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Paperback, 231 pages
English language
Published Dec. 12, 2012 by Simon and Schuster.
Charlie writes letters to an unknown mail recipient, detailing his struggles with high school, family, and finding his place in the world. Full of beautiful quotes and written with such sincerity, this is a book that makes the reader reflect on their purpose in life, while simultaneously reminding us about the power music, friendships, and "feeling infinite" can have on our life. Read this book.
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Continuing my journey through the land of banned books. This book is written as a series of letters, and is one-sided correspondence: we only see the letters written by Charlie, the protagonist. This format is unusual and I found it to be engaging. It also means that in addition to describing the action, Charlie is constantly reflecting on it as well, talking not just about the events themselves but also what he perceives as their meaning. Charlie seemed at times to be something of an empty vessel, constantly buffeted by the stronger personalities around him. But the author delivers on why that might be the case.
Content warning Minor spoilers
I haven't read widely on the reaction and existing views on this book. At this point is is on that clearly has a passionate cult following, and has had a significant impact. I think both of these things are deserving.
It's a warm and very humane story of a sympathetic teenager's first year in high school. A series of letters written to the reader, Charlie, the point of view character, is clearly neurodivergent, and provides an 'outsiders' view of that transition period toward adulthood.
Due to sometimes long periods of time between the 'letters', the story cuts out the day-to-day life and skips straight from drama to drama, touching on all of the various complexities of teenager-hood, including sex, sexuality, drug use, anxiety, and both positive and abusive relationships. While it sometimes feels a bit like a checklist of controversial or complex topics, and Charlie's naiveté is a little tedious at times, these issues are dealt with in a mature, nuanced and think very humane way. Though there is a clear morality in play, it is not a preaching kind. To be honest, I can imagine the book being very eye-opening for teen readers, and importantly useful in its discussions and representations of sex, sexism, consent, drug use, sexuality, and more.
It writing style - explicitly wide-eyed and innocent - is occasionally excruciating, which is probably necessary, but was sometimes a bit of a grind for me, which is why I haven't gone all in on the five stars. In a minor point late on there is also a rather positive (though also ambiguous ) view of Ayn Rand, who I find to be so ignorant as to be basically evil, and which unsettles things. There's also what felt to me as rather than unnecessary abuse-and-repression angle, which I is a bit problematic because of how little it adds to the story overall.
I was also lucky to read this in an interesting manner. A friend organised an mailing list which meant that the 'letters' arrived in my inbox as messages. (On the dates written, which is probably a quirk - perhaps they should arrive the day after?) It gave the whole reading experience and extra twist, though did also sometimes have me losing track of what had come before.
No sé si alguna vez me habÃa pasado esto con un libro. Durante buena parte del mismo sentÃa que podÃa llegar a convertirse en uno de mis favoritos. Las principales quejas que he visto acá en GR (la prosa simple y el uso de drogas) no me importaron. Pero hacia el final hay algunas decisiones narrativas que... no sé cómo decirlo. Supongo que resignificaron todo lo anterior... ¿para mal? ¿O quizás de forma muy desprolija? Quizás lo que realmente siento es que el escritor intentó cubrir demasiadas áreas sensibles al mismo tiempo y el tratamiento final me pareció frÃvolo y proclive a interpretaciones turbias. Además hubo un par de decisiones del autor con las que, supongo, estoy en desacuerdo.
No sé si alguna vez me habÃa pasado esto con un libro. Durante buena parte del mismo sentÃa que podÃa llegar a convertirse en uno de mis favoritos. Las principales quejas que he visto acá en GR (la prosa simple y el uso de drogas) no me importaron. Pero hacia el final hay algunas decisiones narrativas que... no sé cómo decirlo. Supongo que resignificaron todo lo anterior... ¿para mal? ¿O quizás de forma muy desprolija? Quizás lo que realmente siento es que el escritor intentó cubrir demasiadas áreas sensibles al mismo tiempo y el tratamiento final me pareció frÃvolo y proclive a interpretaciones turbias. Además hubo un par de decisiones del autor con las que, supongo, estoy en desacuerdo.
El problema está en que siento que para muchos lectores (estén o no en el espectro) que venÃan interpretando la trama desde la neurodivergencia, de repente el mensaje del libro da un giro radical desde "Está bien ser diferente" a "Lol! No, Charlie es diferente porque está re traumado porque lo violaba su tÃa, asà que en realidad esa forma de ser es una cicatriz de un acto horrible, y además te vamos a decir explÃcitamente que la moraleja del libro es que Charlie tiene que dejar de ser como es para ser más como los demás". Me duele pensar en niños autistas leyendo este libro desde 1999 sintiéndose quizás representados en la ficción por primera vez para recibir esa escupida en la cara al final del mismo.
Obvio, no creo que el autor lo hiciera a propósito. Posiblemente nunca pensó (al menos no conscientemente) en el autismo cuando escribÃa este libro el siglo pasado, más bien pensaba en el arquetipo del niño introvertido y retraÃdo por culpa del trauma del abuso sexual y querÃa decirle a tal niño que tiene que abrirse al mundo e "implicarse", dejar de ser un "papel tapiz"/"invisible". En la época en la que lo escribió, además, era extremadamente raro pensar en aceptar ciertas neurodivergencias como meras condiciones, la norma era pensar en todas ellas como en algo a curar, a eliminar.
En fin, una experiencia extraña. Una pena porque siento que los primeros dos tercios del libro son increÃbles.