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Find a way to where the sky meets the Earth
It's alright and all wrong
For me it begins at the end of the road
We come and go
Krakauer recently published more of his findings regarding the plant toxin that killed McCandless: https://medium.com/galleys/how-chris-mccandless-died-992e6ce49410
That prompted my thoughts on the topic:
If you read or watched "Into the Wild", you know the story about Chris McCandless, who took himself into the Alaskan wilderness in the spring of 1992 to leave society and live off the land. In the fall of 1992, Chris died from eating the wrong plant.
Jon Krakauer, the author of the book "Into the Wild" just shared his latest research regarding McCandless's death, 20 years after his book was originally published. It seems Krakauer likes to get the facts right. He tells the story of his investigation of the plant(s) involved, and how they were tested for alkaloids as a toxin, with no luck finding a smoking gun.
In 2012 Krakauer got a new lead from another writer who had remembered reading about symptoms similar to McCandless's occurring at a World War II concentration camp, Vapniarca. The prisoners of that camp were subjects of a cruel experiment, having been given food made from the "grasspea", a plant that humans have known for 2400 years to be toxic. It turns out to be an amino acid that makes the grasspea toxic, as well as the plant that McCandless ate. So when Krakauer searched for this kind of amino acid, he succeeded in finding what very likely killed McCandless.
I find it interesting that the "frontier of human knowledge" and the literal/physical "frontier of wilderness" can have such gaps between them. Generations of successively standing on shoulders have allowed humans to evolve our societal blueprints; we've increased our probability of survival living together vs. going it alone. But knowledge, even if recorded somewhere, is useless unless it is present at the moment that it has the greatest utility. Think about how we go about our daily routines. The various knowledge we must apply to our daily lives in order to "not die today", is pretty narrow. And should something life threatening confront us, living in a herd has its benefits. But leave society. Go off the grid. And here's a known toxin that exists in a plant. And it got eaten. So even if McCandless had all the up-to-date, current human knowledge at his fingertips while he was in the Denali Borough, would that have allowed him to survive alone in the wild?
A knife, potable water, and a rifle with more power than a 22LR.
Krakauer recently published more of his findings regarding the plant toxin that killed McCandless: https://medium.com/galleys/how-chris-mccandless-died-992e6ce49410
That prompted my thoughts on the topic:
If you read or watched "Into the Wild", you know the story about Chris McCandless, who took himself into the Alaskan wilderness in the spring of 1992 to leave society and live off the land. In the fall of 1992, Chris died from eating the wrong plant.
Jon Krakauer, the author of the book "Into the Wild" just shared his latest research regarding McCandless's death, 20 years after his book was originally published. It seems Krakauer likes to get the facts right. He tells the story of his investigation of the plant(s) involved, and how they were tested for alkaloids as a toxin, with no luck finding a smoking gun.
In 2012 Krakauer got a new lead from another writer who had remembered reading about symptoms similar to McCandless's occurring at a World War II concentration camp, Vapniarca. The prisoners of that camp were subjects of a cruel experiment, having been given food made from the "grasspea", a plant that humans have known for 2400 years to be toxic. It turns out to be an amino acid that makes the grasspea toxic, as well as the plant that McCandless ate. So when Krakauer searched for this kind of amino acid, he succeeded in finding what very likely killed McCandless.
I find it interesting that the "frontier of human knowledge" and the literal/physical "frontier of wilderness" can have such gaps between them. Generations of successively standing on shoulders have allowed humans to evolve our societal blueprints; we've increased our probability of survival living together vs. going it alone. But knowledge, even if recorded somewhere, is useless unless it is present at the moment that it has the greatest utility. Think about how we go about our daily routines. The various knowledge we must apply to our daily lives in order to "not die today", is pretty narrow. And should something life threatening confront us, living in a herd has its benefits. But leave society. Go off the grid. And here's a known toxin that exists in a plant. And it got eaten. So even if McCandless had all the up-to-date, current human knowledge at his fingertips while he was in the Denali Borough, would that have allowed him to survive alone in the wild?
