#tfios #tfios movie #in which augustus waters a pretentious jerk but he gets better #queue'd
I mean, that scene is word-for-word from the book, so don’t blame the movie! :) Yes, Gus is super pretentious at the start of the story. it’s a character flaw.
Gus wants to have a big and important and remembered life, and so he acts like he imagines people who have such lives act. So he’s, like, says-soliloquy-when-he-means-monologue pretentious, which is the most pretentious variety of pretension in all the world.
And then his performative, over-the-top, hyper-self-aware pretentiousness must fall away for him to really connect to Hazel, just as her fear of being a grenade must fall away. That’s what the novel is about. That is its plot.
Gus must make the opposite of the traditional heroic journey—he must start out strong and end up weak in order to reimagine what constitutes a rich and well-lived life.
Basically, a 20-second clip from the first five minutes of a movie is not the movie.
(Standard acknowledgement here that I might be wrong, that I am inevitably defensive of TFIOS, that it has many flaws, that there’s nothing wrong with critical discussion, and that a strong case could be made that I should not insert myself into these conversations at all.)
#leave it to John to turn anon hate into a social commentary #john green #vlogbrothers #dftba #queue'd
There is so much of this stuff in my ask box, and most of it not even anonymous, but I don’t want to call out any particular user because I know they’ll then get a lot of hateful asks and the cycle will just continue.
First off, there’s a comma splice in your ask. I just have to let you know that, on account of how I’m a pretentious prick.
I hope that I’m not transphobic. I’ve been public and vocal in my support for the rights of trans people for years, and I’ve tried over the years to amplify trans voices rather than pretending to be able to speak for them.
Look, I am a person, and I am not a particularly good one. I am screwed up and make a lot of mistakes. But I am not a piece of trash. I would imagine that you are also screwed up and make a lot of mistakes, but you aren’t a piece of trash either.
But it is still hurtful—very hurtful—to hear people call me a piece of trash. It just makes me sad to hear, the way I think it would make most people sad to hear. The certainty and lack of nuance in that characterization reflects a broader lack of nuance in online discourse these days that just bums me out.
|Dad:||Why the hell did you put a comma there?|
|Dad:||Do you even know what a participial phrase is?|
|Dad:||Omg. He's like my favorite character of all time.|
|Dad:||Who should I dress up as for the movie premier?|
|Dad:||Hey are you awak? I know it's late, but you read Animal Farm, right? Yeah. I need you to read this report. I can't tell if I am just super tired or if this is actual bullshit.|
|Dad:||Alesha wouldn't be able to spell 'definitely' right if wrote it down for her. She would fucking erase it and then write 'defiantly', because she doesn't care. I hate her.|
|Dad:||I need you to bake brownies. I lost a bet.|
|Dad:||Omg. You cannot ship me with Gilcher. You know I don't like tattoos and he's like twenty-five. And for Christ's sake, he teaches math.|
|Dad:||Omg. Gilcher said the funniest thing today.|
|Dad:||Mrs. Ashworth and I have decided to start a band. It'll be called Great Expectations.|
|Dad:||It's like you didn't read the fucking book.|
|Dad:||Okay. So this week you're reading this book I stole from Mrs. Ashworth's. It's like sixty pages long, but you'll love it.|
|Dad:||*puts books on my bed for me to read everyday and demands that I read them*|
|Dad:||My son doesn't like reading. I have not only failed him, but society. You aren't my son. Leave.|
|Dad:||Okay. So you're getting books for Christmas. All of you. I get discounts on them since I'm a teacher, and since I'm a teacher, it's all I can afford, so...|
|Dad:||Fucking standardized testing can go fuck itself in the ass.|
|Dad:||I have to teach for the required testing instead of what they really need to know.|
|Dad:||Fuck the government.|
|Dad:||Fuck the school board.|
|Dad:||Close the door.|
|Dad:||Charles Dickens was so fucking pretentious, and I hate him, but he also caused change, but he's such a Dick. Ha. DICKens.|
|Dad:||I love puns.|
|Dad:||People who say sarcasm is the lowest form of humor are assholes.|
|Dad:||Please shut up.|
|Dad:||Catching Fire was the worst book but the best movie and that feels weird.|
|Dad:||I wouldn't get so mad when you call me at school if you didn't change your ringtones to inappropriate rap music.|
|Dad:||I fucking hate Alesha. She asked what countries were apart of Austria-Hungary today and I almost told her to get out.|
|Dad:||You cannot visit my school in a dress that short. There are boys there.|
|Dad:||Barbra Parks is fucking Queen.|
|Dad:||I need you to make me a good, relaxing playlist for silent reading. I'm too lazy.|
|Dad:||If I have to watch two of my students grind on each other at one more dance, I will kill them both.|
|Dad:||They act like I care what they think.|
|Dad:||I hate homework.|
|Dad:||I have decided to become a politician.|
|Dad:||What's the one book with the guys and the one kills the other and the chick without a name who dies and the short angry man? Mouseman? Oh my fucking gosh. Of Mice and Men. I have failed.|