Looking for Alaska by John Green
Published by: Speak
Genres: Young Adult, Contemporary, Realistic Fiction
Date Read: 02/12/2014
Before. Miles “Pudge” Halter’s whole existence has been one big nonevent, and his obsession with famous last words has only made him crave the “Great Perhaps” (François Rabelais, poet) even more. He heads off to the sometimes crazy, possibly unstable, and anything-but-boring world of Culver Creek Boarding School, and his life becomes the opposite of safe. Because down the hall is Alaska Young. The gorgeous, clever, funny, sexy, self-destructive, screwed-up, and utterly fascinating Alaska Young, who is an event unto herself. She pulls Pudge into her world, launches him into the Great Perhaps, and steals his heart.
After. Nothing is ever the same.
Looking for Alaska lacks well-developed characters, plot and bearable writing. It offers a dragged out story, cliché romance, whiny teenagers and cringe-worthy writing.
In this high school melodrama, I’m stuck with a whiny high school kid and his snarky clique of boarding school chums, all of whom are way too cool for school. There was no plot, and I started to question this halfway throughout the book.
The romance in Looking for Alaska was cliché, boring and tried too hard to be important. Pudge remembered her last words to him, which were ‘To be continued’, and he keeps thinking about them to the point where the words didn’t have any meaning. He had a crush on her, he kissed her and after her death, he was in love with her. To me, it seemed like an attempt to add meaning and a cheesy romance into the plot.
I didn’t like Alaska either. She was the girl who tries to cover her sadness with a smile. She seemed attention seeking, psychotic and mentally unstable. It was the whole point of her character, but I couldn’t like her. Her wildness was the reason for Pudge’s fascination, but for my dislike. I couldn’t connect with her character or relate to her. Alaska was annoying, selfish, and Obnoxious.
Disappointed reading this. While I understood clearly what was happening in Alaska’s mind, I felt that the novel dragged on.