Rereading’s been a smashing success so far. I first read Catch-22 in 2009 during my sophomore year of college. I remembered loving it and laughing at it. I remembered Yossarian and Major Major Major Major. I didn’t remember much else. I often only hold onto vague impressions of books, fuzzy plot lines, and knowing whether I liked it. I’m hoping rereading will make memories of my favorite books more vivid.
No big surprise: Catch-22 stands up to a second read. It’s a classic about this squadron of guys in WWII who, for some reason, don’t want to be in a war. (I’m watching M*A*S*H right now, and there are parts clearly lifted from Catch.) Re-meeting the characters in Catch was a treat. I love Ex-P.F.C. Wintergreen and Dunbar. And I love the sort of manic writing style Heller uses. It’s witty and dark and sad and funny again. My kind of book.