‘The fault, Dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves…’ William Shakespeare – Julius Caeser
This is not going to be a review. It would be too hard to review it without telling you too much, so I will just discuss some of the many things I liked about this book.
I feared that, at 23, I had well and truly ‘grown out’ of YA. But I follow the blogs of so many adults who blog about and love YA that I didn’t really want to admit this. I had returned to it for a while, anyway. So I was dubious when Caoimhe gave me the book, I was mostly afraid I wouldn’t like it, as she loves it. She even has the tshirt. I’m not kidding:
I was reading a review of TFIOS as it has come to be known by Keris and she said that his teen characters don’t really sound like teens. I hadn’t noticed this but it IS true, and maybe that’s why John Green’s books are that little more universal? Anyway, I liked it very much. And it made me cry. Even though my sister was watching Friends very loudly in the same room.
It wasn’t what I expected, his writing really is something. As E.Lockhart writes on the dust-jacket:
John Green writes incredible, honest truths about the secret, weird hearts of human beings. He makes me laugh and gasp at the beauty of a sentence or the twist of a tale.
The book sounds depressing. It’s about a girl with cancer falling in love. To quote Hazel, the protagonist – ‘But it’s not a cancer book, because cancer books suck.’
I am impressed with how well John Green wrote a 16 year old girl who has cancer. Especially how Augustus appeared to her, all the things that were attractive to her. (Ah, Augustus Waters. What a babe.) It was funny and cute how they met at an awful support group in the Literal Heart of Jesus. Both Hazel and Augustus and their good friend Isaac are all very lighthearted and blase about their cancer when they are together, it’s sad and funny at the same time.
There was a whole discussion about literature which I really enjoyed. An author argues that characters cease to exist the moment a novel ends. Nothing happens to them. They’re fictions. Hazel’s favourite book ends in the middle of a
With one in three people developing cancer in their lifetime it’s something that I think about. John Green has dealt with this terrible human fear and illness in a beautiful, equally funny and heart-breaking way, much like life itself.
Hazel and Augustus could teach us all something about love and life.