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Pink Paperback – November 10, 1998
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I'm avoiding the inevitable - fairly bad book. I agree with much of the reviews. It's an homage, dedicated to River Pheonix (a rather roundabout dedication that I know is one only because I read it is, and the word "river" is in the verse), that references perhaps a number of the young men Van Sant works with or, perhaps predominantly, River and Keanu. I couldn't help but think Affleck and Damon read this and preyed on the "dirty old man" to pitch their script; he does love friendships between two young men--something that plays so beautifully in his films, and so poorly with a fifty-something narrator who's part of the story.
In "Pink" the main character writes in the first person, but in the footnotes refers to himself as his name. He's an infomercial maker in his 50's and not very successful. He meets two young boys, Jack and Matt, and is intrigued by them. They've got a secret. "Pink" is their secret and I won't say what Pink is because we don't find out for most of the book.
One of the boys is eerily similar to the dead infomercial-spokesman/teen-idol, Felix. Felix = River Pheonix. He even died in the street outside a nightclub (Felix, that is) while his brother called 911; he is 23-years-old; and his complexion, described in amazing technicolor detail, River's. We've got lots of detail about Felix here and, as someone else wrote, how much of that is non-fiction? Ouch.Read more ›
I bought this book because I liked the cover.
It has a matte finish, and I love books like that. It usually signals that there is something important inside. And with this being written by Director, Gus Van Sant, I thought that my suspicions might be confirmed. After all, the blurbs on the back described "Pink" as being like the works of Vonnegut. Enough said! Vonnegut is one of my heroes, and since I've read everything he's written, I figured an author *like* him would be suitable for the time being.
Oh, how misled I was!
"Pink" is a jumbled, nearly indecipherable mess of a novel. It is littered with characters about whom we give not a damn. There are scenes that take place in Orlando, FL, where I lived for a few years. It is apparent that Van Sant knows nothing about the area -- talking about highways, for example, that simply do not exist. How hard would it have been to take a look at a map? This is just one way that his lazy, thoughtless writing is evidenced. It makes "Pink" look suspiciously like a first draft -- written once, never to be checked for such details, or larger things, like, say, plot or character.
There are clever allusions to dead rock stars and dead actors, like that is supposed to somehow make the novel thought-provoking. "Hey, isn't that River Phoenix? And didn't Van Sant do a movie with him?" Yeah, and who cares? There are footnotes, which, I guess, are meant to be clever. They are not. This is not to say that they can't be. Dave Barry knows how to use footnotes. "House of Leaves" uses footnotes to excellent effect. These are just a waste of time.
Much like the entire book, as a matter of fact.
Perhaps the only good thing about it is the flipbook cartoon, which may indicate that Van Sant should really stick with moving pictures and abandon the literary ones.
Not recommended. At all. Ever.
Van Sant takes us on an interesting trip through his attempts to cope with the loss of River, who was a close friend. There are characters based on River, Keanu, Kurt Cobain, Flea, and others, and it's fun to try to guess who's who, and how much of the backstory is true and how much is, as the book is classified, fiction.
There's no doubt that Van Sant took liberties with his thinly-veiled characters, but if I had the chance to write about having a long-standing affair with Keanu Reeves, I probably would too, so I can't judge Gus too harshly for that self-indulgence.
What's clear is that Van Sant cared a great deal about the people he's written about, and that facing a sudden, senseless death of a close friend makes for difficult times.
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It isn't something I would normally read, but being an Oregonian (transplanted somewhere else in the country) it was nice to read a story about home, it is something you can... Read morePublished 5 months ago by Jennie Joy
Good thing I bought this book used, it was really terrible. The story made very little sense and the dialogue was boring.Published on July 31, 2012 by Joseph Norniella
I've watched most of Gus Van Sant's films so I wanted to read his book. I enjoyed it but I felt it was very cryptic. Read morePublished on May 18, 2004
It's pretty rare to find something original, something that makes you think about something besides yourself (while providing insights into your own life), something that's worth... Read morePublished on January 11, 2000 by Nila
You know how you check the sports pages in the summer for the Tour de France daily results, and all the riders are listed in order of their time in the previous day's stage? Read morePublished on September 3, 1999 by A. Ross
This book is remarkable for what it tries to do. Of course it won't appeal to fans of less experimental literature, but what do expect from Gus Van Sant? Read morePublished on January 2, 1998