Wednesday, May 24, 2017

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (1945)

My Rating: 5/5
After reading Holden's account of 3 days he had spent round New york, I began to miss watching Old Saul (James Franco) whom appeared to be a lazy dealer of weeds in action-comedy movie, Pineapple Express. If anyone of you knew the movie and liked it as much as I did, what about play electrical songs of your choice as mark of our friendship. It went me utterly crazy watching the whole thing dubbed, though. Here are our local TV stations have made extra effort dubbed foreign movies in Tagalog like Filipinos watching picture are so dumb enough to make out English words. Yeah, maybe that's the point, still you remained immobile and absolutely enjoyed the plot outline and all. So you're going to stick on the couch, watching. Anyway, Saul is not completely asshole. It was funny story and gory at the same time.

The book was written in first person, of Holden's own perspective, but if you are searching for articulate prose to cradle, I apologise to say it's not the one for you. There were numbers of profanities and inappropriate behavior of a teenager smoking, trying to be sexy, attempted to drink hard stuff but badly ended up with soft and went stark insane just thinking for ducks going away during winter. Where did the flock of ducks go away in winter, by the way? Too bad I live in this tropical country and am neither biologist to figure out where did they go to comfort their feathery soul. Unlike human creativity, we can provide radiator or collect wood for fire to warm up bodies, but what about ducks exactly doing in place covered with frost?! Yeah, the way Holden think makes you wonder the same thing. Makes you nuts, I mean. One funny thing I remembered was when he curiously asking himself what nun, an English teacher he just met, would think if she was reading sexy books, Eustacia Vye perhaps of Thomas Hardy's classical creation. I guess, it is the authors logical thinking too to write down in blurb as warning sign if seductive stuff like that exists, right?

Holden Caulfield was not slightly different from Saul I have mentioned earlier or was not different from anybody else, even me. He was kicked out from school many times, immature, usually bellyaching when he came across with these folly, pretentious phonies, and mentally bashing morons for being such moron. He's kind of bored on things conventionally existed that I could reflect myself to him as my male version. He's horsing around or teasing somebody whenever he's on best mood doing it, but that's not what the cover up there is really implying to. It's not what you think he is horseplaying all the time, but rather a carousel doodle.

Holden, on the other hand, is catcher in the Rye that whenever kid is about to fall from edge of the cliff he's right there supporting or helping kid be back playing in the rye without any harm. This is what he fancied his niche about, he was a catcher or children's protector. I really appreciate him for that. Her sister Phoebe, for instance, if Phoebe was old enough and have read his brother Holden short composition it would definitely make her bawl. No one is perfect and I'm glad Holden has golden heart remained which would untie him from mistakes. I am sure he has getting back, hauling his ass off to school and fulfills his ideal dream as... maybe a school teacher or whatever jobs close to the kids.

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