John Green

Books I Read in 2015

I’ve been a bit all over the place with my reading the last two years. In 2013, I set a goal of reading 40 books and beat it, and in 2014, I seriously surpassed my goal of reading 52 books by reading 91 (my numbers have been greatly bolstered by reading plays, in case you were wondering).

Since I’m in an English Literature graduate program, I obviously do plenty of reading, but I think I went back to my goal of 50 books in 2015. Though this number might be a bit low based on 2014’s results, I stay plenty busy with my school reading and don’t always have lots of time for recreational reading. I ended up exceeding that goal by reading 69 books in 2015, an achievement I’m pretty proud of. Here’s my full list of reading from 2015–for reference, the titles listed in bold are those I particularly enjoyed.

  1. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
  2. Live From New York, James Andrew Miller and Tom Shales
  3. Will Grayson, Will Grayson, John Green and David Levithan
  4. Looking for Alaska, John Green
  5. Sanctuary, William Faulkner
  6. It’s Only A Play, Terrence McNally
  7. Brother to Dragons, Robert Penn Warren
  8. On Chesil Beach, Ian McEwan
  9. Paddle Your Own Canoe, Nick Offerman
  10. The Dark at the Top of the Stairs, William Inge
  11. Come Back, Little Sheba, William Inge
  12. Bus Stop, William Inge
  13. The Basic Eight, Daniel Handler
  14. Tobacco Road, Erskine Caldwell
  15. My Ideal Bookshelf, Jane Mount and Thessaly la Force
  16. Fallen Too Far, Abbi Glines
  17. Wait for You, J. Lynn
  18. The Hound of the Baskervilles, Arthur Conan Doyle
  19. Dead as a Doornail, Charlaine Harris
  20. In Our Time, Ernest Hemingway
  21. Child of God, Cormac McCarthy
  22. The Year of Magical Thinking, Joan Didion
  23. Love, Rosie, Cecelia Ahern
  24. Airships, Barry Hannah
  25. Crimes of the Heart, Beth Henley
  26. The Woman Warrior, Maxine Hong Kingston
  27. A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole
  28. Joe, Larry Brown
  29. Wolf Whistle, Lewis Nordan
  30. Outlander, Diana Gabaldon
  31. Murder on the Orient Express, Agatha Christie
  32. Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, Jesse Andrews
  33. In the Unlikely Event, Judy Blume
  34. Angels in America Part One: Millennium ApproachesTony Kushner
  35. Angels in America Part Two: Perestroika, Tony Kushner
  36. The Complete Stories, Flannery O’Connor
  37. Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, J.K. Rowling
  38. Quidditch Through the Ages, J.K. Rowling
  39. The Grapes of Wrath, John Steinbeck
  40. Paper Towns, John Green
  41. White Teeth, Zadie Smith
  42. Shame, Salman Rushdie
  43. Disgrace, J.M. Coetzee
  44. The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien
  45. The Virgin Suicides, Jeffrey Eugenides
  46. Vita Nuova, Dante Alighieri
  47. Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
  48. Things Fall Apart, Chinua Achebe
  49. Dragonfly in AmberDiana Gabaldon
  50. We Should All Be Feminists, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
  51. Season of Migration to the North, Tayeb Salih
  52. Notebook of a Return to the Native Land, Aimé Césaire
  53. Divine Comedy Vol. I: Inferno, Dante Alighieri
  54. After the Fall, Arthur Miller
  55. Murder in Retrospect, Agatha Christie
  56. Divine Comedy Vol. II: Purgatorio, Dante Alighieri
  57. The Diary of a Teenage Girl, Phoebe Gloeckner
  58. Follow the Rabbit-Proof Fence, Doris Pilkington
  59. Divine Comedy Vol. III: Paradiso, Dante Alighieri
  60. The Grownup, Gillian Flynn
  61. Me Before You, Jojo Moyes
  62. The Book of Mormon, Trey Parker and Matt Stone
  63. Harriet the Spy, Louise Fitzhugh
  64. Dracula, Bram Stoker
  65. Doctor Sleep, Stephen King
  66. The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, John Boyne
  67. This Side of Paradise, F. Scott Fitzgerald
  68. The Cripple of Inishmaan, Martin McDonagh

Reading and Watching: My Summer Activities

It’s been about a month since my last all inclusive post about what pop culture I’m enjoying these days, so let me grace you with an abbreviated version of my current interests.

