I seldom talk about a movie here. First, in the last two years, I haven’t been to a movie. And, I just don’t give up two hours of my life to watch movies when I’m home, unless it’s my seasonal appointment with “The Muppets’ Christmas Carol”. But, I’m a sucker for a good coming-of-age story, and “The Tender Bar” was J. R. Moehringer’s memoir before it became a movie. I always meant to read it, and never got around to it. Here’s the summary of The Tender Bar, the book.

J.R. Moehringer grew up captivated by a voice. It was the voice of his father, a New York City disc jockey who vanished before J.R. spoke his first word. Sitting on the stoop, pressing an ear to the radio, J.R. would strain to hear in that plummy baritone the secrets of masculinity and identity. Though J.R.’s mother was his world, his rock, he craved something more, something faintly and hauntingly audible only in The Voice.

At eight years old, suddenly unable to find The Voice on the radio, J.R. turned in desperation to the bar on the corner, where he found a rousing chorus of new voices. The alphas along the bar—including J.R.’s Uncle Charlie, a Humphrey Bogart look-alike; Colt, a Yogi Bear sound-alike; and Joey D, a softhearted brawler—took J.R. to the beach, to ballgames, and ultimately into their circle. They taught J.R., tended him, and provided a kind of fathering-by-committee. Torn between the stirring example of his mother and the lurid romance of the bar, J.R. tried to forge a self somewhere in the center. But when it was time for J.R. to leave home, the bar became an increasingly seductive sanctuary, a place to return and regroup during his picaresque journeys. Time and again the bar offered shelter from failure, rejection, heartbreak—and eventually from reality.

In the grand tradition of landmark memoirs, The Tender Bar is suspenseful, wrenching, and achingly funny. A classic American story of self-invention and escape, of the fierce love between a single mother and an only son, it’s also a moving portrait of one boy’s struggle to become a man, and an unforgettable depiction of how men remain, at heart, lost boys.

Named a best book of the year by The New York TimesEsquireThe Los Angeles Times Book ReviewEntertainment WeeklyUSA Today, NPR’s “Fresh Air,” and New York Magazine
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I watched “The Tender Bar” last night. “Now a major Amazon film directed by George Clooney and starring Ben Affleck, Tye Sheridan, Lily Rabe, and Christopher Lloyd, a raucous, poignant, luminously written memoir about a boy striving to become a man, and his romance with a bar.” While the two young actors who played JR were excellent, Ben Affleck was outstanding as JR’s uncle and the manager of The Dickens Bar. Yes, named after Charles Dickens. And, Christopher Lloyd was gruff and had one moment when he just about stole the movie as JR’s grandfather.

The movie doesn’t need to say a word about the men in JR’s life who stepped up to fill the shoes of his absent father. Uncle Charlie, and the regulars at the bar, were just what a young boy needed, available for advice and a great deal of encouragement. And, the music! The music is perfect for the story.

If you’re a fan of coming-of-age books, you might want to watch the movie, or, maybe even try the book.