It's not the topic of the story that gets to me so much (although it is true that this particular type of book and film are totally cliche *cough* My Sister's Keeper *cough*, and I'm not sure how I feel about people capitalising from other people's suffering), but it's more the characters (and pretty much all of the plot) that aggravate me the most.
I'll start with the male protagonist. For some reason everyone seems to be swooning over him, but I just don't get it. I'll put it out there: I think Augustus is a creep. He's manipulative, he's cringeworthy and his grasp of the English language is just plain bizarre. The amount of "I want an Augustus" and "Augustus is what all boys should be like" I've seen slapped all over social media recently actually slightly scares me a little bit. He is the perfect example of everything I would not want in a boyfriend. Arrogant, pretentious and just plain embarrassing to be around, Augustus Waters is the living embodiment of kill-me-now. He speaks as if he's in a Shakespeare play (I mean, what 17 year old really comes out with a speech involving the 'inevitability of oblivion'/uses the phrase 'all our labour will be returned to dust'?!) Frankly, I'd rather receive a text. And if anyone ever tried that cigarette metaphor stunt around me I would have not be "okay". Cringe. Me. Later.
As for that kissing scene in the Anne Frank house, am I the only one who thought that was totally bizarre? It's weird enough having a first kiss at a bus stop, yet alone inside one of the world's major memorial sites. When I visited Amsterdam, I felt too awkward to even speak inside that place, let alone start fornicating on the floorboards. If I had, I highly doubt the entirety of the room would have given me a standing ovation like the applause Augustus and Hazel receive. Chances are I would have been thrown out and told to have some respect, and rightly so.
I feel I'd better stop now before this gets out of control. Normal service will begin shortly.
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