Available from Amazon in Hardcover for $8.99
Buy it if: You
are over the age of 14
Don’t Buy it if: You are overly prone to tears. It could get you.
I finally picked
up The Fault In Our Stars, which has been sitting patiently on my desk -
a recommendation by one of you, dear
readers – and slid it into my carry-on. On my flight to London last week, I turned the
first the page. Flying home three days, it has gone back in the bag, sadly
complete.
I wish I
had not waited so long. Truly. I say the following with no hint of hyperbole
or metaphor: I can find no fault with this book. This is not to say that everyone will enjoy
it. Or that everyone should enjoy
it. I only mean this in the most literal
sense. There is nothing about Jon
Green’s words that invite improvement.
While there may be no perfect work of art, it’s led me to believe art
can – very rarely – have perfect execution.
To admit this as a possibility feels like a bit of a critical cop-out,
but there it is. And I believe it.
But, let me
back up. There is a good chance that if
you are over the age of 18, no one is even trying to sell you this book. Oh sure, it was a New York Times Bestseller
(but these days doesn’t it practically need to be in order receive the real
commitment of actual paper and ink?) and you may occasionally glance it on your
Amazon homepage (if you’re not too busy frantically searching for that
perfectly whimsical birthday gift that also happens to include free “Prime”
shipping) Even then, it’s certain to be
grouped almost literally below our line of sight in the s“Young Adult Fiction”
category.
Do
understand, the book is focused on a few young adults, written from the
perspective of a 16-year-old cancer patient and set squarely in their
world. To be sure, it quite literally is fiction about young adults.
But here is
why applying that label is false – a disservice even – to those of us beyond
legal drinking age. The feeling, thoughts and emotions of the 16-year-olds of
this world are every bit as real, complex and present as they are to those of
us with a few gray hairs. It sounds
obvious to say, but as we get older, it just naturally becomes harder to
believe. A longer history of emotional
highs and lows is to blame, I think.
So far removed, how many adults
have really succeeded in capturing
that perspective? Not equivocally, but
realistically. Hardly any at all, I say. And to the degree that Jon Green does - with
certainty - none that I have read. It
took something as genuine as The Fault In Our Stars to make it apparent
how many similar attempts are found wanting.
Maybe a master like Judy Blume invites comparison, but with her aim at a
younger audience, it’s tough to say.
Yet the
voice of Hazel Grace, 16-year-old cancer patient, is delivered seamlessly,
wholly and accurately. How can I
know? I guess I can’t. But I still feel certain that I do. It is the highest compliment I can pay the
author without fear that I will fall short of conveying how unerringly
transparent that voice is.
I can
understand if some of you might still be wary.
For anyone born post-1990, this book deploys effective camouflage, but
it is absolutely worth the chance. I implore that you seek it out. At 250 pages or so, there are few better
investments of time you can make this year.
