"The lack of detail is of a piece with a raft of vague elements in Charlie???s sphere, from Patrick to Sam, from classes other than English and shop to the revelation he feels at the homecoming dance, watching Sam dance with attractive, if clich??d, abandon, or the fear he feels during a battle in the cafeteria, when suddenly he???s transformed into Jason Bourne, utterly brutal and conveniently bla" . . . .