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Arts
4 — Wednesday, February 9, 2022

Everyone grows up. It’s the inevi-

table consequence of life ticking for-
ward one second at a time, but just
because we grow up doesn’t mean we
are grown-ups. We all come of age dis-
tinctly, surrounded by different people
and existing in different circumstances,
but we are united in the fact that grow-
ing up sucks. It’s a beautiful, disgusting,
painful, euphoric process that asks us
to strip ourselves bare, raw and vulner-
able before building us back into the
person we are meant to become. Like
every other difficult experience in life,
the best way to explore coming of age
is through art. This B-Side is a gallery
walk through eight wonderful writers
as they explore where coming of age
intersected with their lives.

— Mik Deitz, Senior Arts Editor
The enormity of 17 has no space for

sickness by Managing Arts Editor Lil-
lian Pearce

Seventeen is the idolized coming-of-

age age. It’s not representative of a num-
ber necessarily but of a concept. The idea
of 17 has been explored and exploited in

Hollywood since 1965 — “You are six-
teen going on seventeen / baby it’s time
to think / Better beware, be canny and
careful / Baby, you’re on the brink.” Sev-
enteen is notable because it’s between
two symbolic ages in American culture.

Read more here.
‘Big Mouth’ puts the ‘coming’ in

‘coming of age’ by Daily Arts Contribu-
tor Maya Levy

Created by childhood best friends

Nick Kroll (“Kroll Show”) and Andrew
Goldberg (“Family Guy”), the series is
a profane retelling of their own experi-
ences in middle school — acne scars and
all. Now in its fifth season, the series
has developed a complex cast of tweens
accompanied by an array of personified,
monstrous pubescent emotions. Where
most coming-of-age stories show how
things might get worse before they get
better, in “Big Mouth,” things just keep
getting worse, forcing us to endure the
extreme (and often graphic) truths of
puberty.

Read more here.
Hindsight is 2020: A look back on

‘(500) Days of Summer’ by Senior Arts
Editor Katrina Stebbins

The older I get, the less I like hind-

sight. I know that since we’re only the

sum of all of our past selves, that self-
reflection is healthy and so on. Howev-
er, there are moments when I think back
to some of the things I wore or liked or
did or believed when I was younger and
I vow to never reminisce again. When
I think back, especially to high school,
I’m forced to recognize that I was prob-
ably a pretty fucking unbearable teen-
ager.

Read more here.
Self-Love and ‘The Perks of Being

by Daily TV Beat Editor
Emmy Snyder

Hot take: I hate syllabus week.
Better known as “sylly week,” the

first week of college classes in a semes-
ter is often referenced affectionately as
the final week in which a student could
condone their laziness and theoretically
couldn’t yet be behind. For some stu-
dents, it’s purgatory at worst, party time
at best. For me, though, sylly week (and
its single day high school equivalent) is
misery. Every semester, I feel as if I am
staring up a mountain, lacking both the
desire and proper equipment to climb.

Read more here.
Lessons on loss: A defense of

by Daily Arts Writer
Andrew Pluta

My TikTok feed has only ever dabbled

in the literary subgenre of BookTok.
I’ll get a book recommendation once a
month, at most. But for whatever rea-

son, I get a disproportionate amount of
content hating on J.D. Salinger’s “Catch-
er in the Rye.” Some creators criticize
the work as a whole; others go to great
lengths to tear apart its protagonist,

Holden Caulfield. After seeing so many
nearly identical angry takes, I caved. I
bought a used copy of “Catcher” to re-
read it and get to the bottom of why so

many grown adults were insistent on
verbally berating a fictional 16-year-old.

Read more here.

The Coming-of-Age B-Side

My own Mr. Keating: Why I love ‘Dead Poets Society’

“I went to the woods because I

wanted to live deliberately. I wanted
to live deep and suck out all the mar-
row of life. To put to rout all that was
not life; and not, when I had come to
die, discover that I had not lived.”

I first watched “Dead Poets

Society” my junior year of high
school; its poster taunted me, sit-
ting unwatched in my watchlist.
When one of my classmates learned
I had never seen it before, she was
outraged. “Why not?! Your mom is
an English teacher, for crying out
loud!” I watched it shortly after and
loved it, just as she knew I would.
I then recommended it to another
friend who hadn’t seen it, who came

up to me days later and told me it
made him cry.

At the prestigious preparatory

school Welton Academy, a group of
young students is inspired by their
new English teacher, John Keat-
ing (Robin Williams, “The Angri-
est Man in Brooklyn”). It is under
Keating’s direction that the boys
discover the beauty of poetry, resur-
recting the Dead Poets Society — a
club which Keating founded when
he himself was a student at Wel-
ton. Through their newfound love
of words, the boys learn to think
for themselves and pursue their
own passions, much to the chagrin
of their parents and school’s more
conservative administration. Fea-
turing Peter Weir’s beautiful shots
of New England autumn and a score
by Maurice Jarre that I can only

describe as nostalgic, this movie has
become a comfort film for me, even
though it breaks my heart with-
out fail. The film became a staple
at movie nights; my close circle of
friends never got tired of it despite
the countless rewatches (though our
varying interpretations of its mes-
sage have caused debate). We fell in
love with the wholesome charac-
ters, laughing at their teenage antics
and cheering when they stood up
for themselves. But what left a last-
ing impact on me was Williams’
performance, mixing humor with
kindness and encouragement as a
classroom role model.

