
Wanting to get her concerned mother (Laura Dern, wise and wonderful as ever) off her back, Hazel agrees to go to a teens-with-cancer support group at a local church.

What the film lacks in grave seriousness it makes up for with its sappy, but rarely treacly, charms. Neither was Love Story, or A Walk to Remember, or any of the myriad other tearjerkers that play out in the same fashion. She’s not badly cast, in fact she’s often very good in the film, but her innate shine is an important reminder that TFIOS isn’t really interested in showing us the true ugliness of death and dying. That’s partly owed to the movie’s aesthetic, all soft, warm tones, but it’s also because Hazel is played by Woodley, who glows like a California sunset, and seems so good of spirit that she’s like some otherworldly immortal. But because this is a Hollywood movie, she also has a radiance about her that reads as anything but death’s looming specter. With her post-chemo short hairdo and trusty oxygen tank by her side, we know that Hazel is sick. It’s good news for all involved, but I fear many of your daughters, and no doubt some of your sons, are pretty much doomed.ĭirected with wit and low-key grace by Josh Boone, TFIOS tells us the sad, sweet story of Hazel Grace Lancaster (Shailene Woodley), a sixteen-year-old Indiana girl who is dying of thyroid and lung cancer. Meaning, this hugely anticipated movie does exactly the job it’s meant to do. Based on John Green’s smash hit novel, TFIOS, as it’s commonly referred to on the Internet, is pitched nearly perfectly in a frequency that many of us can detect, but that particularly sends certain young people into hysterical fits. No, I’m worried that many of them won’t make it through this coming weekend, reduced to messy puddles of tears and feelings as they will be by the new Y.A.


Not because of drugs or naughty music or even the state of the economy.
