For those who don’t follow John Green’s Twitter feed religiously or if you’re one of those people who avoid spoilers like one would avoid a plague, The Fault In Our Stars: The Movie has officially begun filming. Seriously, I’m not joking. This is a real thing that is actually happening. Our beloved Hazel Grace & Augustus Waters are no longer just fictional characters on the page. No, they’re now fictional characters being portrayed by real human beings. And there’s actual physical evidence to support this fact! Green has been snapping pics and making videos constantly on set, from adorable group hugs to mysterious snapshots of unopened fan mail perched at the bottom of a staircase. It’s caused his devoted readers to have a nonstop, endless fangasm.
I’m not gonna lie, watching all these behind the scenes goodies has made me really, REALLY excited for the movie. Which is strange, because you know me. I’ve learned from my mistakes. I know not to get my hopes up. I know that despite everything, I’ll end up weeping from dissatisfaction and disappointment. I’m one of those fangirls who has been coerced into believing there will be no better adaptation than the one she’s created in her head.
I’m also the kind of girl to write out a hefty list of requirements and choose a handful (I’m being modest here) of scenes for the filmmakers to follow and copy right out of the book. Honestly, when I sought out the novel for the second time, that was my intention. I planned to nitpick and be my usual demanding self. However, when I fell into that world, when I held hands and sat on swing-sets with those characters, I couldn’t do it. There was no possible way for me to dissect and single out particular events and conversations that I deemed “important.” It was all momentous. It was all significant. There wasn’t one memorable line, one crucial feeling, one pivotal crooked smile that I could conceivably put above the others. I hardly gave myself the chance to breathe between sobs and good last days let alone make myself put the book down and choose.
I won’t, either. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter, because how can you go back to your every-day life after reading that book? How can you deny that uncontrollable need to ink someone with your life, with your scar, after taking everything that you learned and experienced into your heart? I don’t care what they leave out, alter, or change. You can’t take away what I felt because of that story no matter how hard you try. It’s not possible.
Yes, I know, Augustus. Life is not a wish granting factory. With each consecutive alteration of a book you unconditionally love, you inevitably comprehend that those noteworthy moments you just can’t live without will, most likely, not make it into the movie. I understand that. Trust me, I get it. It’s just that I have this hope. I have this ridiculously naive hope that makes me believe we are going to get an adaptation worthy of the novel. From what I’ve seen so far and from what I’ve heard, I get this feeling deep in my gut that tells me I’m not wrong about this.
I hardly doubt I’m the only one. I mean, look. Look at this! How can you not adore THIS?
If there was one thing, though. If there was one thing that I could ask for? I really, more so than any other time, wish they would leave the dialogue be. Is it an improbable, pipe dream kind of fantasy? Sure, it is. But that doesn’t mean it won’t come true.
Do you love The Fault In Our Stars? Which scenes from the novel are your favorite? Who’s your favorite character? Are you hopelessly in love with Augustus Waters? What’s your favorite quote? How many times have you read the book? What did you think of all the behind the scenes goodness? Are you excited for the film adaptation? What essential scenes do you think need to be in the film? Tell me in the comments!