Why am I reviewing a book that came out more than 50 years ago? Because the long-awaited movie finally opens next week.
As much as I loved this book in 1970 for its frank description of adolescence, the interfaith family subplot has always bothered me. The author did not grow up in an interfaith family, and had no direct experience of the matter. Instead, this beloved and iconic novel drew heavily on the myth of the stressed and confused interfaith child. You can read my perspective on all this today on the front page of Kveller:
