Hello Everyone -- Someone recently wrote in about a perceived similarity between the new movie Good Will Hunting and Catcher. First, I didn't like the movie at all and, to be honest, see no similarity whatsoever, but to each his own and all of that (I'm interested to see how everyone here sides on this matter, too). But the movie(ok, before I go on with this, I might as well come out and say it: I absolutely hated the movie; I thought it was awful) got be thinking about JDS, though not in the way the original poster was referring to. In the movie, as with much fiction writing today, everything-and here I mean to say every single thing--raps up in the end so entirely that it's literally painful to watch. My friend who watched it with me complained that there was an "economy of words" meaning that nothing at all was said for the sake of the saying -- everything had to connect in the end in an 'isn't that cute' sort of way that makes fiction entirely unenjoyable. And this, of course, is entirely the opposite of what goes on in JDS's fiction. Why has the esthetic shifted to nice, neatly worked out happy endings all the time. Stories aren't stories anymore -- they're paint by numbers annoying pieces of sugary-sweet crap. (Did anyone else read the cover article of yesterday's NYT Book Review? I think it's related somehow, but I'm not quite sure why.) Another thing that annoyed the hell out of me was the dedication to Ginsberg. The audacity it takes for an up and coming screen writer to produces this crap and then think he's done something worthy of dedicating to the memory of Ginsberg amazes me. All for now -- Dave