Movies — Mom and I are still going strong with our VHS viewing schedule this summer (though we haven’t watched anything in a few days, but I’m assuming we’ll start back tonight). We’ve covered more than half of the movies on the shelf, so I’m feeling good about our progress. In theaters, we’ve only seen four movies this summer: Spy, Inside Out, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, and Trainwreck. They’ve all been worthwhile experiences, though, so I can hardly ask for anything more.

Books — A few days ago I finished reading The Grapes of Wrath, which was my biggest reading goal of the summer, so that felt like quite an accomplishment. After finishing that, I did a quick reread of John Green’s Paper Towns since the movie is coming out this week (you can read my comments on the book here). Now that the beginning of my semester is looming closer, I’ve started some of my school reading with Zadie Smith’s novel White Teeth, which I’m really enjoying so far. It’s satisfying to head back into academic territory without it feeling like a burden. Though I haven’t picked it up in more than a week, I’ve read just under half of the second book in Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series, Dragonfly in Amber. I made myself leave it alone until I finished The Grapes of Wrath because I’d been spending too much time on it, and since then I’ve been concentrated on other things, and keep forgetting to go back (I realize this is a silly problem to complain about). The fact that it’s there for me to read is making me happy enough at this point, so I’ll eventually reward myself for completing my school reading by heading back to something I chose for my own reading pleasure.

TV — As per usual, this is the area where I’m really succeeding these days. Summer TV can be a big bore, but I’ve got several things on my plate this year that are keeping me happy. I’m keeping up with Teen Wolf and True Detective, both of which are shows I’d watched previous to this summer. Here’s hoping True Detective ends on a strong note. I felt like it was totally overhyped the first time around, so I’m glad the rest of the world is starting to see that in season two. I’m also still watching Hannibal, which has had a fairly lame season in my opinion, but the last episode and the preview for the final three are giving me hope it’ll end strong. Side note: I cannot STAND the recasting of Mason Verger for this season (so last week’s episode was pretty satisfying for me). In my mind, he was some weird version of Jim Carrey’s The Grinch, so good riddance.

As for new summer shows, I’m totally obsessed with Lifetime’s UnREAL after I marathoned the first six episodes last Monday. It’s just the right amount of funny, campy, silly and crazy, and the performances by Shiri Appleby and Constance Zimmer are wonderful. Plus it stars a member of the Harry Potter cast, so I have to love it. I’m also really enjoying MTV’s Scream, another crazy campy show that’s thoroughly entertaining. My roommate and I watched all four of the Scream movies fairly recently, and the show has enough of over-the-top quality that makes the movies so fun that it’s totally worth watching. And the pop culture references are top notch, so good job, people.

Finally, I’m still making good progress with streaming Frasier, undoubtedly my biggest undertaking of 2015. With long shows like this, I often watch something else to break it up a bit, but I haven’t started anything else yet, so we’ll see what happens there. I started season one on June 3, and as of today, I’m on episode 17 of season 5, so I think that’s pretty good progress. I wasn’t sure I’d finish the whole show before the end of 2015, but that prospect is looking brighter now.

John Green’s Paper Towns and the Manic Pixie Dream Girl

In honor of this week’s release of the film adaptation of John Green’s book, I decided the reward myself with a reread of Paper Towns before committing to academic reading as the semester’s beginning looms closer and closer. As it turns out, the experience has given me plenty to think about in reference to my master’s thesis project, so it was really a win-win situation.

Let’s back up a bit. I’m not sure if I’ve written about my MA thesis topic on my blog, so here’s a crash course: I’m writing about the Manic Pixie Dream Girl trope in independent film (click the link for a quick virtual journey to Wikipedia if you don’t know the term). I read recently that John Green said he wrote Paper Towns to debunk the MPDG trope, so I was intrigued to read the book with that idea in mind.

Margo Roth Spiegelman is the book’s MPDG in question, at least in the eyes of her life-long neighbor and the book’s narrator, Quentin Jacobsen. Quentin has been hopelessly in love with Margo since childhood, so when she sneaks into his room late one night and recruits him for an evening of escapades around their hometown, he hopes that there’s a chance of romance. Until Margo vanishes the next day, that is.

