In a series of letters to an anonymous recipient, Charlie writes about his discoveries and fears during his first year of high school. He has more than a normal share of them: struggling with love, sex, drugs, alcohol, violence, and hanging out with a group of equally messed-up seniors. In ways that are never really explained, Charlie is a bit of a simpleton, and his naive observations can be both endearing and shocking.
Apparently, one of the more "challenged" books in American libraries, the explicit nature of the book makes it a perfect "forbidden fruit" (and thus immensely popular with teens). However, this is something of a distraction as the appeal of the story is not really its sins, but the basic decency of the narrator. Charlie's naivete and well-rooted moral compass makes him a regular good guy throughout, even if his social ineptitude gets him into heaps of trouble.
That said, Charlie's ignorance can be a grating device. The cause is never identified - an artistic conceit meant to keep us wondering (and one that won't work on the big screen), but it is at times a bit too precious. Without an outside observer, I found myself getting suspicious of the narrative, and distracted by the attempt to figure out what was "really" going on.
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