This version is set in early twentieth-century New York City and the woods in the middle of nowhere, up the Hudson Valley a ways near Rhinebeck.

The humor is engagingly snarky, and the poetic jingles recited by the enchanted members of the Beast household are well-done. ( )

Although another version of the classic fairy tale, this book is slightly different. This book is set in New York. Students will enjoy this book because of the twists and unexpected surprises that fill an already wonderful and well known story. ( )

This advanced picture-book/simple chapter-book retelling of the classic French fairy-tale of Beauty and the Beast, transplanted to the Hudson River Valley of the late nineteenth century, reminded me a bit of Robin McKinley's fabulous novelized retelling, Beauty, and I can't think of any praise higher than that! The familiar narrative is faithfully reproduced here, while it is also transformed: the merchant is a New York City businessman, with three daughters, and a mansion on Fifth Avenue, overlooking Central Park; the loss of his fortune necessitates that the family retrench and ruralize, withdrawing to a simple country cottage some seventy miles north of the city, along the Hudson; the surprise appearance of a ship thought lost draws him back to the city, where he finds nothing of value, and must leave again as penniless as he came. The fateful ice storm, in which the merchant stumbles upon a magnificent mansion (rather than a castle), the hospitality offered him, until his plucking of the Beast's rose, Beauty's subsequent sacrifice of herself, in order to save him, and her life with the Beast - all are familiar, as is the eventual resolution.

But although all these well-loved story elements are represented, albeit in somewhat new garb, Willard's retelling doesn't simply change their outward appearance. Somehow, she has transformed the way they feel, making the story something both old and new, something borrowed and also uniquely her own. Something that feels like it is a genuine Hudson River tale, to be told alongside such classics as The Legend of Sleepy Hollow or Rip Van Winkle. Clearly, this story has something to say about New York City and the Hudson River Valley (which happens to be my part of the world), and Willard's revisionism - something I sometimes find unconvincing, in such fairy-tale retellings - feels both respectful and genuine to me.

Willard's Beauty and the Beast didn't just convince me however, it entertained and enthralled me! I wanted more! More details, more insight into the various characters, more thoughtful asides, as when the narrator says: "Pretty girls are a dime a dozen. Beauty is much rarer than you might suppose." I found life in the Beast's mansion fascinating: Beauty's library made me envious, her discovery of the tower had me on the edge of my seat, and her star-gazing sessions with the Beast - "I often come here, to look at the heavenly beasts," he said. "Such faithful friends they are, the beasts." - were immensely satisfying. Barry Moser's wood engravings, for which he is particularly known, were simply lovely, although (again) I wish there had been more of them! I understand, from the brief note at the rear, that both author and illustrator were inspired by the Hudson River mansion of Wilderstein, in Rhinebeck - I sense a field-trip this summer!

All in all, Willard and Moser have produced a wonderful Beauty and Beast, one I highly recommend to fans of the tale, as well as to devotees of the Hudson River Valley region. I think I need to own a copy of my own... ( )

Beautiful illustrations. ( )

Beauty and the Beast, by Nancy Willard and Barry Mozer is by far the coolest, most creative version of this story ever. It is set in New York City in the early 20th century for a start. The girls’ dead mother had, while alive, dabbled in magic, herbs and astrology. She had a cabinet with old books and a map to a mysterious cottage outside of the city. She had used to visit it with an old woman, an astrologer. None of the others in the family had ever been there. When she died, it was all packed away in the attic, and only Beauty would explore it.
The astrologer had named the daughters Vanity, Money and Beauty, and warned the father that if he changed the names, he would be visited by bad fortune, but he did not heed her warning. Only Beauty’s name did not change. It is also important to note that Beauty, like her mother, had green eyes and red hair.
Beauty grows up to be intelligent and kind, wanting to run an animal hospital. She is loved by all, although her sisters are selfish and vain.
When the merchant’s ships are lost, and thus, the family fortune, they must move to the cottage. The older girls, now Vanessa and Mona, complain and will not help, on the journey or at the cottage, but Beauty takes to country life. She does everything that needs to be done on the farm.
Her father gets news of one of his ships, leaves with a promise of gifts, and Beauty, of course, only wants a rose.
All happens similarly, but the Beast sends the man home on a white horse, the saddlebag filled with jewels, and a book, THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. Beauty rides the white horse back, taking only that book, and the books of her mother. When she arrives, she sees paintings that move and make sound and chairs that sing. She meets the Beast and he praises her bravery. In her rooms she finds everything she could ever want, dresses, a golden pen and ink, sketchbooks, a piano, a singing mirror, the rose her father picked for her, her mother’s books, and a diamond, cut into a star, that seems to light the room.
There is also a library, and in it, the book he gave her, which she reads.
The story is extremely similar to all others, but instead of a ring to take home, the Beast gives her a wreath. In the end, she and her husband, also with red hair, are married, her father lives with them, and the rest of the people of the palace, who have been shadows, are restored. Her sisters live as iron in the fireplace, watching her happiness.
This is a truly remarkable book. It utilizes real places and things from the time period, all swirled into the magic, being at once fantasy and historical fiction. The magic itself is a blend of fantasy and physical elements with mysterious properties, such as herbs and the constellations. The prince is not princely, but has muddy boots and a red beard, red hair being the sign of witches. He seems real, and the story, even with it’s magical nature, feels tangible.
The illustrations are prints from woodcarvings, some created from photographs. They are extraordinarily beautiful. The story is sensual and fantastic, without feeling like a lie, the way some fantasy can. Honestly, I cannot recommend this book enough, and have already ordered my own copy, as I must give this back to the library soon. It is one of the best stories I have ever read. Six Stars on a Five Star Scale.