Roald Dahl published The BFG in 1982, and in the forty-plus years since, it has never stopped finding new readers. That kind of staying power is not accidental. The book works because it does something genuinely difficult: it presents a world of real menace and real friendship with equal conviction, and it trusts children to hold both at once. Sophie, a small orphan girl who cannot sleep, sees a giant outside her window and gets snatched before she can tell anyone. That opening is as good as openings get in children’s fiction. It is brisk, it is frightening in exactly the right measure, and it asks you immediately to follow a character who has no power and no plan into a situation that is clearly dangerous. You keep reading because Dahl, at the height of his gifts, makes you feel there is no other option.
The BFG himself (the Big Friendly Giant) turns out to be the one giant in Giant Country who refuses to eat human beings. While his nine colleagues roam the earth each night gobbling up children, the BFG collects and blows beautiful dreams into sleeping people’s windows. He is lonely, he is physically the smallest of the giants, and he speaks in a magnificent fractured English that Dahl clearly had enormous fun inventing: “whizzpopping,” “scrumdiddlyumptious,” “bloodbottler,” “snozzcumber.” The friendship that develops between Sophie and the BFG is the emotional center of the book, and Dahl earns it gradually, letting the two characters learn to trust each other through shared danger and shared humor before arriving at the plan that drives the book’s second half.
Sophie starts the book with nothing: no family, no protection, no safe place to run. She is eight years old and she is smart, and that intelligence is what saves her. Dahl is not interested in a passive heroine who waits for rescue. Sophie spots the problem, formulates the plan, and drives the BFG toward action when he would rather hide from the world’s indifference. Her arc is not about learning courage (she has it from the first page) but about learning to believe that her ideas and her voice carry weight even when she is the smallest person in the room. By the end of the book she has used those ideas to enlist a queen and change the course of an entire species. That is a quietly radical message for a children’s story: small people who notice things and refuse to stay quiet can move the world.
The BFG’s arc runs parallel and complements Sophie’s. He has been ashamed of his gentleness for as long as he can remember, mocked by the other giants for his refusal to eat humans, and he has turned that shame inward into a settled conviction that nothing will ever change. Sophie’s arrival forces him to believe otherwise. His development from passive dreamer to active participant in the plan to stop the other giants is the book’s most touching movement. Quentin Blake’s original illustrations give the BFG a physical expressiveness, especially around the enormous ears and the sad, clever eyes, that makes his emotional journey legible on the page without Dahl having to spell it out.
The nine man-eating giants are a less nuanced creation, but deliberately so. They are named: the Bloodbottler, the Childchewer, the Gizzardgulper, the Manhugger. They exist to be fearsome and funny in the same breath, and they succeed at both. Dahl knows that children can handle genuine villains as long as the world offers genuine protection from them eventually. The giants are real threats; they are also ridiculous; children old enough to read this book are old enough to hold that combination.
The book divides naturally into two movements. The first half is intimate and character-driven: Sophie and the BFG in Giant Country, building their friendship, learning each other’s ways, and surviving the dangerous proximity of the larger giants. The second half expands dramatically as the plan to involve the Queen of England takes shape and the military enters the picture. Dahl manages the transition deftly. The shift in scale does not feel like a lurch because he has spent so much of the first half establishing the emotional stakes. We care enough about Sophie and the BFG that the high-stakes second half feels earned rather than inflated.
The book’s single structural weakness is a brief stretch in the dream-catching sections where Dahl’s explanation of how dreams work goes on slightly longer than it needs to. It is a small drag in an otherwise propulsive read. Most children, fully committed to the world by that point, will not notice. The Buckingham Palace scenes that follow are among the funniest and most inventive Dahl ever wrote, and they restore full momentum.
Beneath the adventure and the invented language, The BFG is a book about outsiders and the cost of being different. The BFG does not fit among the other giants because he refuses to share their cruelty. He does not fit among humans because of his size and his strangeness. He belongs nowhere, which is why his friendship with Sophie (who also belongs nowhere, being an orphan with no fixed place in the world) feels so true. Two people who have been told by everything around them that they do not fit find each other and build something that works. That is a theme with real staying power, and Dahl never makes it feel schematic. It emerges from the story rather than being imposed on it.