So isn't it evident that most of us survived and are here over the eons because of experiments? The experiments are much more sophisticated now. Thank goodness. Give credit to pioneers! Our existence depends on them.
Krakauer recently published more of his findings regarding the plant toxin that killed McCandless: https://medium.com/galleys/how-chris-mccandless-died-992e6ce49410
That prompted my thoughts on the topic:
If you read or watched "Into the Wild", you know the story about Chris McCandless, who took himself into the Alaskan wilderness in the spring of 1992 to leave society and live off the land. In the fall of 1992, Chris died from eating the wrong plant.
Jon Krakauer, the author of the book "Into the Wild" just shared his latest research regarding McCandless's death, 20 years after his book was originally published. It seems Krakauer likes to get the facts right. He tells the story of his investigation of the plant(s) involved, and how they were tested for alkaloids as a toxin, with no luck finding a smoking gun.
In 2012 Krakauer got a new lead from another writer who had remembered reading about symptoms similar to McCandless's occurring at a World War II concentration camp, Vapniarca. The prisoners of that camp were subjects of a cruel experiment, having been given food made from the "grasspea", a plant that humans have known for 2400 years to be toxic. It turns out to be an amino acid that makes the grasspea toxic, as well as the plant that McCandless ate. So when Krakauer searched for this kind of amino acid, he succeeded in finding what very likely killed McCandless.
I find it interesting that the "frontier of human knowledge" and the literal/physical "frontier of wilderness" can have such gaps between them. Generations of successively standing on shoulders have allowed humans to evolve our societal blueprints; we've increased our probability of survival living together vs. going it alone. But knowledge, even if recorded somewhere, is useless unless it is present at the moment that it has the greatest utility. Think about how we go about our daily routines. The various knowledge we must apply to our daily lives in order to "not die today", is pretty narrow. And should something life threatening confront us, living in a herd has its benefits. But leave society. Go off the grid. And here's a known toxin that exists in a plant. And it got eaten. So even if McCandless had all the up-to-date, current human knowledge at his fingertips while he was in the Denali Borough, would that have allowed him to survive alone in the wild?
I see false logic in your statements.
You state: Grasspea has been known to be toxic for 2,400 years.
But McCandless didn't eat Grasspea.
Then: an amino acid in Grasspea makes it toxic and Krakauer found the amino acid in a plant McCandless likely ate.
The presence of that amino acid in the plant that McCandless ate was not noted to be part of collective human knowledge.
So unless you left bits of info out, the toxin in the plant was not known.
That Organ hits hard in the feels
unclehud wrote:
As you reported, the "gaps" were filled in, just not in Mr. Krakauer's or Mr. McCandless' "frontiers of knowledge". And why should these gentlemen be expected to know about the dark corners of botany or biology? That's not either's vocation.
The bottom line is that Mr McCandless dropped out of society and off the grid, indeed, but without adequate training or preparation.
Urban dwellers (and that's me, too) need to prepare their bodies, minds, and backpacks before heading out into the woods. Your destination matters: it's one thing to camp in a state park campground; a riskier adventure to go beyond cell phone range for multiple days; and a deadly serious thing to trek into the Alaskan backcountry for weeks at a time.
I find it interesting that the "frontier of human knowledge" and the literal/physical "frontier of wilderness" can have such gaps between them.
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As you reported, the "gaps" were filled in, just not in Mr. Krakauer's or Mr. McCandless' "frontiers of knowledge". And why should these gentlemen be expected to know about the dark corners of botany or biology? That's not either's vocation.
The bottom line is that Mr McCandless dropped out of society and off the grid, indeed, but without adequate training or preparation.
Urban dwellers (and that's me, too) need to prepare their bodies, minds, and backpacks before heading out into the woods. Your destination matters: it's one thing to camp in a state park campground; a riskier adventure to go beyond cell phone range for multiple days; and a deadly serious thing to trek into the Alaskan backcountry for weeks at a time.
That prompted my thoughts on the topic:
If you read or watched "Into the Wild", you know the story about Chris McCandless, who took himself into the Alaskan wilderness in the spring of 1992 to leave society and live off the land. In the fall of 1992, Chris died from eating the wrong plant.
