Ok, so he isn't Erasmus or Wittgenstein, and his Bond movie (You Only Live Twice) is filled
with ridiculous Asian sterotypes. Nevertheless, Roald Dahl occupies his own weird sector in my brain, if only because
the sheer oddity of his writing captured my attention as a kid.
I was never a big Matilda fan, but I'll stand up for Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and James and the Giant Peach anyday.
Both are childhood classics, even before Gene Wilder and Disney had their input. Hey, someone has to teach kids to think bizarre.
Oompa-loompa-doompity-doo...