I read several articles recently that said modern teens have no patience with 'Catcher in the Rye'. Teens of MY generation, umpty-many years ago, thought the same thing.
When I was a teen, this was THE novel of our generation. I recently started reading it again.
The modern teens are right. Holden Caulfield is the sort of person you want to hit upside the head with a large salmon.
1970's High School, and I had no sympathy for Holden Caulfield either.
1990s here and I had no sympathy for him. I thought the book was as interesting as watching paint dry and completely and utterly pointless. From what I could see Holden moaned a lot and nothing happened. I thought things would be wonderfully improved if he actually stopped feeling self pitying and did something useful.
I also had teachers who tried to convince me it was a wonderful work of literature. They failed.
Ah, yes, Literature. I am firmly convinced that there is a list that English teachers choose their reading assignments from, almost all of them "Literature" that should have fallen by the wayside 100 years ago. James Fenimore Cooper, for instance, with that appallingly-named hero, Natty Bumppo. Stupefying stuff like Silas Marner
and books where nothing at all happened, like Goodbye, Mr. Chips.
Things that most people would never willingly read without being forced to.