Jon Krakauer, the author of the book "Into the Wild" just shared his latest research regarding McCandless's death, 20 years after his book was originally published. It seems Krakauer likes to get the facts right. He tells the story of his investigation of the plant(s) involved, and how they were tested for alkaloids as a toxin, with no luck finding a smoking gun.
In 2012 Krakauer got a new lead from another writer who had remembered reading about symptoms similar to McCandless's occurring at a World War II concentration camp, Vapniarca. The prisoners of that camp were subjects of a cruel experiment, having been given food made from the "grasspea", a plant that humans have known for 2400 years to be toxic. It turns out to be an amino acid that makes the grasspea toxic, as well as the plant that McCandless ate. So when Krakauer searched for this kind of amino acid, he succeeded in finding what very likely killed McCandless.
I find it interesting that the "frontier of human knowledge" and the literal/physical "frontier of wilderness" can have such gaps between them. Generations of successively standing on shoulders have allowed humans to evolve our societal blueprints; we've increased our probability of survival living together vs. going it alone. But knowledge, even if recorded somewhere, is useless unless it is present at the moment that it has the greatest utility. Think about how we go about our daily routines. The various knowledge we must apply to our daily lives in order to "not die today", is pretty narrow. And should something life threatening confront us, living in a herd has its benefits. But leave society. Go off the grid. And here's a known toxin that exists in a plant. And it got eaten. So even if McCandless had all the up-to-date, current human knowledge at his fingertips while he was in the Denali Borough, would that have allowed him to survive alone in the wild?
Probably not, period.
Also, that's such a good film and the songs are a real match for it.
Thanks B&R
That prompted my thoughts on the topic:
If you read or watched "Into the Wild", you know the story about Chris McCandless, who took himself into the Alaskan wilderness in the spring of 1992 to leave society and live off the land. In the fall of 1992, Chris died from eating the wrong plant.
Jon Krakauer, the author of the book "Into the Wild" just shared his latest research regarding McCandless's death, 20 years after his book was originally published. It seems Krakauer likes to get the facts right. He tells the story of his investigation of the plant(s) involved, and how they were tested for alkaloids as a toxin, with no luck finding a smoking gun.
In 2012 Krakauer got a new lead from another writer who had remembered reading about symptoms similar to McCandless's occurring at a World War II concentration camp, Vapniarca. The prisoners of that camp were subjects of a cruel experiment, having been given food made from the "grasspea", a plant that humans have known for 2400 years to be toxic. It turns out to be an amino acid that makes the grasspea toxic, as well as the plant that McCandless ate. So when Krakauer searched for this kind of amino acid, he succeeded in finding what very likely killed McCandless.
I find it interesting that the "frontier of human knowledge" and the literal/physical "frontier of wilderness" can have such gaps between them. Generations of successively standing on shoulders have allowed humans to evolve our societal blueprints; we've increased our probability of survival living together vs. going it alone. But knowledge, even if recorded somewhere, is useless unless it is present at the moment that it has the greatest utility. Think about how we go about our daily routines. The various knowledge we must apply to our daily lives in order to "not die today", is pretty narrow. And should something life threatening confront us, living in a herd has its benefits. But leave society. Go off the grid. And here's a known toxin that exists in a plant. And it got eaten. So even if McCandless had all the up-to-date, current human knowledge at his fingertips while he was in the Denali Borough, would that have allowed him to survive alone in the wild?
I respect Jon Krakauer a great deal, but I wonder whether McCandless's story carries any big moral about the dangers of idealism. It strikes me that publicized stories like these two movies distort or overextend the facts to fit preconceived lessons that can be made into commercial successes.
A healthy dose of skepticism towards any journalist feels pretty well placed to me. And Mr. McCandless died a pretty sad death by the sound of it. But apart from all that, I think Eddie Vedder pulled out a tenner on this album. I love every track of it.
