Saturday, November 29, 2014
I Kill the Mockingbird, by Paul Acampora
I liked the concept and eagerly dived into this short middle reader. The characters were smart and funny and I expected cleverness. But the book gets a bit too precious for my taste. First of all, there's the very weird idea that To Kill A Mockingbird could go viral. Weirder still, the way it is done (can you really manage in a few weeks to travel all over the state, misplace every copy of a book, and not get caught?). Perhaps none of this matters and perhaps this absurdity is all supposed to be in fun, like a Kate DiCamillo book. But it's really just silly and what is the point anyway? There are a number of great opportunities to say something (about literature, growing up, romance, or even cancer) but Acampora just wants to be goofy and convince us that (since the book is about good literature) it must somehow be valuable intrinsically. But it never did it for me.
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