A review by couuboy
The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

4.0

You look at the way some people talk so cocksurely about a piece of art and want to tell them, “Is that really the sum-total of your emotional cache?” But you know this would not be a kind thing to say, in fact, just thinking such a thought makes your neck a little hot with contrition upon realising the hypocrisy of your own uncharitability. Undeniably, you yourself have said things with just as much arrogance before. You think maybe you should try to find a conducive common ground with them from which maybe both of you can learn something; but you don’t have the time right now, it’s not the right place, etc., etc.