And it is so emotive ... My uncle went to Alaska alone on his bike for several weeks decades ago. He was prepared and came back, and now this film further illustrates to me the feelings he described ...
kcar wrote:
"But it also made me think he was driven a little too much by anger and understandable disappointment."
I haven't seen the movie or read the book, but I remember reading the Jon Krakauer article on McCandless in Outside Magazine. If as you say he was driven too much by "anger and understandable disappointment", remember that he was quite young and idealistic. I think he wanted to challenge himself, to be pure and committed to an ideal of solitary living and independence. If I recall correctly, he wanted to live on his own terms. I'd say he didn't have enough experience to understand and assess risks properly.
"Someone who does what he did dies a lonely, unimportant death."
Should his death have been important or notable? I don't remember that he was trying to prove a point to anyone or impress someone. I think we can all find different meanings in the facts that an idealistic yet unprepared young man died alone while still quite close to civilization and medical help. We can say that he was stupid or threw his life away or claim that idealism can't survive in a modern world. But I think we're all overlaying our own outlooks and opinions onto Chris McCandless's story. His death is mostly an unlucky accident to me.
This reminds me of a similar incident, the one about the guy who cut off his arm with a pen knife after he became trapped in a pocket canyon. Aron Ralston's story got turned into "127 Hours", starring James Franco (who as an just doesn't do it for me...). That's another movie I haven't seen, but I remember that Ralston was celebrated for his courage and will to survive. He became a celebrity appearing in advertisements, endorsing products.
But Ralston took the same sort of risks that McCandless did: he failed to learn about the wilderness conditions he was going to face, did not travel with companions, did not tell people where he was going and when they could expect to see or hear from him again, did not bring adequate survival resources or means of communicating to others during emergencies. The former Boy Scout in me thrilled at the notion of the Great Adventure these guys went on but once you go on one of those Great Adventures and hit some trouble (like I did--fell into a very cold Maine river on a canoe expedition), you remember that the Scout manuals warn you against doing exactly what those guys did. Yet McCandless becomes a sort of beautiful loser sacrificed to his idealism while Ralston is a resourceful superhuman hero. There may be kernels of truth in those pigeonhole judgments but I think it's easy to take those conclusions too far.
I respect Jon Krakauer a great deal, but I wonder whether McCandless's story carries any big moral about the dangers of idealism. It strikes me that publicized stories like these two movies distort or overextend the facts to fit preconceived lessons that can be made into commercial successes.
I can only agree with your post. and I loved the movie either. But it also made me think he was driven a little too much by anger and understandable disappointment.
You wouldn't need to go that far into the wild without any preparation just to feel free.
Just take your money, live small. Do something you love, something to the benefit of mankind. Walk a dog at an animal shelter, protest at a speakers corner, help old grandmas over the street or go bigger, help kids in africa, be an independent reporter, doctor, lawyer for poor countries, use the education he had at Greenpeace, Amnesty International, wherever! with people who share your passion for freedom!
Do ANYTHING BUT NOT "escape", running away driven by sheer anger and fear of a world that doesn't seem to understand you.
Just laugh in its face and say: this is my way, here I come and you're not gonna change me.
Someone who does what he did dies a lonely, unimportant death. He fell cheap victim to the people who wanted to see him like that.
Not every destiny will be made into a movie, and this topic is now covered by Into the Wild, imo.
I'm glad this is his legacy. But if it wasn't, his death would have been forfeit. He could've changed so much more with his life and anger.
Although I know it's not always possible to think as free. Sometimes (most often) our hurt soul is stronger and make us do shit like that :/
"But it also made me think he was driven a little too much by anger and understandable disappointment."
I haven't seen the movie or read the book, but I remember reading the Jon Krakauer article on McCandless in Outside Magazine. If as you say he was driven too much by "anger and understandable disappointment", remember that he was quite young and idealistic. I think he wanted to challenge himself, to be pure and committed to an ideal of solitary living and independence. If I recall correctly, he wanted to live on his own terms. I'd say he didn't have enough experience to understand and assess risks properly.
"Someone who does what he did dies a lonely, unimportant death."
