What a wonderful, wonderful title.
What could be better, you wonder? The book. And the movie.
I read it in high-school, right after I read Looking for Alaska. The past 6 [6?!?] years, I’ve remembered it, ever-so-wistfully, as a great book for that unique time in my life.
But I saw the movie last week (which was heart-breakingly wonderful) and with tears pooling in my lap, I realized it plucks at the same heartstrings now as it did then.
New city. New job[s]. New friends. New roommate…the list goes on and really, Charlie (the main character) says it best: “So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
I hate when people throw sentences like this around [undoubtedly signaling that I am about to], because…seriously…what do they mean? How have we continuously failed to think of a more creative expression? But…alas…here it is: It’s a book about wanting to be known. Not known of, not known about, but very simply (and perhaps impossibly), known. Understood. Accepted.
It’s a kitschy and overdone sentiment, I know. But I also know I’m not the only one who loves this book and mine weren’t the only tears [or laughs, or squirms, or sighs...] in that theater.
We all want comfort: “And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.”
We all want friends [like this one, y'know]: “Sam and Patrick looked at me. And I looked at them. And I think they knew. Not anything specific really. They just knew. And I think that’s all you can ever ask from a friend.”
And, I think, most of all, we all want to find people who’ll scour the earth to accomplish the same goals, see the same sights, and find the same truths as us: “And then Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun. Then, I started running. And everything was as good as it could be.”
So…I guess it’s about life. The good, the very good, the bad, the very bad, the awkward [oh god...the awkward], and the wonderful and perhaps not-so-wonderful people we surround ourselves with along the way.
Read it, see it, love it [promise!].