Eva is often unnerved to find that she is similar in some ways to her son, Kevin, and one such similarity is that they both seek excitement in novel ways. Prior to Kevin's birth, Eva was an enthusiastic traveler, seeking novelty in exploring new countries. However, she eventually discovers that these adventures no longer satiate her desire for excitement, so she turns to a new endeavor—motherhood—to reignite the passion she once felt for travel. Yet motherhood, too, fails to give Eva the excitement and novelty she craves; when she holds Kevin for the first time, she feels emptiness. Much of motherhood, to her dismay, proves to be rather monotonous. Eva’s persistent craving for the novel and exotic leads her to spend much of her life trying to discover a metaphorical “new country,” a quest that proves perpetually unfulfilling.
She often thinks back to the surprise birthday party her mother threw for her when she was a kid. Eva figured out that her mother was planning a party, and her imagination ran wild. Though she didn’t have any concrete expectations, the party disappointed her. She knew that no matter how exciting or extravagant the party was, it would inevitably disappoint her. Eva eventually comes to accept that the fulfillment she seeks is impossible— reality will never meet her idealized expectations.
Kevin's pursuit of an idealized reality takes a darker turn as he matures. He becomes increasingly fixated on human suffering, and as he watches school shootings become an epidemic in the U.S., he comes to idealize and pursue the infamy attached to murderers . Franklin, too, constantly strives for a romanticized version of life. He idealizes America, and he believes that, as an American, he can achieve a happy life with a perfect nuclear family. In the end, Eva sacrifices her family for travels which never satisfy her, Kevin achieves the fame he wants but realizes it’s not worth imprisonment, and Franklin is so caught up in his idealization that he ignores the dire crisis unfolding in his family. Thus, the novel underscores the danger of pursuing an idealized dream without carefully considering the real-life consequences of such pursuits.
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Idealism vs. Reality Quotes in We Need to Talk About Kevin
I seem finally to be learning what you were always trying to teach me, that my own country is as exotic and even as perilous as Algeria.
Besides, the good life doesn’t knock on the door. Joy is a job. So if you believed with sufficient industry that we had had a good time with Brian and Louise in theory, then we would have had a good time in fact.
The only way my head was going truly somewhere else was to travel to a different life and not to a different airport. “Motherhood,” I condensed in the park. “Now, that is a foreign country.”
How lucky we are, when we’re spared what we think we want!
I was visiting your country. The one you had made for yourself, the way a child constructs a log cabin out of Popsicle sticks.
“It’s very dangerous,” I said. Indeed, just about any stranger could have turned up nine months later. We might as well have left the door unlocked.
When you lifted the needle peremptorily, you scratched a groove, so that forever after the song would skip and keep repeating, Baby what did you expect…
And I was visited by a prescient taste of adulthood, an unbracketed “No Exit” sensation, which rarely plagues children: that we were sitting in a room and there was nothing to say or do.
After all, you practiced rounding up on Kevin from the day he was born. Me, I’m a stickler. I prefer my photographs in focus.
The secret is that there is no secret. That is what we really wish to keep from our kids, and its suppression is the true collusion of adulthood, the pact we make, the Talmud we protect.
When you love your kids, and you’re there for them, and you take them on trips, like to museums and battlefields, and make time for them, you have faith in them and express an interest in what they think? That’s when this kind off plunging off the deep end doesn’t happen. And if you don’t believe me, ask Kevin.
Almost to, what, know you’re alive. To show other people they don’t control you. To prove you can do something, even if it could get you arrested.