on January 10th 2012
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Despite the tumor-shrinking medical miracle that has bought her a few years, Hazel has never been anything but terminal, her final chapter inscribed upon diagnosis. But when a gorgeous plot twist named Augustus Waters suddenly appears at Cancer Kid Support Group, Hazel's story is about to be completely rewritten.
Insightful, bold, irreverent, and raw, The Fault in Our Stars is award-winning author John Green's most ambitious and heartbreaking work yet, brilliantly exploring the funny, thrilling, and tragic business of being alive and in love.
I’ve read The Fault In Our Stars twice now, and my opinion of the book hasn’t really changed. I don’t love it. I don’t hate it. Yet it is a book filled with contrasts.
Hazel is both boring and exciting. For a main character, she’s not exactly the most riveting person to follow around. That’s okay – I don’t expect her to be. When you’re carrying around an oxygen tank the entire time, you have the right to be tedious. I do like how she went from being a passive teenager to opening up once Augustus came along. She’s not annoying (except for when she fixates on scrambled eggs being breakfast food). She’s tolerable.
Gus is both a gentleman and a douche. Augustus has been through a lot, being a cancer survivor. He is constantly surrounded by other people with cancer, yet he’s always smiling. He’s cheerful and good-natured and will do anything for the ones he loves, including giving up his Wish to take Hazel to Amsterdam so she can meet her favourite author. There’s no doubt in my mind that Gus was a good guy, but he was also a pretentious, pompous, vain assclown. The metaphor thing? Ridiculous. I wanted to smack those cigarettes right out of his mouth. Making his girlfriend and best friend live through his funeral twice? That’s just cruel. Dick move, Gus. Dick move.
Peter Van Houten is both… well, actually, he’s just a douche. I have nothing else to say about this guy. He’s a douche.
The book is both happy and sad. Even though it’s a cancer book where people lose their eyes and their lives, TFIOS is still filled with moments to make you laugh and smile. The dialogue being one of them – the book, in general, had a great sense of humour. Only to break your heart and punch you in the gut a couple pages later.
The writing is both ridiculous and amazing. I’m not even going to pretend I understood half of the vocabulary when Peter Van Houten was talking or writing. I have never seen so many random words strung together.
There’s also no consistency in this. One moment, Hazel and Augustus are talking like the deep philosophers there are, using such words that make me believe they both attended the University of Fancy, and the next, they’re back to “like, whatever” and things like that. If you’re going to turn your main characters into pretentious douche-nozzles, at least be consistent about it.
However, it did have some amazing quotes, like, “What a slut time is. She screws everybody.” and, “As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
I’m sure a lot of people will disagree with me on this (except for Karolina, who hates this book with a dying passion), but in my opinion, The Fault In Our Stars is by no means perfect. But it doesn’t have to be. Because it’s still a quick and enjoyable read, and one that made me smile.