Here’s the thing about John Green trying to dismantle any perceptions we have of MPDGs: I don’t think a MPDG is necessarily a bad thing for a character to be. When the term’s creator, Nathan Rabin, first mentioned it in a review of the movie Elizabethtown in 2007 (a movie that is, coincidentally, named for my hometown), he criticized the trope as representative of a specific type of male fantasy, one whose two-dimensional existence works only to help a male character have some personal revelation, and then her purpose has been served. By his definition, MPDGs are “bad,” and I whole heartedly agree that this is a false, fantastical representation of what a female can and should be on screen (if you’re looking for a good example of this, I’d point to Natalie Portman’s character in Garden State, a movie I find rather repulsive).

But this version of the MPDG, in my opinion, is only the basis of the character. It is a foundational archetype, one who can exist in this capacity only, or one who can grow in complexity and depth. This second version (one I’ve been loosely calling the “MPDG 2.0” in early drafts of my thesis work) is the one I’m most interested in, because she is more than a stereotype, though she can certainly embody many of the same basic characteristics.

This is where I see Margo Roth Spiegelman fitting in. Early in the novel, Quentin sees Margo as he chooses to see her; not as a real human girl, but as a projected fantasy that he’s imagined for years. It’s only Margo’s disappearance that makes Quentin start to realize everyone has a different perception of the Margo they know. She is much more than Quentin’s imaginings ever allowed.

It becomes most clear at the book’s conclusion what Green is trying to say about MPDGs when Quentin comes to realize how “dangerous” and “treacherous” it is to think of a person as an idea. Margo sees the same thing in herself, saying she’s a “paper girl” who everyone loves because they can mold her into a different person for their own pleasure. We realize that Margo is more than Quentin imagined, because she is human and exists as something more than the fantastical daydreams of those around her.

So, after lots of thoughts that I hope are somewhat sensical, I have to say this: I think Margo is a MPDG, but she’s a good one. On the surface she’s seemingly perfect and daring and exciting, at least in Quentin’s eyes. In reality, though, she’s human, flawed and insecure like the rest of us. For this fact I thank John Green. If he keeps creating characters like Margo, a pixie grounded in reality, then I’d say young readers are in safe hands.

Life in 2015

In the gratuitous time of my winter break that feels approximately 8,000 weeks long, I’ve been fortunate to accomplish tons of reading and watching and sleeping and adventuring. My standard blog consists largely of reading updates, but I’ve also been doing other things as well (I’m so interesting!).

Unfortunately, the thing I’m probably doing most with my life these days is wallowing in self pity over the fact that I will not be attending the Sundance Film Festival this year. Exactly one year ago today was Opening Day of Sundance 2014, and it was the most glorious 10-day experience of my life. If you’ve encountered me in person or online since then, you’ve probably heard about it. Sorry about that.

Anyway, I know I’ll be reminiscing a lot in the days to come. One year ago today, for example, I saw my first celebrity of the festival, Joe Manganiellowhich immediately prompted my friend Lendee to burst into tears (our emotions were pretty crazy while we were there). We also saw Mark Ruffalo and Aaron Paul said “hello” to us. And that was just day one. If you’re interested, here are two posts I wrote last year about the Sundance experience. The first is an overview of what we did and the second is a list of miscellaneous rememberings two months after the fact.

Okay, now back to the present, where life isn’t nearly so exciting. So like the true TV-watching champion that I am, I’ve crossed six TV series off my list since finishing the semester in mid-December. To be fair, the longest of those shows (“Downton Abbey”) just meant finishing a few episodes and most of the other shows have been short, but still, I probably watch too much TV. Here are some quick reactions to what I’ve watched:

