The movie was released last week and I tried to read the novel again to remind myself of the storyline. I read the first six chapters before I couldn't read any more. I knew what was coming and I couldn't go through with it. I closed it and leant to a friend.
This weekend, I went to watch the movie with MrIceGuy, I took in tissues. And I needed them. The movie is as close to the book as it could be in the time frame. It is a no holds barred emotional train wreck and I don't think there was a dry eye in the cinema. At one point I think, everyone was crying. Not just a little tear trickling daintily down their cheek, it was the painful gripping of your stomach as you try to breath through the pain kind of cry. Actual body rocking sobbing.
I think seeing the characters as real people made the sorrow that much more real. I connected with the parents more and I could feel their pain for their kids. I could feel the pain from them all.
It was painful to watch, but I left feeling relief and love for all my loved ones. And grateful for a brief insight into the pain that is watching loved ones suffer and not being able to do a single thing about it.
The Fault In Our Stars Movie