YOU STILL DON'T KNOW JACK.

It's the late 1960s and Jack Dewitt is going to high school.

He doesn't like sports and he has this pimple situation. He's a brain, a nerd a bookworm, but maybe he can have some fun. Maybe he can fall in love and get his heart broken. Someone murdered his friend's dad. Maybe he can find out who.

It's the best of times. It's the worst of times. It's Motown and the Beatles, Martin Luther Kind, and Malcolm X. Draft cards on fire. Pot and acid. Assassinations and hippies. "LBJ, how many kids did you kill today?" It's napalm and Nixon and body bags and the Summer of Love.

Jack is young. Know what that means? It means everything is INTENSE.