  • “Black Mirror” is pretty freaking depressing, but not necessarily in a bad way. For six episodes (on Netflix), it’s manageable, but I’m not sure I could handle much more. It’s an episodic show about the evils of technology in a modern/futuristic society. Upside: lots of good British actors who are always fun to watch.
  • “Broadchurch” is really good and disturbing. If you watched “Top of the Lake” and enjoyed it, give this a go (but the tone is definitely lighter on “Broadchurch”). The show is about the death of an 11-year-old boy in a small English seaside town and the ensuing murder investigation. Also, I watched an episode of the American version, “Gracepoint,” and don’t really see it’s purpose. If you’ve got Netflix access, go with the original.
  • “Olive Kitteridge” is a wonderful little miniseries that I really enjoyed. First of all, Frances McDormand is wonderful in the titular role, but basically all of the acting performances are great. The story is very character-driven, chronicling the lives of Olive and her husband over twenty-five years in a small town in Maine. There are some pretty great poop jokes in the third episode to watch for.
  • “Luther” IS GREAT. I think the world realizes already that Idris Elba is super hot, a fact confirmed from watching this show. However, I had no idea of my love for Ruth Wilson until watching her fantastic performance as Alice Morgan. Elba plays John Luther, a very talented London detective, and Wilson plays a criminal he tracks in the first episode, though their relationships develops a lot from this point. In three short seasons, the show develops lots of great ensemble cast members and features a few surprising character deaths. If you’re a fan of “Sherlock,” you’ll love “Luther.” If you aren’t a fan of “Sherlock,” you obviously haven’t watched the show and I do not wish to speak to you until you have, so get to work.
  • Finally, I finished “Inside Amy Schumer” yesterday. Meh. As my mom and roommate know, I struggled with this one. I marathoned the first season in one day and felt very unsure whether I wanted to continue. It’s so short! my brain said, followed by, But I also kind of hate it! After my internal battle, I decided to continue, but broke up the episodes more than I did with season 1. Season 2 is undoubtedly better, but the show still isn’t one I care much about. It’s a sketch comedy, so some sketches are good and some aren’t. I never found myself laughing aloud. It’s fine, but I doubt I’ll continue on that journey.
  • Now to my current TV projects: yesterday I started my long-anticipated rewatch of “Lost” which I haven’t watched since the show ended in 2010. Since it’s a longer project, I might also slide some shorter things in occasionally to break it up. My mom and I also started “The Affair” last night. I watched the pilot episode in September and wasn’t crazy about it, but after our newfound love of Ruth Wilson (not to mention the fact that she and the show won Golden Globes on Sunday), we’ve decided to give it a shot. After two episodes, I’m at least intrigued and want to keep watching.

Now we turn to movies. I’m currently ten movies deep into 2015, 10% of the way to my goal of seeing 100 new (to me) films this year. I’m doing my best to balance between award-nominated movies, clearing out my Netflix list, and catching up on missed movies at Redbox. You can see the full list on my 2015 Movie List page, but here are my biggest reactions:

  • Foxcatcher is a great, slow-burning movie with fantastic performances. I’m so happy Steve Carell made the cut for his first Oscar nomination.
  • Selma is beautiful and heartbreaking. It’s a real disappointment that David Oyelowo was overlooked for a Best Actor Oscar nomination, but in a year with lots of great performances, it’s an unfortunate truth.
  • I rented Calvary from Redbox because it was one I’d missed at Sundance last year, and I’m now happy I didn’t waste my time on it then. It’s a movie that lacks any certain tone and suffers from poor direction. It’s a pity to see a great cast in a clunker.
  • Pride, on the other hand, is a lovely little indie that’s full of joy. It tells the true story of an LGBT group in London who worked to raise money for a community of Welsh miners who were on strike under Margaret Thatcher’s government. I was pretty much in love with every guy in the movie, despite their being gay. Such is life, I suppose.
  • My last Redbox rental was The Maze Runner. I read the book series over the summer but didn’t see the movie, and I’d say waiting on the DVD release was just fine for me. I think it was a fine adaptation, but I don’t feel the need to rush to the theater for the next one.

To know what I’ve been reading, you can consult my recent blog posts, but my quick recommendations are as follows: Will Grayson, Will Grayson and Looking for Alaska by John Green, Sanctuary by William Faulkner, and On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan. 

It’s not been the most eventful winter break (at least since my return from New York), but it has provided me with plenty of time to do what I do best. I plan to make the most of this time before my unfortunate return to the real world next week.

Book #4: Looking for Alaska, by John Green

I first read Looking for Alaska in 2012 when I was an intern in Montreal, but I never had my own hard copy of the book, so I asked for it for Christmas. Since I can speed through John Green books pretty quickly, I decided to go ahead and reread this one before delving back into my reading list for my Southern Lit class.

