Who is the real Margo?
Quentin Jacobsen has spent a lifetime loving the magnificently adventurous Margo Roth Spiegelman from afar. So when she cracks open a window and climbs into his life—dressed like a ninja and summoning him for an ingenious campaign of revenge—he follows. After their all-nighter ends, and a new day breaks, Q arrives at school to discover that Margo, always an enigma, has now become a mystery. But Q soon learns that there are clues—and they’re for him. Urged down a disconnected path, the closer he gets, the less Q sees the girl he thought he knew…
I was excited to read my first John Green book, especially after watching The Fault In Our Stars. It was the first time I heard of him and I was impressed, which made me very keen to check out more of his stories. After seeing the trailer for Paper Towns, I tought I should read the book before watching. I read the book and here is my first impression of John Green’s writing
It’s like someone took an epic poem and turned it into a novel. It reads like a long metaphor. Like metaphors and epic poems there isn’t substantial character development. While Margo is enough of an enigma in and off herself but Quinten isn’t given enough of a motivation to go searching for when she disappears, especially with all the trouble he goes through. A character needs motivation that is proportional to the trouble he/she is about to concede, and that just doesn’t exist here. There is too little reason, and too much to lose and not even infamous teenage hormones save this book. I kept reading it and finding it hard to sympathize with any of the characters. They were mere paper to me, just characters in a book trying so desperately to be real like Algoe, the paper town, and I started thinking maybe it was intentional. Maybe this is his way of extending the metaphor of paper towns to the nature of literature at large, that no matter how “real” it may be or feel it is still what it is and not what we are, alive. This book has little to do with any of the characters but it is more to do about the poetry and what it tries to say about us, our relationship with others and literature
if it wasn’t for the poetry and the meaning I extracted from this book it would otherwise be trite. It is perfect for contemplation and further discussions, this is what makes it worthwhile. That no matter how one dimensional and alike the characters may be there is a ton it leaves you to learn and stretches your analytic and deductive muscles.
John Green, is in the end, very confusing. I can’t tell if he is good or got lucky with this one.
As tradition,on this blog, I will leave you with lyrics that may or may not have anything to do with today’s post:
“Can I ask you something?
What did you expect?
With what you get
Do you ever want to
Just get out of here?
Just disappear.” – Nine Inch Nails ‘Disappointed’