I’m sure why I liked this so much. It certainly wasn’t the protagonist, Justine. She was such a jerk. I know she’s a teenager and teenagers are angsty and annoying, but something just wouldn’t let me use that as an excuse. She was very woe is me despite everyone telling her how great she is and how she’s the lynch pin for most of the book. Her pity party was pretty unbearable.
But despite Justine’s terrible attitude, I found myself fully engrossed in the story and not able to look away. I wanted the kids to come back together as friends and overcome their personal and collective demons. I wanted the documentary to be a success. I just wanted everything to turn out OK.
This is one of those quintessential coming of age stories where so much seems to happen, but when you look back on it, there really all that much to it. Sometimes I really like that- if it’s done well.