Since I’ve now read all of John Green books (even the ones he’s cowritten), it’s safe to say that Looking for Alaska is my second favorite, because nothing can beat The Fault in Our Stars (obviously). Looking for Alaska is Green’s first published novel, but it still has many of the same quirky characteristics that make his books so very entertaining.

The story is told from the perspective of Miles Halter, a sixteen-year-old from Florida who begins attending a boarding school in Alabama that his father also attended. Miles never had many friends in public school, but his fortune changes when he gets to Culver Creek and begins a series of adventures with a new group of friends. Like most of Green’s books, Looking for Alaska is both funny and sad, and you immediately feel right at home with the characters. If you’ve not read this one, I recommend it.

Now, back to the real world and some very different reading. Next up: William Faulkner’s 1931 novel Sanctuary.

Book #3: Will Grayson, Will Grayson, by John Green and David Levithan

You may have noticed that I went from book #1 to book #3 on my review posts, and that’s because I did squeeze another reading project in that I didn’t write about: Love From New York by James Andrew Miller and Tom Shales. I read an earlier edition of this book in 2013 and was given an updated edition recently, so I only read the updated information, which pertains to the 2008-2014 years at “Saturday Night Live.” The fact that I’m most familiar with these years made it very fun to read, but since I reviewed this book before, I didn’t write a post for it this time.

Anyway, as of this morning, I’ve finished my third book of 2015, Will Grayson, Will Grayson. This was the only John Green publication I hadn’t yet read, so I was happy to complete my reading cycle. Though this wasn’t my favorite book ever, Green’s sections of the book (if you’re familiar with his writing, it’s very easy to distinguish his chapters, since he cowrote this novel with David Levithan, another popular YA writer) still carry his characteristic witticism and voice that makes his books so entertaining.

A general plot synopsis: there are two characters named Will Grayson (as the title suggests), but they don’t know each other until a while into the book. Like many YA books, it centers around high school relationships, both romantic and platonic. One thing I commend Green and Levithan for (and this is something Levithan has done in other books of his) is their inclusion of gay characters in very prominent roles. There’s really no drama about the fact that some characters are gay, it’s just part of their characters, and that’s something I really enjoyed.

Now I plan to reread John Green’s Looking for Alaska quickly before returning to some of my required reading for the semester. If only winter break could last all year, I could actually read everything I want with no time constraints…

My Ideal Bookshelf

For Christmas, my best friend bought me a lovely book entitled My Ideal Bookshelf, edited by Thessaly La Force, with art by Jane Mount, that I was feeling inspired by the other day. Essentially, this book in a collection of illustrations and notes from famous people of many disciplines (people from skater Tony Hawk to author Daniel Handler to actor/professor/student/unfortunate Oscar host extraordinaire James Franco) who describe the books that would be on their “ideal bookshelf.” The prompt for choosing these books is as follows:

Select a small shelf of books that represent you — the books that have changed your life, that have made you who you are today, your favorite favorites.

If you happen upon this book in a store, I suggest sitting down and perusing it, especially if you’re a fellow book lover; it’s always fun to see what other people enjoy, and the illustrations are lovely. After much thought, I’ve tried to compile my own list, based upon the book’s cover art:

My-Ideal-Bookshelf

So, here are my picks for these categories. I’ve probably spent far too long toiling over my choices, largely because there are too many books I love, and many that could fit into any and all of these categories. I’m sure they’ll change over the course of my life, but that’s just one of the many joys of reading, isn’t it? What are some of your favorites?

My Favorite Book:

The Great Gatsby

The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

When I reread The Great Gatsby early in 2013, I was reminded why I’d used this novel as my go-to when asked what my favorite book was. Essentially, it’s perfect. Fitzgerald couldn’t be more eloquent in his simplistic style. I love writing in my books and underlining passages I really like, and I found that nearly every other line was marked in some way. The Great Gatsby is the quintessential American novel, and one that I suggest everyone read at least once in their lifetime.

