xXAsherahXx said:
Bruin said:
What you're saying here and what you've said before are contradictory.
You're complaining about a book that's too liberal on the complaining sauce.
But you say you understand the themes and symbolism in the story.
You say it's just about complaining about everything.
Yet you also say you understand what it's actually about.
I'm going to question both of them:
Holden's constant criticism of society isn't so much complaining as much as it is incessant mockery that extends from beginning to (near the) end of the book. The theme of non-conformism to society is one that is constantly repeated by Holden throughout the book, and how false it is to truly believe it at such an age as Holden, while exhibiting hypocritical traits to the contrary all the while.
The mocking done by Holden wasn't just for the hell of it. Honestly I find that the determining of what Holden's actually complaining about and what it symbolizes supersedes the annoyance of Holden's constant bitching.
But that's just me.
I only understand it because it is a school assignment, due Nov. 10. I still hate this book and wish to grind every copy into dust. It has symbolism, but is entirely drowned out by his incessant complaining about every little damn thing that he comes across. It's like the symbolism is his justification for being a whiny ***** for 200+ pages only to go "eeh, it isn't so bad".
That's a matter of opinion, but it is my opinion that your opinion is wrongly based.
Catcher, if anything, is pure symbolism and allusions. Every page is dripping with them, under the umbrella of fantastic storytelling on Salinger's part and making the story interesting. There is no real plotline--that's what makes it interesting. There is no real point of it all--that's what makes it intriguing. Take it for face value and you'll find a mildly-interesting book you can put back up on the shelf. Take it for deeper meaning and it stays with you. You can think about it, your mind works it over inside itself and turns it into a canvas Salinger has painted on a jumble mess of everything in Holden's life--every event a line that, when arranged properly, paints a Mona Lisa of modern classics.
Or perhaps a stick figure.
I'm guessing for you it's the latter.