Book Review : The Catcher in The Rye by J.D. Salinger

Title : The Catcher in The Rye

Author : J.D. Salinger

Publisher : Little, Brown and Company

Place : Massachusetts, USA 

Year : 1981

Page : 214

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I’ve read this novel about one or two months ago and now, I’ve forgotten the details and feelings. Exams took my senses. But, since today was the last day of my final exams, I want to celebrate it by reading another interesting book that I just borrowed from library. It means that I have to review this one before I start reading another.

A blogger told me indirectly that the murderer of John Lennon read this novel before killing him. Instantly, this novel is one of the murderer’s motivation. And I was like… what? So I decided to go to our lovely library-I am not exaggerating-and went for it. It’s such a tiny novel; 214 pages.

The most delightful part is that this novel is way too easy to read, understand and enjoy. You can read in a one-sit. Oh! But, tell you something… this novel contains lots of swearing words. If you can’t stand on it, don’t read it. Just don’t!

Ok now let’s take a look at some quotes.

You can’t stop  a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it. (p.11)

It depens on the teacher, tbh.

Just because  they’re crazy about themself, they think you’re crazy about them, too, and that you’re just dying to do them a favor. It’s sort of funny, in a way. (p.28)

It’s happen many times. I got a friend that always gives a rude face and says “Who do you think you’re… the most handsome/beautiful person ever huh so you can control my life?” everytime people tells him to do something. It’s so lebay I know haha :mrgreen:

“I can’t just tell somebody they can sleep in his (Ely) goddam bed if they want to.” Ackley said to Holden Caulfield. (p.47)

What a sweet room mate he is, isn’t Ackley? How annoying and upsetting moment when you just came from home to your dorm and wanted to immediately sleep but you found out that someone had slept on your bed and he messed your bed up! Screw him!

You take somebody’s mother, all they want to hear about is what a hot-shot their son is. (p.56)

Of course, whose mom wants to hear trash/sh*t about their son!

If you’re not in the mood, you can’t do that stuff right. (p.63)

Even if you try, all you have to do first is fixing your mood!

Everytime they (girls) do something pretty, even if they’re not much to look at, or even if they’re sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you’re. (p.73)

It’s also happen to boys. Even if they’re not much to look at but they do something pretty like helping old women bringing their plastic bags, giving an old people chair at bus or train, you’ll half in love with them…

New York’s terrible when somebody laughs on the street very late at night. You can hear it for miles. It makes you feel so lonesome and depressed. (p.81)

Just like when your next door neighbour having a big party while you’re alone in your room doing homework. What a lonesome! *bukancurhat

I’m always saying “Glad to’ve met you” to somebody I’m not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though. (p.87)

If we want to live in society, we have to be at least accept and have manner just like them. Go live alone in the cave if you dont want to follow the society’s rules.

The trouble with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they’ll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don’t like him, no matter how nice a guy he is, or how big an inferiority complex he has, they’ll say he’s conceited. Even smart girls do it. (p.136)

I think it’s also happen with boys. It doesn’t depend on gender. Isn’t it?

People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? Nobody. (p.155)

I want a prayer :3

You take adults, they look lousy when they’re asleep and they have their mouths way open, but kids don’t. Kids look all right. They can even have spit all over the pillow and they still look all right. (p.159)

Can’t agree more! They’re polos as sweet angels.

“Just because somebody’s dead, you don’t just stop liking them, for God’s sake-especially if they were about a thousand times nicer than the people you know that’re alive and all.”
Holden to Phoebe. (p.171)

I love several dead people.

“I’m not trying to tell you that only educated and scholarly men are able to contribute something valuable to the world. It’s not so. But I do say that educated and scholarly men, if they’re brilliant and creative to begin with-which, unfortunately, is rarely the case-tend to live infinitely more valuable records behind them than men do who are merely brilliant and creative. They tend to express themselves more clearly, and they usually have a passion for following their thoughts through to the end. And-most important-nine times out of ten they have more humility than the unscholarly thinker.” Mr. Antolini to Holden. (p.189-190)


Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody. (p.214)

Because when you start telling anybody a story, you’ll mention some events or people that may be right away 😦 anyway, even when you don’t tell anybody, you can start missing everybody too since you can’t stop your brain thinking!

The main character of this novel is a naughty, brave and sweet teenage guy. All stories are told from that guy’s point of view; the way he sees the reality around. In society, he finds hypocrisy a lot. And this novel is all about hypocrisy.

That’s all I can remember. Forgive me for being so annoying by giving you such an inadequate review. It’s… not a review indeed. I am just grumbling!

Overall, I like this enjoyable novel! But not love!


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