I had to laugh reading PopWatch Confessional: I didn’t cry once during ‘Fault in Our Stars’ on Entertainment Weekly’s website.
Since EW writer Erin Strecker was brave enough to confess, I’ll go there too. I didn’t cry either.
Yes, I enjoyed the movie.
Yes, it was sad.
Yes, I see why girls are swooning over Ansel Elgort.
Yes, Shailene Woodley is the real deal.
Yes, some tears welled up. But no, I didn’t cry.
I took my daughter and a group of her friends to see TFIOS with another mom. That mom? She cried the entire time the last 30 minutes of the film.
I’m a movie crier too! In fact, the night before seeing TFIOS, I cried at the end of “Big Fish” and I’ve seen that movie several times.
There was just something missing for my tear ducts to turn on. (Maybe it went too fast at the end?)
But here’s the thing: the movie wasn’t made for me. It was made for my daughter and her friends and all the other pre-teens and teens who loved the book.
And, yes, my daughter cried plenty.