Judging from the agenda for next week, I don't think we'll be discussing Looking for Alaska again, but there was something that I wanted to mention. I read Jeffrey Eugenides' The Virgin Suicides a few years ago, and a few nights ago I watched the Sofia Coppola film version for the first time. Watching the film, I was reminded of how much I loved the book, though the film does stand up pretty well to the book. Anyway, I couldn't help but think how nicely Alaska and Virgin Suicides would work in conjunction or studied subsequently. Alaska, the character, and Lux from Eugenides' novel are both these apotheosized, seemingly polymorphous, rebellious young women. Despite the fact that the images we are provided of them are idealized versions told by infatuated young boys, they are distinctly individual girls who find the small adventures of life the most thrilling, but ultimately take their lives (in Lux's case, with her sisters), and the boys who loved them will never know why. The girls are enigmas, and they remain enigmas after their deaths. Of course, it is not entirely clear that Alaska committed suicide, but Pudge's unwavering, intense love for her is so exact, reminding me not only of the boys in Eugenides novel, but also of the intense infatuations of my own boyhood. But, detailing teenage love and loss is not what makes these novels important. They are important because they try to answer larger questions. Pudge's trajectory takes him through an exploration of spirituality, or a lack thereof. And the boys in The Virgin Suicides must live with the fact that the girls they loved are gone, and inexplicably made them part of their mass suicide. The Virgin Suicides turned out to be a house full of female "Richard Cory"s: they were the most coveted girls in school, and they didn't want to live any longer. Alaska and Lux are beautiful, eccentric, and haunting, and I may be lame for it, but I can't help but love them a bit and be in awe of them too.
I apologize for cluttering the blog with my ninth grade comparison essay. I'm so immature. But, someone should still sign up for my humor seminar.
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