Some movies are made to make you sit on the edge of your seat in suspense. Some make you laugh until it hurts. Some make you gasp in fear. The Fault in Our Stars was made for one purpose only, and that is to make you cry. If that is entertaining for you, this movie is right up your alley.
As a movie on its own (if you can remove the emotion it attempts to wrestle from you) it is ok I guess. Cancer stricken girl falls for cancer-remission boy, in a relationship that you know from the beginning is not going to end well for anyone involved. And that is the problem I have with this movie, nearly from the get-go all it wants to do is see the audience covered in tears. It does a good job of it too, by the time it was over, plenty of grown men in the the theater with me (all with a girl that dragged them to it I’m sure) had a piece of dirt or something in their eye causing it to water uncontrollably. This is a definite chick flick, and the numbers played out, with an 82% female audience (and 79% under the age of 25) on opening weekend.
I’m comfortable enough in my skin to admit I’ve been known to choke up at a good movie, but this one is a little overkill for me. My wife teased me that I’d be a waterworks before we went in, but while I only shed a tear or two, she was a blubbering mess, so I guess I’m just outside the demographic on this one. But guys, you can earn some serious points by taking your date to this film.
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