The book haters were there before the movie haters, though, so let's take a warm bath in the kind of reviews that must have been intended to hit Green like toxic steam. But first: I did not include, on purpose, anyone who criticized this book from the vantage point of having a loved one with cancer (as the main characters of this book do). I have been lucky yet not to walk in those shoes and I am willing to concede that they have a point. Also, there's nothing funny about that. That said, we're off:
- "Albert Camus for babies"
- "The first chapter was rude, the kids can't speak proper English (like...I have cancer) and the whole thing is a liberal cliche' from the get go."
- "I am thinking the author is trying to live out his teenage years all over again, but it just comes off as a public service announcement." Being a teenager is so awesome and fun the first time, after all.
- "Yes, I'm glad I read it, but I never will again. It SUCKED!!!"
- "I bought the book based upon an interview with the author on 60 Minutes. The consensus was it wasn't a book about cancer but a love story. Sorry, but so far all it's been is about cancer."
- "I have read many books in English and Spanish and this is the first time I have felt this way about a book...complete emptiness." Spanish books are special, you see.
- "I didn't finish with any lasting feelings." This is the harshest, yet the most hilarious.
- "This is only more evidence that America needs a catharsis." Just kidding, this is the most hilarious.
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Really, doesn't America always need a catharsis?
I don't know, but we always seem to find one wherever we look.
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