this book was kind of a cliche one. A popular guy likes the girl who's "different from the other ones" and she lost someone dear to her. Don't get me wrong, the story line was good. What really drew me to the book was the whole "the girl who learns to live from a boy who wants to die" part. it sounded nice. but it was kinda dissapointing, because, for one thing, there wasn't really any reason given for why Finch was depressed and why he did what he did. It said he was depressed and i guess i just read along, that's it. and it didn't make me feel a thing. My idea of a good book is when I actually feel that emotion being portrayed. like when a main character dies, i want to feel sad, or better yet, i want to hold back my tears; and when two people finally get together after all the wait, they have to hype it up well enough for me to cheer loudly, and have butterflies. But sadly, i didn't feel a thing reading this one. The story was good, but it felt too rushed and forced? i think this is a pretty controversial opinion, because all my friends loved the book, so i wanted to see what all the fuss was about. and the same goes for the movie, which was even more rushed, even more vague than the book itself, which is understandable, but i just didn't like it, even though i wanted to. i wouldn't recommend this book if you're looking for a good romance/tragedy book, because i think I've read better ones...