"PAPER TOWNS"
John
Green is one of the best author in earth - and I'm not exaggerating!
The way that he writes and makes you feels are such an incredible
gifts that I am honor to be given. He doesn't write poetry, HE IS
POETRY. Because, just saying, everything he writes is some kind of
treasure. As Hazel said to Peter Van Houten "Frankly,
I'd read your grocery lists.".
By the
way, let's start with the real review.
I
really enjoyed this book, and the more I read the more I liked. There
were passages in which I was so frustrated because I was totally
screaming "what the heck? where is she?", but it was one of
the things that made this book so great.
[This
review contain spoilers]
Quentin
Jacobson is a real teenager, he's scared, he has a bunch of close
friends to rely on, he is REAL. He's in love with Margo Roth
Spiegelman, who - guess what? - doesn't really care too much about
him. She is popular, and perfect, and everything that Q wants. Our
journey began when Margo appeared on Q's window. As
she said "Tonight,
darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs." In this night,
everything happened. Margo was going to get revenge on every people
she thinks they care about her, instead they betrayed her. It turns
out that this night was the best Q has ever lived. Personally, I
really LOVE revenge's stories, and we can see that Margo's plans are
crazy, fun and just like her.. unpredictable. At the end of this
journey Quentin could understand Margo a little better.
“Here's what's not beautiful about it: from here, you can't see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.” - Margo Roth Spiegelman
And
then, the day after she disappeared. Quentin tried everything in is
power to find her, but even her parents don't give a effe about her.
Nobody fully understood her, she was different from everyone, she was
not what she seems.
From
this point, Q noticed that she gave him some clues to find her, and
here began the research.
From
her room to her school's closet, from his room to his car, he finally
understood some of the clues. Reading a Whitman poem, he found an
address to an abandoned minimall. It is a mystery he absolutely
wanted to solve, because he thought she gave him the clues to be
found (dead or alive). For most of the book, Quentin was terrified,
he was afraid the clues would bring him to her corpse.
In the
end, all the pieces of the puzzle got together and Quentin and his
friends went to a hell of a trip. In 23 hours and 40 minutes they had
to get to Agloe, where Margo was hidden. I think this is one of the
best and hilarious moments in the entire book. It's a trip book,
mentally and physically. When Quentin finally found Margo, he faced
what was the real Margo, not the idea of her that he had.
"Maybe, it's more like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen-these people leave us, or don't love us, or don't get us, or we don't get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack open in places. And I mean, yeah, once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable...But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And it's only in that time that we can see each other, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never looking inside. But once the vessel cracks, the like can get in. The like can get out.” - Margo Roth Spiegelman
I
gave it 4.5 of 5 stars. It's such an amazing reading, so gripping
that keeps you going on reading it. Because as you see through
Quentin “Margo
always loved mysteries. And in everything that came afterward, I
could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much that
she became one.”. I loved going through the pages trying to
figure out where she was, why she left and the very question in the
whole book was "who is the real Margo?". I recommend this
book to everyone, it makes you question what's important, what's
around us. And you, are you a paper girl living in a paper town?
-M
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