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I have to say that Into the Wild is one of my favorite movies ever. Maybe it's the idea of escaping from the confines of society and living on the edge, or maybe it's just the thrill of leaving behind everything you know and not knowing your destination. I'll be completely honest...I could see myself doing the same thing as Chris McCandless. Perhaps not to the same extent, but I can feel the smoldering fire of adventure within me that drives me to spend so much time in the outdoors.

Two years he walks the earth.
No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause "the West is the best." And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.
— Alexander Supertramp
May 1992