I started reading up on the casting choices for the cinematic adaptation of The Fault In Our Stars, and seeing the hate and vitriol that people expel towards a product that doesn’t even exist yet, and how it will “ruin their memory” of the book… It all seems so stupid?

That is not how adaptations work. It’s never how adaptations have worked. When people complain that a film or TV show is not being “faithful” (to me) they are saying “I am not allowing the full artistic capabilities of a medium to  engulf me because I am too pre-occcupied with how it relates to it’s previous model”. I also call this the “Where’s the Quidditch?” argument.

The beauty of art is that it carries different meaning and power through its differing mediums. What works in a book will suck on film. This is why all those literary adaptations of movies that you see in bargain bins at your local bookstore always suck. When you perfectly use the original material as a complete blueprint for another medium, you might appease your “fears” for what may or may not have gone down. But you end up with something forgettable; a charade of the original, merely pretending when it should stand on it’s own two feet. I’m looking at you, The Perks Of Being A Wallflower.

If Mario Puzo fans had stepped in and complained about the change of focus and the casting of A-list actors in The Godfather, well, we may not have had The Godfather. Same goes for Jaws, Jurassic Park, West Side Story, Spec Ops: The Line… You name it, it probably had a basis in an original story that somebody out there loved and that somebody out there feels equally as robbed for a successor existing. As far as I know, the latter is the only reason Star Wars fans exist today.

The best inter-medium adaptations attain the original spirit of their works and translate them flawlessly into a new medium. This is why Game of Thrones works: an episodic television drama fits perfectly with the original themes of GRRM’s work, whilst being able to take it’s own unique path with the original creation.

So unless you end up with a Notebook/Twilight clone, don’t complain if a film doesn’t fit your vision 100%, or even if it doesn’t recreate the original 100%. Judge as it’s meant to be judged: as a film, saying it’s own message, with its own world and own merits and own medium to comprehend.

And even if it does come out bad, you still have the book.

- You’re going home because you’re a fighter.
- Hmm? 
- Because you told your cancer that you’re going to fight to the end, and that’s why you get to go home. They didn’t expect you to live for four more months, but you did. And now you can be one of those stories where you leave hospice, and you live for years, and get cured… and beat this thing for good. 

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imagecolporteur replied to your photo: Sometimes I feel greedy and bad for constantly…

you have a great outlook and attitude (being 100% truthful.)

The people close to me know it’s super-hard getting to this point. I spend weeks feeling like the worst person in the world. Then you have an epiphany and things seem manageable. From what I know, it’s about valuing those times when that happens, and riding it out when things get shit.

yeezytaughtme:

  1. love yourself like kanye loves himself
  2. believe in yourself like kanye believes in himself 
  3. know you’re the shit like kanye knows he’s the shit

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Sometimes I feel greedy and bad for constantly wanting stuff off of the back of my illness. But then I think, “y’know Albertinho, fuck that noise. Life’s dealt you a shit hand. May as well take all the freebies and cheat hands that you can in the meantime.”

In short, I went and pre-ordered both Daft Punk action figures and ain’t nobody gonna guilt me into thinking $120 on toys is a bad idea.

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I’m in hospital, I feel like I’ve driven the people closest to me away, they haven’t given me my meds in two days, my situation is only getting worse. I feel like crap, like a stagnant pig awaiting my spit roast. I want to do tyhings, I want to spend aimlessly and wander in the sunshine as it rains and waste away my afternoons at big bookstores but I can’t. And the more frustrated I get that I can’t, the more I lash out and just depress and annoy and push everyone that gives a shit.

I just wish I had a normal life.

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Cezar,
Eurovision 2013

isabellealightwood:

Ghost Opera Vampire Dubstep

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thatfuckingcrowv2:

what tekken game is this

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Just treating jen to #momofuku on the eve of her birthday (at Momofuku Seiōbo)

Got my bro #hyrulehistoria for his birthday #zelda #OoT #nintendo

RIP Easyway :(

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butcherbilly:

The Post-Punk / New Wave Super Friends by Butcher Billy

Who are your heroes?

Reblogged purely to make Amanda smile.

Post-Punk and New Wave super heroes? Uh, yes please. 

theworstday:

Political footballing threatens a service which has ensured the lives of Aboriginals in custody since 2000.

This isn’t just a legal hotline. Since it was put in place there have been no deaths in custody. This lifeline is now under threat.

If no governments commit to this vital resource it will close at the end of next month, 30th June 2013. It will take you two seconds to sign and you will be helping save countless lives.

Please help.

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fluffertothestars:

I don’t know who this person is but I love her  ^_^

Olivia’s name is literally in the second gif?