I finished Catcher in the Rye the other day… third time I’ve tried to read it. I know it popularly makes me a lacking person somehow, but I just really found the book uninteresting for myself. I mean… I can see what the general appeal must have been to land it as such a remarkable, notable, classroom-essential, teenage-student’s-favorite book.. but… well, maybe timing didn’t work out properly for me to read it and better identify with it.. “well clearly you’ve never been a typical American teenager.” well, .. maybe. or maybe Holden Caulfield just isn’t anything more than what he is to me. Does it matter if I don’t like him?
I liked his little sister.
For that matter, I don’t like Harry Potter or Clark Kent much either. might all of those not be so different?
But I love that this book (and character) means so, so much to so many people. I love that.