I saw the movie The Fault in Our Stars today.
I hadn’t read the book, so I could judge it on face value. No expectations. No preconceived notions. No condemnation for any meandering from the original plot.
But I’m pretty sure that, even if I’d been watching with a more critical eye, I still would have been bowled over by Augustus and Hazel Grace.
I am not a fan of cancer movies — when you have experienced the unhappy ending in real life , it’s hard to get on board for the journey on film — but I was transfixed by theses two kids’ humor and courage and life in the face of certain death.
The cast was exceptional all-around, and while I don’t know what parts were true to the original text and was what added later, to my eye it was seamless and sensitive.