Should his death have been important or notable? I don't remember that he was trying to prove a point to anyone or impress someone. I think we can all find different meanings in the facts that an idealistic yet unprepared young man died alone while still quite close to civilization and medical help. We can say that he was stupid or threw his life away or claim that idealism can't survive in a modern world. But I think we're all overlaying our own outlooks and opinions onto Chris McCandless's story. His death is mostly an unlucky accident to me.
This reminds me of a similar incident, the one about the guy who cut off his arm with a pen knife after he became trapped in a pocket canyon. Aron Ralston's story got turned into "127 Hours", starring James Franco (who as an actor just doesn't do it for me...). That's another movie I haven't seen, but I remember that Ralston was celebrated for his courage and will to survive. He became a celebrity appearing in advertisements, endorsing products.
But Ralston took the same sort of risks that McCandless did: he failed to learn about the wilderness conditions he was going to face, did not travel with companions, did not tell people where he was going and when they could expect to see or hear from him again, did not bring adequate survival resources or means of communicating to others during emergencies. The former Boy Scout in me thrilled at the notion of the Great Adventure these guys went on but once you go on one of those Great Adventures and hit some trouble (like I did—fell into a very cold Maine river on a canoe expedition), you remember that the Scout manuals warn you against doing exactly what those guys did. Yet McCandless becomes a sort of beautiful loser sacrificed to his idealism while Ralston is a resourceful superhuman hero. There may be kernels of truth in those pigeonhole judgments but I think it's easy to take those conclusions too far.
I respect Jon Krakauer a great deal, but I wonder whether McCandless's story carries any big moral about the dangers of idealism. It strikes me that publicized stories like these two movies distort or overextend the facts to fit preconceived lessons that can be made into commercial successes.
Just say nothing if you don't like the song because nobody says "ya, man, I hate that band too!" we just think "this guy is a downer"
You sure haven't been visiting song comments very long, have you?
To me, his death is poignant because it serves as one of ten thousand (ten million?) instances where idealism lost the fight with reality. His drive for escape pushed him into physical — and spiritual — spaces for which he was terribly inexperienced and unprepared. Living in the wilderness requires training and equipment, whether it's in Alaska or in your own soul.
(yes, I think that's the appropriate word ...)
poignant (adj): Evoking a keen sense of sadness or regret: "a poignant reminder".
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You wouldn't need to go that far into the wild without any preparation just to feel free.
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He wasn't that far into the wild. He was around 20 miles from one of the biggest highways in Alaska. Poor decisions and poor preparation.
The soundtrack is great.
The book was good.
The movie pretty bad.
The kid was a dumb shit.
Correct.
Correct.
Debatable.
Wrong. (Oh, all right, not simply "wrong." But McCandless was not simply anything, either.)
I can only agree with your post. and I loved the movie either. But it also made me think he was driven a little too much by anger and understandable disappointment.
You wouldn't need to go that far into the wild without any preparation just to feel free.
Just take your money, live small. Do something you love, something to the benefit of mankind. Walk a dog at an animal shelter, protest at a speakers corner, help old grandmas over the street or go bigger, help kids in africa, be an independent reporter, doctor, lawyer for poor countries, use the education he had at Greenpeace, Amnesty International, wherever! with people who share your passion for freedom!
Do ANYTHING BUT NOT "escape", running away driven by sheer anger and fear of a world that doesn't seem to understand you.
Just laugh in its face and say: this is my way, here I come and you're not gonna change me.
Someone who does what he did dies a lonely, unimportant death. He fell cheap victim to the people who wanted to see him like that.
Not every destiny will be made into a movie, and this topic is now covered by Into the Wild, imo.
I'm glad this is his legacy. But if it wasn't, his death would have been forfeit. He could've changed so much more with his life and anger.
Although I know it's not always possible to think as free. Sometimes (most often) our hurt soul is stronger and make us do shit like that :/
I really admire McCandless. Societal rules dominate almost everything we do at the moment, and with nowhere left to hide, how can we be free? For me, McCandless is one of very few people who managed to live free from the rules, if sadly for a very short time. It's also sad he had to create a 'wild' to escape into by ignorance. There was no real 'wild' there, but without compass/maps, it was a fair equivalent.