There is also a thread about the relationship between power and responsibility. The Queen of England in this book is treated with genuine respect: when she is told that children are being eaten and she can do something about it, she does. She acts. The military responds to her direction. The giants are caught and confined. The book does not ask children to distrust authority in general; it asks them to bring their knowledge and their courage to the adults who have the power to act on it. That is a more nuanced political lesson than most children’s books manage.
The invented language deserves a paragraph of its own because it is doing real thematic work, not just providing comic relief. The BFG speaks in a way that marks him as other, as uneducated, as ridiculous to the human world. But his language is also more expressive, more joyful, more physically alive than standard English. When he says “I is here” instead of “I am here,” there is something in that error that paradoxically feels more present and immediate. Dahl is suggesting that the BFG’s difference is also his richness, that the qualities that make him an outsider are the same qualities that make him worth knowing.
Dahl’s prose in The BFG is at its most playful and its most controlled simultaneously. He writes short declarative sentences when the action demands speed, and he loosens into longer, more inventive rhythms when the BFG is holding the floor. The tonal range is wide: the book can be genuinely scary (the early scenes in Giant Country at night), deeply funny (whizzpopping in Buckingham Palace), and quietly moving (the BFG’s admission of his loneliness) within the space of a few pages. That tonal agility is one of Dahl’s signatures, and it is on full display here. He never condescends to his young readers, and he never protects them from real emotion. He trusts them to read the whole thing and come out the other side.
The BFG belongs on the short list of children’s books that you can read at eight and reread at thirty-eight and find that the book has grown with you rather than shrunk. It is funny and frightening and tender in proportions that Dahl calibrated with a precision that looks effortless but is anything but. Sophie and the BFG are genuinely memorable characters: not types, not stand-ins, but specific and fully realized. If you have a child between seven and ten who has not yet met the BFG, you have a treat ahead of you. If you read it as a child and have not gone back to it since, go back. It holds up completely.
The BFG tells the story of Sophie, a young orphan girl who is snatched from her bed by a giant and carried to Giant Country. Unlike the other giants who eat children, the BFG (Big Friendly Giant) is gentle and kind, collecting and delivering beautiful dreams. Sophie and the BFG form an unlikely friendship and together devise a plan to stop the other man-eating giants with the help of the Queen of England.
The BFG is generally recommended for children ages seven through ten, though confident readers of six can handle it and many adults return to it with pleasure. The vocabulary, including the BFG’s invented language, is accessible to most readers in that age range, and the book is a popular choice for reading aloud in primary school classrooms.
Yes. Steven Spielberg directed a major film adaptation of The BFG in 2016, with Mark Rylance voicing the BFG and Ruby Barnhill playing Sophie. The film was produced by Disney and Amblin Entertainment and received strong reviews. An earlier animated television adaptation was also made in 1989 by Cosgrove Hall Films.
The book’s central themes include friendship between outsiders, the value of gentleness in a brutal world, and the power of small or overlooked people to make change when they refuse to stay silent. Dahl also explores the relationship between language and identity through the BFG’s invented vocabulary, suggesting that difference can be richness rather than deficit.
Dahl called the BFG’s invented speech style “Gobblefunk.” The BFG speaks this way because, as an orphan himself (found as a baby giant), he taught himself to read from a single book and developed his own grammatical rules and vocabulary. Words like “whizzpopping,” “scrumdiddlyumptious,” and “snozzcumber” are among the most memorable inventions. Dahl included a glossary in some editions.
The BFG runs approximately 208 pages in most editions, making it a substantial but manageable read for children in the seven-to-ten age range. The vocabulary includes many invented words (which Dahl usually contextualizes clearly), but the prose is otherwise accessible. Most children in the target range can read it independently, and it is a popular choice for reading aloud over a week or two.
The BFG shares Dahl’s characteristic blend of dark humor, genuine menace, and emotional warmth with books like James and the Giant Peach, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and Matilda. What sets it apart is the extended friendship at its core: the relationship between Sophie and the BFG is slower and more tender than the plot-driven dynamics in some of Dahl’s other work, and it gives the book a different emotional register. Many readers consider it among his finest.
Reading it aloud together is one of the best things you can do with this book. The BFG’s invented language rewards performance: different readers find different rhythms and pronunciations, and children love arguing about the right way to say “whizzpopping.” That said, confident readers of eight and above will get enormous pleasure from the book on their own. Either approach works; the book is strong enough for both.