Definitely Not Our Fault!

Movie audiences make us deliriously happy!

A few days before the showing of the film, my social media accounts were flooded with #TheFaultInOurStars anticipation, so it got me curious as to what the fuss was all about. I haven't read the book, nor seen the trailer. All I know is that it's a tearjerker chick flick. I asked my friend J to watch it with me, but she couldn't make it. Since I was already psyched into watching the movie, I asked Mom to join me instead.

Mom said her FB friends confirmed that it was really a tearjerker. We even joked about bringing tissue into the movie house (Just to be sure, we brought a pack with us anyway). A few minutes into the movie, we were bombarded with cheesy lines and pa-cute scenes, and we both knew that we were not the target market. I jokingly told mom, "I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I know, this is really my fault huhuhu."

I knew that it was this big drama, and I was ready to bawl my eyes out. But a few minutes into the movie, I realized it was never going to happen. For starters, Hazel Grace and Augustus, who were supposed to be sick with cancer, just looked too damn healthy. They were also too damn eloquent. Every now and then, they would spout stuff like "Grief does not change you. It reveals you," "The marks humans leave are too often scars," " I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once." Okay, okay, it's a movie, I get it. And it wasn't so bad, actually, but what had E and me guffawing with laughter is the audience. They sighed and whimpered. They gasped and ohh-ed and ahh-ed. They would recite the popular lines, telling all and sundry that they knew them by heart. And what's surprising about this is that the audience was mostly made up of adults! Yes, not teeny boppers, but adults! In fact, the women on E's right were a group of fifty-something ladies! Wow!

Lolas! That's what they were. A group of lola friends were on my right, smiling at the kilig moments and explaining to each other the scenes as they happened. In the boy meets girl scene, the crowd "aww-ed" in chorus, as if rehearsed. I couldn't help but utter: "Get a grip people!" I said it softly, but not softly enough because the Lola beside me heard and I could have sworn that she gave me a death stare. Yikes!

In one of the film's tearjerker of a moment, Hazel Grace Lancaster reads Augustus Waters his eulogy. Her eyes brimming with tears, she goes: "I want more numbers that I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I can not tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful."

In the stillness of the theater, I could hear the woman sitting on my left trying courageously to hold back the tears. She was trying so hard, but she couldn't help it. She let out a silent whimper, and that's when E tugged at my shoulder, whispering not quite so softly: "Ma, I have something to tell you." I  gestured for her to be quiet, but she was insistent. "Ma, I just have to tell you one thing. When she said grateful, I can't help but think about that scene in Toy Story 2 with the Martians: 'You saved our lives. We are eternally grateful.'"

And with that, I let out a big gasp and tried so very, very hard not to laugh. If it weren't for the woman having her moment on my left as well as all the other moviegoers who were having quite a good cry, I would have let out a big MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

At the end of the movie, we piled out of the theater; most of the moviegoers had eyes still puffy from crying. As for E and I, well, we were smiling from ear to ear, and all too excited to get to the car so that finally, we could let out a big laugh!

Don't get us wrong; we don't hate the movie. It was actually nice but it's really for teenagers. And well, the crowd was just so OA! It's either that or I have a heart of stone. Haha!


  1. Just one of your kilig moment to laugh instead of crying to the next level. Well, for sure, you enjoyed seeing people cry.

  2. I like the format of your review and that's a nice idea think about toy story at the tearjerker moments. Yeah, I guess, the movie is definitely for teenagers.

  3. I love movies, i will try to check this one out in the internet later, nice review





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Erika is a budding entrepreneur, who dreams of having her own fashion label one day. She's the mommy of Sophie and the daughter of Jing, a fortysomething single mom of four, who's a writer, editor, and craft enthusiast. Click here to read more.