
THE FAULT IN OUR STARS MOVIE TUMBLR MOVIE
And Nat Wolff’s Isaac brings some comic relief to what is otherwise the saddest movie I’ve ever seen. While reading, I was mostly invested in Hazel and Augustus, but with Dern as Hazel’s mother, her grief is just as potent at Hazel’s. And special call outs for Laura Dern and Nat Wolff. The supporting cast of parents and friends are great. But Hazel knows there’s nothing she can do without adult help. “Don’t call my parents,” Gus pleads, sobbing and drooling and so in pain. Woodley and Elgort are great at embodying kids who are honestly just out of their depth. And not because he’s dying, but because he’s been so strong throughout the movie, and the disparity between this Augustus and the confident Augustus is so stark.

There’s a scene late in the film when a panicked Gus calls Hazel in the middle of the night because he can’t make it home from a gas station where he just wanted to do something normal and buy a pack of cigarettes. Ansel is at his best when Augustus is at his most vulnerable, after his cancer returns. But every third grand statement he makes causes some eye-rolling. He’s a teenage boy talking about being afraid of oblivion, or unlit cigarettes being metaphors, and for the most part it comes off okay.

The way Augustus speaks works so well on the page, but hearing it out loud brings a level of ridiculousness to it. Through no fault of his own, Ansel Elgort didn’t fare quite as well with his portrayal of Augustus Waters. And she sells it with the perfect amount of teenaged disdain, it immediately forces the realization of ‘this is not going to be a normal kids-with-cancer movie’ upon the viewer. There’s a moment in the very beginning where she is arguing that just because she reads the same book over and over does not mean that she’s depressed. Shailene Woodley surprised me with how much I ended up liking her as Hazel Grace. I thought it was a really, really great adaptation. So, let me start off with this, I liked the movie.

We settled down to watch the movie, and they’d provided popcorn and candy, but no tissues to everyone’s chagrin. One of the best moments I witnessed that day was when these teen readers screamed louder for John Green than for Ansel Elgort. It helped that I was seeing it with people who so obviously loved the book and its writer. So, while I was definitely excited (very, very excited) to see the movie, my expectations were not the highest. You might remember when the first trailer dropped, I was not particularly excited by it. The major difference between these nerdy teens and his other creations? Well, these two are kids-with-cancer teens. TFiOS definitely has two of those nerdy teens at its center. John Green (whom I’m sure you’ve heard of unless this is the first book blog you’ve ever read, in which case, kudos! Welcome to the fold.) is a prolific writer of the nerdy teen.
