Picked up this book from the library because my biology teacher mentioned it in reference to the effects starvation has on the human body, so I thought it would have a more detailed passage about that. It didn't, of course, but the book was still interesting. It really could have been done better, though. 
 For one, I think it could have been improved with a more linear storytelling. I couldn't really keep track of the timeline very well (at least partially because I read this in on sitting after nine hours of work), and the way Krakauer went back and forth between time periods was a little irritating. Also irritating was the way he artificially built up suspense in regards to Chris' relationship with his father; there's foreshadowing, and then there's dropping an anvil on the reader's head. Krakauer seems to believe only anvils will work. 
 Worst of all, though, is the way Krakauer seems to try to force the reader to believe the kid is some big damn hero. I'm sorry, but he's really not. I get that he did something amazing, that he touched a lot of people's lives, and that he probably wasn't as stupid as his critics make him out to be. But he shouldn't be anybody's role model. Nobody should be looking to follow into his footsteps, wandering into a wild area that they know nothing about with little supplies while, and this is very important, stubbornly ignoring all of the people who live in that area and are giving him advice on how to survive. There's a reason we left the wild behind, okay?