, as far
    as the newly introduced Retinyan characters were concerned, mainly
    because their introductions were almost too swift at times and lacked a
    thorough background or explanation as to who they were. There were a
    few grammatical errors, and some uses of the wrong tense/spelling of a
    word was used once or twice. I’m recommending this book… If you are a
    fan of The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick, Bridge To
    Terabithia by Katherine Patterson, The Snow Queen by Hans Christian
    Andersen, The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan, The Magic Tree House
    Series by Mary Pope Osborne and The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis
    then you might just enjoy being swept away into the Fantasy World of
    Retinya with Chloe and Nick. *I received this book free through
    Charleen Famiglietti of DJC Communications/Zondervan for the sole
    purpose of this review. I was not required to write a positive review.
    The views and opinions freely expressed in this post are my own.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 19, 2013

    more from this reviewer

    From the author of Jerk, California comes Aldo's Fantastical Mov

    From the author of Jerk, California comes Aldo's Fantastical Movie Palace. Jonathan Friesen has written a book about two damaged kids; Chloe who has facial scars on her hands and neck and Nick who is blind. The story takes the two main characters into an enchanted "story" where each is confronted with their own darkness. Both kids learn that their "baggage" isn't all that heavy and they learn to focus on love and life instead. It's a book about self-discovery, healing and acceptance.

    Right off, this is a Zondervan (Christian publisher) release, so you must expect some element of Jesus or the gospel on some level - other times their works are just clean- wholesome reading that tech well learned morality.  Also's read like almost a "Young Adult Pilgrim's Progress" in that it followed a character through a land of wonder - where they met fantasy-like characters - carried their "sin" (baggage) faced elements of good and evil and in the end learned about redemption and rebirth.

    Granted the Christian themes are not as "blatant" in Aldo's as they are in Pilgrim's Progress but they are still there.

    I would recommend this book to a slightly older reader - there are elements of danger, excitement and some of the characters in the book die.

    Thank you to Zondervan & Zonderkidz for this advanced copy in exchange for a fair and honest review.

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