Friday, June 6, 2014

Okay. Okay.

The Fault in Our Stars was a beautiful story to experience. I have not read the book so my critique, or rather praise, may be somewhat limited; however, I do not think that takes away the validity of my perspective. 

The movie captured real life, real stories, and real people...in a not so real way. The story was traditionally speaking, a work of fiction, the stories within the film were far from unrealistic. There was an infinite number of circumstances that touched the heart of every member of the audience in an infinite number of ways. 


"Some infinities are bigger than other infinities."

The tale John Green so beautifully constructed dealt with the obvious; it dealt with death, with love, with wanting to be or mean more, with time - or the lack of enough time... but it dealt with so much more, it dealt with faith, inspiration, strength, trust, vigor and courage - a fight, challenges, and what it takes to overcome them, and metaphors that would make any grown man weep at in the simplistic beauty of. 

“It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.” 

I cannot think of anything to do but to share the impact the story has impressed upon my heart. 

“That’s part of what I like about the book in some ways. It portrays death truthfully. You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence” 

Everyone wants to matter, to be big or important or special. We all have this innate desire to shine. To show people that we are here, we are capable, we are talented, we are wonderful.
We are wonderful.
You are wonderful.

We shine in ways we couldn't even begin to imagine. Augustus - the main male character - wanted to be big, to be large, to show the world he was a hero - in a big way, in a small way, he wanted to be known by the world. I think we all want to. And I think we don't truly appreciate or realize the effect we have on the people around us. Augustus was a hero - maybe not to the world - but to Hazel...and to me. I think the outlook that Green wrote into his character, or that Ansel Elgort portrayed for that matter, was a breath of fresh air and a beautiful view I can only strive to hold. There was a humor and lightheartedness in death. The death was inevitable, it was life they could celebrate and enjoy. 

Green dealt with love, the greatest and truest part of life almost anyone desires to experience. 

  "I'm in love with you and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you."

"As he read I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once."

It took his players by storm, it overtook them like a wave overtaking the shore and swept them away into this imperfect perfection of truth and reality.

In this world we live in, I think there is little to keep us alive. There is not much we have...

“There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.” 

But the one thing that will be remembered, I think, for eternity and beyond, is love. Not in its physical or emotional state or any other state you could fathom for that matter, but in a sense that regardless of life and death, in this world that we live, there will always be love. Somewhere, in some far corner of the world, there is a love that encompasses a people, and those people will share and continue to share the love with a person and a culture and a generation and a nation and a world and a universe and a life. I know that we will end, but love goes on. Not in a love story that is passed, not from a book or a song, but thin inexplicable feeling of perfection in the worst times and someone to share with in the best times. 

Shailene Woodley and Ansel Elgort captured the spirit and truth behind the characters. The two actors took their characters and made them people. People everyone can relate to. They made them real. 

The Fault in Our Stars captured the real. I can only dream that we, as a people, will be nothing less than real. That we will not hide behind facades or fears. That we will take life by the horns and swing the bull around. That we will say our lives have no fault - we are amazing; we are the lucky ones

Okay. Okay.

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