I'm reading Jaws. Again.
Seriously, my paperback is held together by scotch tape and love at this point. I have a hard time deciding which of the books I hold so dear is actually my favorite. It's probably the book you've read the most, right? If that's true, it's either Jaws or 'Salem's Lot. Either way, the heat of summer is here and I'm hanging with Brody and Quint once again. I'm happy to hang with Hooper whenever I watch the movie, but he's kind of a prick in the book. For those who don't know, I'm not offering up any spoilers (unless Hooper being a dick counts) but the book is rather different from the movie. There are more deaths, there are entire subplots that didn't make it to the cinema, different characterizations, and most importantly, a completely different (and superior) climax.
Recently, I concluded a review of Dan Brown's Inferno by noting that Inferno = Shitburger. That was accurate. On a similar note, Jaws = Goldburger.