Thirty-six-year-old Will. Twelve-year-old Marcus. They seem to have nothing in common and meet only because Will joins SPAT (Single Parents Alone Together) to pick up chicks. But a traumatic event in Marcus's life bonds and changes them forever. Can a twelve-year-old outcast with a weird mother and an absentee father ever find peace? And can a grown man who's never had a job or a real relationship find something to fill his life other than cool clothes, music, and TV? Nick Hornby's About a Boy intends to find out. Now, I know what you may be thinking. Tote Trove Lady, didn't you already blog about this when you reviewed Hornby's High Fidelity and Juliet, Naked and also the non-Hornby but hauntingly similar The Wishbones by Tom Perrotta? Well, yeah. But the whole arrested development theme is one that's near and dear to my heart. Furthermore, this book's about more than a manchild; it's also about a boy. It says so in the title.
When we meet Will, he's disgusted by parenthood. He hates the way colorful toys litter the once-hip home of his best mate and the way a squalling infant can turn otherwise intelligent people into idiots. And perhaps, most importantly, he hates the way children chip away at one's individuality and freedom, usurping every ounce of time and energy until even listening to a favorite record becomes an act of sedition. And so, at thirty-six, he's contentedly childless and single, living off the royalties from his father's smash hit "Santa's Super Sleigh." Unlike everyone else he knows, he has no complications and feels like he's got the secret to life figured out. If you're having trouble picturing such a man, then I invite you to envision Hugh Grant, who played Will in the 2002 movie. You know, charming and hangdog and harmless. Unlike the real Hugh Grant, i.e., the horndog who got caught with that prostitute.
That said, here are some of my favorite parts:
This is a Will thought that's funny and (although I have a job) relatable:
". . . he had reached a stage where he wondered how his friends could juggle life and a job. Life took up so much time, so how could one work and, say, take a bath on the same day? He suspected that one or two people he knew were making some pretty unsavory shortcuts." (81)
Then again, Will also thinks this:
"That was the point of fashion, as far as Will was concerned; it meant that you were with the cool and the powerful, and against the alienated and the weak, just where Will wanted to be, and he'd successfully avoided being bullied by bullying furiously and enthusiastically." (141)
It seems that Will isn't so harmless after all. As an ex-bully and emotional drifter, not to mention a clotheshorse for all the wrong reasons, he's unequivocally part of the problem. That's why he needs to learn from Marcus, a boy bullied so mercilessly that he gets a crush on his older protector, Ellie. It's Ellie who introduces Marcus to Nirvana; she wears a Kurt Cobain sweatshirt every day. (Did I mention that this book takes place in 1993 and 1994?). At first, Will finds any correlation between Cobain and Marcus odd (he too is a Nirvana fan) but later realizes that it makes a strange sort of sense. When Cobain's suicide spurs Ellie and Marcus on an ill-advised adventure, Will makes this observation:
"It was hard to imagine two less kindred spirits than Marcus and Kurt Cobain, and yet they had both managed to pull off the same trick: Marcus forced unlikely connections in cars and police stations and Kurt Cobain did the same thing on international television." (287)
Marcus and Cobain make people feel, even people who don't know them -- or themselves. And that's just what Will needs in his life. Just as Marcus needs Will's confidence, however misguided.
So, what happens to Will at the end of this heart-warming if offbeat and sometimes sad story? For once I'm not going to tell you. I'll just say that About a Boy isn't about having a kid or being a kid or even growing up, but learning to look at things differently.
While still making time for clothes and TV and, of course, communing with Kurt.