I think why some people see him as an idiot is because they believe living as long as possible is an important goal. McCandless didn't intend to die young, but took his chances because he prioritised a free life. McCandless desired freedom like Icarus desired to fly, but he also flew too close to the sun.
the guitar sounds so sonic youth-ish —- i like that.
Coat me in candy and call me a sucker.
The soundtrack is great.
The book was good.
The movie pretty bad.
The kid was a dumb shit.
I'm not a psychologist, per se, but I do watch a lot of daytime talk shows so I think that makes me uniquely qualified to have an opinion about your "negativity." Based on your comments about music that is accepted by all people - including terrorists - I'd say you have a repressed and latent fear of dying in a rock concert stampede. Is this close?
No, I do not do crowds however I do have a latent fear of Rutabagas animating and developing a taste for human flesh.
Credibility? What does crediblity have to do with the price of eggs? Song comments are to express individuals opinions of each song that they comment on. I do not like those particular songs and about 80% of Pearl Jams songs, that is my opinion and I expressed it. Would you like me to lie and say that I like them or only express my opinion of songs that I like? (of which I have numerous times, I have made many more positive comments on songs than negative.... by far.) Since you seem to enjoy researching my song comments perhaps you would like to take the extra step to see all of the positive comments and I accept your apology.
I'm not a psychologist, per se, but I do watch a lot of daytime talk shows so I think that makes me uniquely qualified to have an opinion about your "negativity." Based on your comments about music that is accepted by all people - including terrorists - I'd say you have a repressed and latent fear of dying in a rock concert stampede. Is this close?
Coat me in candy and call me a sucker.
I am hereby candy-coated. Please refrain from sucker jokes.
Credibility? What does crediblity have to do with the price of eggs? Song comments are to express individuals opinions of each song that they comment on. I do not like those particular songs and about 80% of Pearl Jams songs, that is my opinion and I expressed it. Would you like me to lie and say that I like them or only express my opinion of songs that I like? (of which I have numerous times, I have made many more positive comments on songs than negative.... by far.) Since you seem to enjoy researching my song comments perhaps you would like to take the extra step to see all of the positive comments and I accept your apology.
Just say nothing if you don't like the song because nobody says "ya, man, I hate that band too!" we just think "this guy is a downer"
Coat me in candy and call me a sucker.
Opinoins and different tastes are fine man, but when you express the opinoin through the RP rating system that David Bowie's Heroes, Smashing Pumpkin's 1979 and every single song by Pearl Jam are horrible songs, you have no credibility.
The vast majority of us have groups and artists on RP that we are not particularly fond of but you are an extreme case.
Credibility? What does crediblity have to do with the price of eggs? Song comments are to express individuals opinions of each song that they comment on. I do not like those particular songs and about 80% of Pearl Jams songs, that is my opinion and I expressed it. Would you like me to lie and say that I like them or only express my opinion of songs that I like? (of which I have numerous times, I have made many more positive comments on songs than negative.... by far.) Since you seem to enjoy researching my song comments perhaps you would like to take the extra step to see all of the positive comments and I accept your apology.
Dude, I might just create a template of this and send out as needed, which is quite often. Oh, I will be sure and give you the royalties, which of course, there won't be any. But man, so many people take opinions sooooo personal, I mean, remember when Bush got in trouble for not liking broccoli, I mean, I love broccoli, but don't recall getting angry. Well said.
Opinions and different tastes are fine man, but when you express the opinoin through the RP rating system that David Bowie's Heroes, Smashing Pumpkin's 1979 and every single song by Pearl Jam are horrible songs, you have no credibility.
The vast majority of us have groups and artists on RP that we are not particularly fond of but you are an extreme case.
the "point" of that movie is not exactly difficult to understand. It does not mean the movie itself was good just because many of us can relate to living in a world that values superficiality and also relate to a feeling of being disassociated from that which society calls normal.
