A review by charliecapen
Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer

5.0

My father gave me this book after he'd read it in a single sitting. I reflect on that day because it was the summer of 1996 and I was still in high school. Not 10 years later, my father died.

I wonder, now, why he was so insistent on me reading it. Beyond the obvious masterful detective work and storytelling (the movie be damned, by the way), there was something else hidden in the pages.

I think he was trying to remind me to keep exploring despite failure. That was certainly my misguided and off-color sense after reading the book. My father used Krakauer to tell me that adventure isn't dead. You just have to be willing to let go a bit and seek it out because you can't just board a ship or hitch a ride on a wagon anymore.... Or can you?