"That's The Thing About Pain. It Demands To Be Felt," - Augustus Waters, The Fault In Our Stars

[Spotify playlist: The Fault In Our Stars]
 
Okay, let me just show I'm still alive despite the endless writing of my paper. Going on my 43rd page! (We're only allowed 40 pages.)
 
So I was on the pre premier last night; the cinematic adaptation of my favourite book: The Fault In Our Stars by John Green. Initially, when I heard about the film release, I wasn't all that eager to go. I mean, it is a delicate story, and I remained skeptical whether they could manage to achieve the perfect depiction. But on the other hand, it was free. Hahaha
 
First of all, standing in the growing line, we quickly realised the queue consisted mostly of pimples and braces. Yet we did not forsee the horrible destiny we had ensnared  ourselves in. Just to give you a taste of what happened, here is some of my comments during the evening: "It's like watching a movie with a pack of wolves... Jacob?! Jacob!", "Jesus Christ.", and "There's seriously too much pussy in one place".
 
Oh deary. I don't mind people crying on cinemas. I cry myself. Like that film King Kong. I cried, sure. But this was ridiculous! Almost on the verge of mocking the entire film! First of all, people kept gasping and "aawwwing" and making all kinds of squeeky noises, like for real? Some scenes were indeed cute, but to collectively go "AWWWWWWWWWW OMGGGGGGGG" when a guy winks at a joke. Sickening.
 
And short after that came the Niagra Falls. I shed tears, and I sobbed. Okay. But these fuckers started litterally crying as if they-just-got-dumped-by-their-first-love-who-cheated-with-their-childhood-best-friend-and-their-grandma-died. You know that cry, right? That pathetic, helpless, destructive, and in retrospect illogical cry. And this continued pretty much the entire other half of the film. Bloody hell. There were moments, I could barely hear what they were saying on the screen. If I had payed for the tickets I'd be so pissed.
 
Luckily, I didn't. So my firends and I just sat and made fun of the people around us. It felt kind of mean to be the only four laughing and giving nasty comments, but... I didn't care really. No one can take that book from my heart anyways.
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