First of all, I have to apologise for not posting a Funny Saturday this weekend, to say we were busy would be an understatement, but I won’t bore you with those details.
Friday, opening night, we were in the theatre watching (and crying) to The Fault in our Stars.
We had gotten our tickets on tuesday and a good thing, as the movie sold out for Friday and Saturday nights by Thursday, as two poor girls who showed up at the theatre the night of found out. I felt kind of bad for them. If you follow me on facebook or twitter, you will have seen the amazing t-shirts my daughter Keisha made for us all.
And the cake
So we had a bit of a party at the house before we left. Sparkling grape juice so we could “drink the stars” and a house full of four excited teenagers.
I had heard leading up to the actual movie, how close the screenplay was to the book and for once, I wasn’t dissapointed with the changes made from book to script. In fact, there were so FEW changes that the ones they made were negligible. It was spectacular. The ONLY downfall, if one could be named, was that I already knew what was going to happen and started getting choked up before the really sad parts even hit the screen. But that is a small thing.
The cast: I loved the cast and Ansel Elgort deserves and ocsar nod for his role. Seriously. His emotional range was spectacular and although for most of the movie we see him smiling (or so subtly flirting with his eyes that even I felt like blushing), when his character finally breaks down, I truly believed it. Watching him fight back tears on the riverbank when he tells Hazel that he “lit up like a Christmas Tree”, and seeing his lip quiver, it undid me. The scene in the car outside the gas station, he just let it all go. Tremendously. Tragically.
Shailene Woodley was also excellent in her portrayal of Hazel. I knew I would like her, but I wasn’t as struck by her as Ansel. She was very good, but she didn’t reach me the same way.
Without going down an entire cast breakdown, I will say that the rest of the enseble was perfectly cast and I loved all of them. The only character who didn’t resonate with me very well was Willem Defoe as Peter Van Houten. I couldn’t help thinking that (tragically, he died a short while ago, so couldn’t) that Philip Seymore Hoffman would have been so much better in that part. Peter was a bigger man in the book, Willem, although a great actor, is tiny. It gave me too much disconnect. But again, no adaptation is ever going to live up to the way it plays out in your head when you’re reading.
I truly did love the movie overall. I smiled through my own tears when I heard the stifled breathing and sniffles of a sobbing audience. My youngest daughter Kathryn curled herself into the crook of my arm as she cried through at least twenty minutes of film time. Thank goodness we all brought kleenexes.
Now I’m looking forward to seeing Chef, Jon Favreau’s new movie. After that, there are a lot of really great books-to-movies being released this summer, as I mentioned in a post last week.
In other news, last night I auditioned for a musical with the local theatre company. I shot for the main character, but will be happy with even a small part of the ensemble. Just getting back into a theatre again felt great.
It looks like another very beautiful day out there, so have a happy Monday everyone.