The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This is the book that makes all other books look like fake, pulp-fiction residue of literature.
Diagnosed with Stage IV thyroid cancer at 13, Hazel was prepared to die until, at 14, a medical miracle shrunk the tumours in her lungs... for now.
Two years post-miracle, sixteen-year-old Hazel is post-everything else, too; post-high school, post-friends and post-normalcy. And even though she could live for a long time (whatever that means), Hazel lives tethered to an oxygen tank, the tumours tenuously kept at bay with a constant chemical assault.
Enter Augustus Waters. A match made at cancer kid support group, Augustus is gorgeous, in remission, and shockingly to her, interested in Hazel. Being with Augustus is both an unexpected destination and a long-needed journey, pushing Hazel to re-examine how sickness and health, life and death, will define her and the legacy that everyone leaves behind.
Okay. Where to start? Well, first of all, I immediately just DIED when I finished it and then was resurrected by an unholy need to write a review. This is one of those books where you read from start to finish in one sitting and then realize that it's 1 AM and you have no idea what you just did the day before. I wanted to cry SO BAD.
Of course, there is the absence of the fifth star and I'll explain that: this book just seemed to be trying way too hard. Hazel was too smart and insightful. The end was too sad. The plot was trying too hard to make sense of death, of life. The trip to Amsterdam was just way too much.
But even then, I still enjoyed this story. I still enjoyed the characters. I still felt for the characters, especially at the *SPOILER* not so happy ending. *SPOILER ENDED*
This is the first book by John Green I have ever read. And it probably will not be the last.
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