FUCK, life is so full of crap. there is one good thing in my life though. just read this book Catcher in the Rye. blown away! it is like the author was reading my thoughts and put it all down in this book. i think this is my favorite novel of all time. so many things to think about. but we've been assigned to read Catcher in the Rye and it is terrible. can't believe i ever liked this book. i'm going to deconstruct the shit out of this novel, baby! i woke up early this morning and thumbed through A Catcher in the Rye. i remember hating this book in college for some reason. it changed my life as a kid, i'm not sure how i would have survived orange county without it. just re-reading parts of it brought back all that old angst about all the fucked-up shit in the world that kids have to deal with. i'm not sure there is another book as insightful or as meaningful. no more partying like the world is about to end, i still have my entire life ahead of me! still, i've got to do something meaningful with my life. i cracked open A Catcher in the Rye yesterday before the party and read some of my favorite parts. my life is going to change and the attitude expressed in that book is at the heart of that change. it's not too late for me to learn from you, to find some meaning in life. every day something meaningful happens, something so emotional and real. this is such a fucked up world, do we really want to bring new life into it? does she think that having a child with me will bring more meaning into her life? my life has meaning enough already. i don't know how i would handle a kid like that. it is like i woke up one day, mysteriously transformed into an old man. sometimes i feel like i am just faking it all and someone is going to figure it out and blow the whistle on me. some folks got up and started clapping and then the whole room joined in, even council members who voted against my motion - feh, phonies. i don't feel like me. sweet Jesus, is this what a mid-life crisis feels like? it is a weird feeling, like i know everything that i need to know about the world, about the people around me, how everything connects, but yet i still feel like i know so little about life. i've started re-reading A Catcher in the Rye. it's so strange, during different parts, i felt like crying. i think of him and i know that change in the world and changing myself can still happen.
Thats the one thing about crummy old guys, they always hate books that kids like. Every time I reread a corny book that I really liked when I was a kid it makes me want to give the writer a buzz and ask what the hell is going on. If they fall off, they fall off, but its bad if you say anything to them.p.211 Ill bet everyone is going to think that Im just horsin around or trying to be all sexy talking like this. Thats the thing with some people, they are always sneaking up and writing fuck you on your book reviews when you are not looking.
I read this book for the first time in the 8th grade. There was one feature where they asked people what book changed their lives, and something like more than half said Catcher in the Rye. I think there might have been some celebrity comments in there, too. I felt like hating Catcher in the Rye was my dirty little secret. I began to think that perhaps I'd come at it too young, so after my first year of college, I decided to re-read it, go at it with fresh eyes, and see if my opinion had changed.
Generally, I don't hate books, either. But no, I will never be reading this book again. Holden calls up an old friend, has a drink. Holden calls up a girl, has a drink. No, no, maybe it was when Holden called up that hooker!
I read the end of The Catcher in the Rye the other day and found myself wanting to take Holden Caulfield by the collar and shake him really, really hard and shout at him to grow up. At sixteen, I found Holden Caulfield's crisis profoundly moving; I admired his searing indictment of society, his acute understanding of human nature, his extraordinary sensitivity (I mean, come on, he had a nervous breakdown for God's sake, he had to be sensitive). A forty year old of the grown-up variety recognizes Holden's insight as superficial and banal, indulging in the cheapest kind of adolescent posturing. Holden and his adolescent peers typically behave as though the fate they have suffered (disillusionment and the end of innocence) is unique in human history. Holden Caulfield has a nervous breakdown. Thats the kind of crap that Holden Caulfield (and J.
In fact, as I started reading, I was already thinking about what my amazingly insightful, completely isnt it cool to bash on the classics 1 star review was going to focus on. . So what happened to all of the preconceived notions I had before I starting reading this book? However, after reading this book, I learned a few other things about Holden that I though were fascinating and that are not as often discussed: 1.He is desperately lonely (he even goes so far as ask his cab drivers to join him for a drink); 2.He is generous with his time and his things (he writes an essay for his roommate despite being upset with him and even lets him borrow his jacket); 3.He is extremely sensitive and longs for an emotional (rather than just a physical) commitment (he mentions several times his need to be in love in order to be physical and his experience with the prostitute certainly bears this out); 4.He is intelligent (despite being lazy and unfocused, Holden displays great insight and intelligence regarding books he has read and displays at the museum); and 5.Despite being unable to process it correctly, he is full of compassion and has a deep capacity for love, which he shows most notably for his sister (this was one of the most powerful parts of the story for me as it was Holdens desire to avoid hurting Phoebe that keeps him from running away at the end of the book). Taking all of the good and the bad together, I was left with the feeling that Holden is an adolescent on the cusp of adulthood who is achingly afraid of the loss of his childhood and the responsibility and commitment that he sees as required to make it in the adult world. He is compassionate, intelligent and deeply emotional and yet is unable (or unwilling) to focus that energy on those steps that he sees as leading him away from his happy memories of childhood and closer to the scary world of the adult. I think this is superbly shown in Holden's expressed dream of wanting to being the Catcher in the Rye. Quick side note: I had no idea what the title to the book referred to until I just read the book. Here is a person so afraid of growing up and so averse to giving into the pain and sadness that he sees as the result of becoming an adult that he wants nothing more than to spend his life protecting others from losing the innocence of childhood.
His protagonist says little, does little, and thinks little, and yet Salinger doesn't string Holden up as a satire of deluded self-obsessives, he is rather the epic archetype of the boring, yet self-important depressive. This allows the book to draw legions of fans from all of the ridiculously dull people who take themselves as seriously as Holden takes himself. The way he thinks about his brother's and classmate's deaths--going over the details again and again in his mind, but with no emotional connection--it's not symptomatic of depression, but of psychological trauma. It takes a certain kind of self-centered prick to look at someone's inability to cope with the reality of death and think "Hey, that's just like my mild depression over how my parents won't buy me a newer ipod!" It's not an unusual stance in American literature--there's an arrogant detachment in American thought which has become less and less pertinent as the world grows and changes. And as for Salinger--a real sufferer of Post-Traumatic Stress who was one of the first soldiers to see a concentration camp, who described how you can never forget the smell of burning flesh--I can only imagine how he felt when people read his story of a man, crippled by the thought of death, and thought to themselves "Yes, that's just what it's like to be a trustafarian with uncool parents".
if the introduction is like this, how will the rest of the book be? This is what the rest of the book looked like: "He was also the nicest, in lots of ways. Regardless, I still think to this day that this book is a drag and has an unlikable main character and a dry, boring writing style.
The success of The Catcher in the Rye led to public attention and scrutiny: Salinger became reclusive, publishing new work less frequently. His last published work, a novella entitled "Hapworth 16, 1924", appeared in The New Yorker on June 19, 1965.