To be quite honest, I have been thinking a lot about whether or not I would right about this. First off, this book was one of the only books that had me sobbing so much that I actually had to put it down and come back to it later. I can't tell you why that is. I guess it just happened that way. I wasn't one of those cool kids that read it forever ago, and can say they read it before everyone else. No, I read it one day a year and a half ago and to this day I haven't read a book that moved me as much as this did. John Green just has a way with words like no other author I have read, and he just makes you fall in love with his characters.
Enough about this, back to the real point of this post.... the movie.
It is 12:52am on Friday, which means I spent the last two hours watching the movie based on this book that changed the way I view all other books. Just so you know, yes! I loved it. Everything about it. It was just perfect, and I felt like I saw the story I loved so dearly truly come to life. However, this isn't a post about that. This is a post about the people behind us.
I was sitting here in bed trying to fall asleep, but I just couldn't get this anger and frustration out of my head. I have decided instead that I need to vent. So I apologize, but this just needs to happen and you are free to stop reading here. I am sorry if you thought this was going to be a cute post about how much I loved the movie, but I can't think about that right now. So in order to get to that state here is a letter to those moviegoers behind us. Warning: THE BELOW CONTENT HAS SPOILERS!
Dear College Kids Behind Us At the Movie Theater,
How are you? I hope life is treating you well. Well kind of. I would probably say otherwise, but I guess I am just too good of a person. Haha I would just like to let you know that I did not appreciate your behavior during my movie going experience. Yes, I knew full well going into this that I would be dealing with a lot of 14-year-olds freaking out every time Augustus waters came on screen, or anytime they recognized a reference to the book. I know there would be clapping, and screaming, and all sorts of oooing and aaaahhing. I however did not think that I would have to sit through fifteen minutes of you guys laughing at everyone crying in the theater during a eulogy for an 18-year-old who had just died of cancer. Not to mention continuing to laugh for the entire remainder of the movie.
I get it. The whole theater consisted of those under the age of 14, and there were maybe four boys total. I get your need to feel masculine and proud to surrender your emotions to a movie that you would have to find in the Teen section of Barnes & Noble. I too found myself getting annoyed at all the screaming and obsessing, but I knew full well what I was getting into. Yeah, the majority of the humans there were much much younger than me, but in a way we were all united in this book that had touched us in some way to make us want to pay hard earned money to see it come to life on screen. Yeah, I couldn't help but giggle at the lady behind us that blew her nose WAY too loudly, but stuff happens. I was expecting so many things, but again I was not prepared for your horrendous behavior that really kind of ruined my experience of something that meant so much to me.
You may say, "Shelby, relax! It's just a book! It isn't real. The whole thing is fiction." Yes, this particular story may have been fiction, but the fundamentals of this story are not. There is literally someone every single day that has to go through this. Go through the pain that is known as cancer whether it be someone close to you, or you yourself. I am sorry, but fictional story or not, I do not see a time that it is EVER okay to laugh at those who have had to experience cancer. It seriously just makes me sick that your first response was to laugh. Yes, you could hear the sniffling around the theater like it was surround sound, but everyone has had their battles. There were points where your laughter was so loud I couldn't even hear what was being said.
I know this is a pointless rant, but please college kids behind us, next time you decide to go to an early showing of a show (or any show for that matter) please do us all a favor and save your $10 until it comes out on Redbox, and you can laugh from the comfort of your own home.
Your Fellow Moviegoer,
Alright humans, the rant is officially over! Okay?