The Killing of John Lennon Page #2
Now it burned in my hand.
It was like a current
passing through my body
and lighting up
all the cells in my brain.
Here was something
an unphoney way of life.
And the more I read,
the more I saw myself in its pages.
I was actually becoming its hero,
Holden Caulfield.
I started reading "The Catcher in the Rye".
I couldn't put it down until I got to the end.
And then I read it again.
And I held it between my hands and put it
against my face and I inhaled deeply.
[echoing] I read it again, drinking in
the aroma of that faintly antiseptic smell...
..against my face...
..through my nostrils and my skin.
..drinking in the aroma
of that faintly antiseptic smell...
..through my nostrils and my skin.
A way to live an honest life,
an unphoney a way of life,
a way that I can identify with.
I remember
my mind is dishevelled.
It's ripped and torn. There is a tornado
in my mind, circling around my brain.
Bits and pieces
crashing into the walls.
A debris.
Broken things, cloudy things,
things I can 't see.
[thunder crashes]
- Well?
- [woman] I don't see much point in it.
This is one of the most brilliant
studies of adolescence ever written.
[woman] He sounds a mess to me.
Of course he's a mess.
But he realises he's a mess.
He tries to express what he feels.
He's a human being,
for all his faults.
- I don't like the way he talks.
- I don't like the way you talk, but I listen.
I suppose it's very clever,
the way he writes and all.
Gloria, I gave you the book because
I thought you would identify with him.
With me.
I'm Holden Caulfield.
He doesn't fit anywhere,
and I don't.
- Don't you even read books?
- I read books.
No, not magazines and travel brochures
and books about Japan, but real books -
real books
with emotions and real people.
Yes, I do, actually. And who says
Japan doesn't have real people?
Well, Japan...
You know what I mean.
That's... You need to understand The
Catcher. You need to understand Holden.
If you understand Holden...
How are you gonna understand me?
Real books. I'm talking about
art and literature and, you know...
- [Gloria] Don't be so arrogant.
[Mark] Don't you even feel sorry for him?
I was identifying with a 16-year-old boy
in a book in New York City,
and here I am, a 25-year-old man in Hawaii
who is married.
- Hi.
- [mother] Hi.
I'm Holden Caulfield.
He doesn't fit anywhere, and I don't.
- Hi. Take a deep breath.
- I know. Sometimes I get aggravated.
OK. It's all right. It's OK.
[Mark] It was a statement.
"Here is my identity. "
"Here is where my pain is. "
[children laugh and play]
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