Around three months ago, I read ‘Into the Wild’ by Jon Krakauer. I finally got around to watching the film version tonight. Both are equally good. Despite a few relatively minor differences, they are pretty much of the same quality. The book, of course, provides more in-depth information, but the movie provides some truly stunning visuals that you simply can’t get from the book.
This story is tragic and moving. If you don’t enjoy nature, or deeper thoughts concerning the human condition, then perhaps this story isn’t for you. ‘Into the Wild’ is the story of the life and death of Christopher McCandless. And no, that wasn’t a spoiler. Both the book and the film make it immediately apparent that the main character dies at the end. Perhaps character isn’t the right word for it, as this is a true story. The lead role?
After graduating from college, McCandless gives all of his savings away to a charity and hits the road, hitching rides from strangers, sneaking aboard moving trains, or simply walking alongside the road. He goes west in search of something that cannot be found easily in the business of daily life. He is in search of things that are often found in the solitude of nature. He is in search of himself.
McCandless goes through some truly amazing adventures, experiencing fantastic locations that many people never see. And despite his relative solitude throughout his trek about America as ‘Alexander Supertramp’, McCandless makes some extraordinary friendships and truly has a strong effect on the people he interacted with.
This book made me yearn for the adventure found in travel, but it also made me appreciate the friends and family that I have. Do yourself a favor and check it out.