And really jhorton, if anyone should go back anywhere, you should go back to whoever and take a charm course man. Your comment is unnecessarily rude.
Dude, I might just create a template of this and send out as needed, which is quite often. Oh, I will be sure and give you the royalties, which of course, there won't be any. But man, so many people take opinions sooooo personal, I mean, remember when Bush got in trouble for not liking broccoli, I mean, I love broccoli, but don't recall getting angry. Well said.
That's the best summary I've ever read of this story.
The film's soundtrack added so much. This is one of the best songs, about the "end." While most Hollywood movies have neat, happy endings, this true story didn't. It showed that a story of alienation and a search for self can end with finding the answers — but those answers sometimes come too late.
Ya got that right!
Neil Young - Helpless
Counting Crows - Angels of the Silences
Van Morrison - Saint Dominic's Preview
....god, I LOVE RP! Thanks Bill & Rebecca!!!
Yeah, and also the kid was not really a sympathetic character in the film. He took himself way too seriously. His gripes about his parents were quite petty, I thought.
the "point" of that movie is not exactly difficult to uderstand. It does not mean the movie itself was good just because many of us can relate to living in a world that values superficiality and also relate to a feeling of being disassociated from that which society calls normal.
And really jhorton, if anyone should go back anywhere, you should go back to whoever and take a charm course man. Your comment is unnecessarily rude.
Yea, charm school. lol
Okay, so we are all clear that you are too thick to understand the character of the movie, so at what point do we stop reading your drivel?
I lived in Kodiak '78-'80. I was seventeen when I got there twenty when I got out alive. What are you trying to teach me?
Yeah, just what I thought.
You have no f'ing idea what you are talking about.
Back to mama, boy.
the "point" of that movie is not exactly difficult to uderstand. It does not mean the movie itself was good just because many of us can relate to living in a world that values superficiality and also relate to a feeling of being disassociated from that which society calls normal.
And really jhorton, if anyone should go back anywhere, you should go back to whoever and take a charm course man. Your comment is unnecessarily rude.
Okay, so we are all clear that you are too thick to understand the character of the movie, so at what point do we stop reading your drivel?
I lived in Kodiak '78-'80. I was seventeen when I got there twenty when I got out alive. What are you trying to teach me?
Yeah, just what I thought.
You have no f'ing idea what you are talking about.
Back to mama, boy.
The book and the movie really do speak to a lot of youth who feel like this society we live in is a poor excuse for living. its not that the generosity is not appreciated, its for the absense of something deeper thats missing from these relationships that cause people to wander aimlessly and reject that which is given... maybe a desire to be in touch with our survival at it's basest level. I think Bill is speaking to us in this set.. something a bit more existential than the "genius" of the character. He is real and alive in America today and that's the relevent part
Belly - Gepetto
The Pretenders - The Nothing Maker
Quicksilver Messenger Service - Gold And Silver
Eddie Vedder - End Of The Road
Good analysis of the movie, but maybe that is exactly what he was and Penn got it right.
Love the Eddie. Liked the movie. The book was disturbing — what a waste.
I haven't seen the movie yet, but you summed up the book perfectly. It was not a grand adventure—it was the sad ending of an aimless young man.
"Aimless"? What book did you read?
I appreciate the work of this "part" of the P.J. - 7.
I laughed when this image appeared for both the preceding Neil Young song and this one. I could not possibly agree more.
I haven't seen the movie yet, but you summed up the book perfectly. It was not a grand adventure—it was the sad ending of an aimless young man.
Read the book. See the movie again. Keep trying—you'll get it.
Good analysis of the movie, but maybe that is exactly what he was and Penn got it right.
Took a left at the big pink house out on the Nome Highway...
Quick synopsis... it actually sits on a trail and was drivin (or towed, I forgot) back there by a crew of workers to be used for a shelter. After they finished the project, they just left it there.
Read the book. It explains it pretty well.
A healthy dose of skepticism towards any journalist feels pretty well placed to me. And Mr. McCandless died a pretty sad death by the sound of it. But apart from all that, I think Eddie Vedder pulled out a tenner on this album. I love every track of it.