Ms. Westfall,
I have just finished reading Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer. It is the nonfiction account of a young man named Chris McCandless who ventured into the wilderness of Alaska and never returned. His goal was to spend a summer living off of the land and he almost succeeded. He made a fatal mistake in crossing a river that rose to dangerous levels by the end of the summer leaving him trapped. It is also possible that he may have been poisoned by mold or some type of potato seed. Whatever the cause, Chris eventually perished of starvation probably on August 18, 1992.
Overall, I enjoyed this book. Although I didn’t like the character for the majority of it, I still found it interesting and easy to read. Normally, I am not a fan of nonfiction, but Krakauer wrote it in a way that it seems more like a narrative than just an article or stale report. He did this by gathering a tremendous amount of information on Chris and his journey as well as information on other hikers and climbers who shared things in common wiht Chris. Much of his information was gathered from Chris’ journals and photographs and also from interviews with people he encountered along the way. He also interviewed members of the McCandless family. The book appears to be very accurate although Krakauer must have speculated on several instances when describing Chris’ feelings and what he was thinking at the time. Krakauer’s techniques reminded me of Capote’s in In Cold Blood (besides the fact that Krakauer appears as a character in his own story). Capote also speculated when explaining what was going through the minds of his various characters. Although Krakauer and Capote could not have been fully accurate when they recreated the thoughts of their characters, it is highly likely that they were considering the amount of research they both did.
In the last twenty or so pages, Krakauer begins to allude to the fact that Chris had learned from his experience, now valued human connection, and was ready to return to civilization. While this can only be assumed, Krakauer backs it up with several clues. He points out that Chris underlined a passage in Doctor Zhivago that spoke of loving one’s neighbor, hinting that he may have begun to value the company of other people (187). This is truly understood when Krakauer writes that Chris wrote in the margins of one of his books, “Happiness is only real when shared” (189). So, while one can’t say for sure that Chris had a change of heart, it seems extremely likely that this was the case when reviewing these facts.
As I read the book, I went along with Krakauer’s assumptions and speculations, so by the end of it I suddenly felt compassion for a character I initially disliked immensely. I still believe that Chris was a bit fool-hardy and selfish for leaving his family in the way he did, but Krakauer wrote the book in such a way that I felt for Chris in the end. It seems tragic that such a young man, who seemed to have an epiphany, lost his life due to a few small, but fatal errors. Although I never would have expected it from the way I felt toward Chris at the beginning of the book, I must say that I “teared” up a little bit reading the last page. Needless to say, I think Krakauer ended this book very effectively. In the final words of the novel he describes Chris’s last self-portrait that he took within days of his death, when he certainly must have known the end was near. He writes:
But if he pitied himself in those last difficult hours—because he was so young, because he was alone, because his body had betrayed him and his will had let him down—it’s not apparent from the photograph. He is smiling in the picture, and there is no mistaking the look in his eyes: Chris McCandless was at peace, serene as a monk gone to God (199)
I think that this is the perfect ending for this book. After all of the facts, figures, conjectures, hypotheses, and long narratives describing the wilderness, it is nice to end with one simple but very powerful image. Looking back at the novel, I still don’t agree with or completely identify with what Chris did but in these last few pages Krakauer’s words drew me in and made me compassionate for Chris. I don’t know what could be more effective than causing a reader to go from disliking a character to nearly crying about their death.
Into the Wild was definitely an interesting read and even though I had some major issues with some of the principles and ideas presented in it, I am glad that I read it. I enjoyed reading most of it and also now feel that I can see the movie. It is not my favorite book, but I can see why it is so popular. The subject matter is rather fascinating regardless of whether the reader agrees with it or not.
Work Cited
Krakauer, Jon. Into the Wild. New York: Anchor Books, 1996. Print.