We have a family member who loved S. E. Hinton's The Outsiders when he was in sixth grade. He read it over and over again and memorized the Frost poem Hinton quotes. I watched the movie with him and, unfortunately, found it one of the most mind-numbing experiences of my life.
I've avoided the book like plague.
But last week's New York Times Book Review carried an essay called 'The Outsiders': Forty Years Later that actually makes it sound at least intriguing.