Saturday, 2 February 2013

Catcher In The Rye

Ok so it's not a film , and judging by Salinger's distaste for the industry we aren't going to see a cinematic version any time soon. Anyhow I thought I'd change it up and review a book I just finished . Catcher In The Rye follows a young Holden Caulfieds bildungsroman , in which he gets kicked out of school and well wonders around New York smoking a lot. Alas , there is much more too Catcher In The Rye than Caulfield's odd encounters and his rambling complaints about anything and everything phony.  Beneath the chatter is an adolescent struggling with adulthood , seeing himself as the hunter catching childhood in the rye before it falls away. I suppose at seventeen in my last year of education I do somewhat relate. It's almost like a masculine Bell Jar , but with more wit and frankness. The plot merges together in a hazy motion , reading more like an almost montage , blurred by memory. The narrative is interestingly childish and boyishly rude all together , the prose is clean and offers a strangely entertaining perception of reality. An engaging and a tragically authentic coming of age ,  not a markably refined sense of plot but heartfelt nonetheless. It is somewhat in-concise , yet a confusingly enjoyable read - at 218 pages its well worth the time.

Verdict? 4 Stars , symbolic , witty and perceptive yet struggles to evoke an emotional response.

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