It only makes sense then that we

would see our senior year English
teacher as our very own Mr. Keat-
ing.

If Mr. McNally was the uncon-

ventional Keating, then the beige
walls of my Catholic high school
were the uninspiring grounds of
Welton. I don’t mean to bash any-
one, because I enjoyed my time in
that building; the ways that Mr.
McNally structured his classes and
treated us students simply felt dif-
ferent than all of my other teach-
ers at the time. His lectures were
much more similar to a college-style
seminar — he preferred fostering
discussion to reading off a Power-
Point word-for-word while we sat
in silence, copying notes. We may
not have been ripping pages out of
our textbooks like the students do in
the movie, but discussing whether
Charles Ryder and Sebastian Flyte
were gay for each other in Evelyn
Waugh’s “Brideshead Revisited”
gave us a similar thrill. Like Keating,

he encouraged us to do more than
simply memorize information and
regurgitate it into an essay. For our
circles of hell projects while reading
Dante’s “Inferno,” students came
in with colorful posters, LEGO
dioramas and even a Minecraft
server. McNally was mischievous:
He admitted to us that he would
mess with Wikipedia pages so that
he could tell when a student hadn’t

done proper research. Instead of
detentions he made us write lines
as punishment, only to rip them up
when we handed them in the next
day. “You waste my time, I’ll waste
yours,” he’d say. (I never had to write
any, but walking into class and see-
ing a sentence on the board was
amusing.)

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Crying in a car alone:

Coming of age just like in

the movies

“And I had a feeling that I belonged.

I had a feeling I could be someone.”

As this quote from Tracy Chap-

man’s “Fast Car” evokes in its mag-
nificent and haunting chorus, there is
something about flying along in a car
that makes you feel like you can leave
what you know behind and do any-
thing. While the narrator of this song
does not drive the car herself, it is still
the object that both literally carries
her away from home and figuratively
carries her into a new chapter of her
life. One where she belongs. One
where she can “be someone.” Like
so many songs and stories describe,
my coming of age coincided with the
time I learned to drive.

It was my junior year of high

school. I spent a great deal of time
learning how to make a left turn
across an intersection in less than a
full minute and sitting in a classroom
watching obligatory videos about
how quickly you would die if you hit
a tree going 55 miles an hour. When
I got my license, I was apprehensive,
having come to the conclusion that
the only way to be safe was to live
underground — far from any roads,
for the rest of my life. While overcom-
ing the fear instilled in me from Driv-
er’s Ed, I was also facing another fear:
My best friend had gone to Sweden
as a foreign exchange student, leav-
ing me to realize how few truly close
friends I had. Just as I was experienc-
ing driving alone for the first time, I
was experiencing an increased loneli-
ness in the rest of my life.

I don’t think that you can “come

of age” without spending time
alone, a theory supported by popu-
lar media. Look at Olivia Rodrigo’s
2021 song “drivers license,” in which
she drives alone past places she once
thought she would drive with her
ex-boyfriend, taking away some of
the power these places — and the
breakup — hold over her. Or take
Greta Gerwig’s 2017 film “Lady Bird,”

where punky teenager Lady Bird
(Saoirse Ronan, “Little Women”)
finally leaves Sacramento for college
in New York City. Only after leaving
her best friend and family and expe-
riencing the freedom of being alone,
hooking up with a sophisticated man
she hardly knows and getting so
drunk that she ends up in a hospital,
does Lady Bird realize she needs to
change. In the final scene, she calls
and leaves a message for her parents.
She addresses her mom, asking if she
felt emotional the first time she drove
through Sacramento, because despite
having known the city for her whole
life, it felt different when Lady Bird
first drove through it herself. It is in
this final scene where she first calls
herself by her given name, Christine,
rather than using the moniker she
chose for herself. Being alone for the
first time intersects with her accep-
tance of her identity as her mother’s
daughter, despite their strained rela-
tionship.

Unfortunately for me, junior year

of high school was not an ideal time
for isolation. I had a crush on some-
one and was too afraid of rejection
to act on it. I instead fell down a pit of
insecurities when hiding my feelings
didn’t make anyone fall in love with
me. I convinced myself that I was
not good enough in any way, be that
my personality, of which I was cer-
tain I had none, or my body. I became
closed-off from the friends who were
still there because I felt they didn’t
care about me. The truth was, they
didn’t know anything was wrong
because I never said anything about
it. I had never been one to talk much
about my feelings, and until that year,
that had felt like a strength. Suddenly,
this trait isolated me and convinced
me I had no one to talk to if I wanted
to. Reflection makes it seem impossi-
ble that I let these very junior-year-of-
high-school problems devastate me
as much as they did. We’ve all been
there. (Please tell me we’ve all been
there.)

ERIN EVANS
Daily Arts Writer

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