Holden Caulfield is killing time at Radio City. The stage show has ended, and “the goddam picture” begins:
The Catcher in the Rye (1951).
The summary that follows — an amnesiac duke, a failing publisher, a meet-cute, a sudden bestseller, the return of an old fiancée, the end of amnesia, temporary complications, happy endings all around — sounds an awful lot like a Hallmark Christmas movie. It’s still 1951, in some ways, and people still hate-watch the goddam movies. They really do.
Related reading
All OCA Salinger posts (Pinboard)
Tuesday, November 19, 2019
At the movies
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
comments: 0
Post a Comment