The Book That Changed My Life:

For Whom the Bell Tolls

For Whom the Bell Tolls, by Ernest Hemingway

My interpretation of “book that changed my life” was a bit loose here, but I can explain my choice. In the fall of 2012, I took a Hemingway and Faulkner literature course that has absolutely changed my life. For Whom the Bell Tolls was my first Hemingway read aside from a few short stories, and it was my favorite of his four novels we read. The story is beautiful and detailed, allowing readers introspective insight into events over the course of three days. My experience in reading Hemingway has made me realize that I really prefer 20th century American literature to all else (though I still read all kinds of things) and it’s helped me in realizing my aspirations of becoming an English professor. Thanks, Papa Hemingway.

The Book I Read Again and Again:

The Fault in Our Stars

The Fault in Our Starsby John Green

To be fair, I’ve only read this twice, but it’s one I’m certain I’ll return to numerous times in the future. I’m a sucker for young adult literature anyway, and in an age when there are plenty of crappy teen romances on bookshelves, you really can’t do much better than John Green. The Fault in Our Stars was the first book of his I read, and I immediately became a dedicated fan. Green writes with such a real voice in his novels that you kind of can’t help by identify with his characters. The Fault in Our Stars is funny and heartbreaking, and one that I think all teens should read. Side note: I couldn’t be more excited about the film adaptation that comes out this June. Hooray!

The Book I Love The Most:

Deathly Hallows

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, by J.K. Rowling

Okay, I’m kind of cheating myself by using two categories for Harry Potter, but if you know me, you’ll probably understand that I can only express my Potter love by being excessive with it. Even after many, many readings of Deathly Hallows, I can’t help but cry at the perfect ending, and I usually have to give it a nice hug before returning it to its place on the shelf. Deathly Hallows is not only my favorite book in the Potter series, it also features my favorite chapter, “The Forest Again” (try reading it without crying, I dare you). It’s perfect. There really isn’t anything else to say on the matter.

The Book(s) That Made Me Who I Am:

HP

The Harry Potter Series, by J.K. Rowling

So, now to part two of my Potter picks. I’m not sure this really needs much explanation. Obviously the Potter books have made me who I am. I don’t know if there are many other topics I would dedicate the time it takes to write an honors thesis, but I happen to have an extra amount of love and devotion where the Potter books are concerned. The only thing I can really say is that I’ll be forever grateful I received a paperback of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone for my eighth birthday. It made me the person I am today.

The Best Book I Ever Read:

The Sound and the Fury

 The Sound and the Fury, by William Faulkner

Again, The Sound and the Fury could be assigned to nearly any category on this list. Like For Whom the Bell Tolls, I read this novel for my Hemingway and Faulkner course, and I really never expected to be as impacted by it as I have been. This is not for light readers — Faulkner almost always write in a confusing style, by The Sound and the Fury takes confusion to a whole new level with its narrative style. Despite the confusion, though, this is honestly the greatest book I’ve ever read. The Compson family and all they represent create a harrowing portrait of the declining South post-slavery, and these characters are bound to stick in your memory. I look forward to the next time I read this masterpiece so I can be reminded of its greatness.

The Book That Makes Me Cry Every Time:

A Prayer for Owen Meany

A Prayer for Owen Meany, by John Irving

I think it’s rare to ever find a book that makes readers cry, and when they do, it’s usually just a tear or two (that’s been my experience, at least). A Prayer for Owen Meany, therefore, in an anomaly; I don’t think I’ll ever forget finishing this book in a hostel in Montreal, tears pouring from my eyes. Trust me, it wasn’t pretty. But that’s the kind of story Irving has created in this contemporary classic. I recently told a friend to read this to restore his faith in contemporary literature, and I think that’s one of this novel’s many benefits. The best quality of the book, though, is this epic, perfect, brilliant story. If you don’t love Owen Meany as a character, you must be heartless. This is my mom’s favorite book, and before I read it, she always used to tell me that when she finished reading it the first time, she held it and sobbed. After my experience, I understand that reaction completely, and I imagine you will too if you’ve read this book.

So, since I was limited to these seven categories, I decided to add a few honorable mentions that I think would also be likely to find their way onto my ideal bookshelf. Here are a few extra titles I really love.

Honorable Mentions:

Little Women, Jane Eyre, The Awakening, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Forever…, Gone Girl, Death of a Salesman