Me Before You, Book #1 by Jojo Moyes (2012)

My Rating: 4.5/5

I was almost declined to read this book as I had observed how deft romance creators would be to persuade audiences. A bandwagon fans were rather oblivious on hackneyed theme being presented in whole platters, however its reiterated ploy was being marinated, as long as it had been able to reach the level of entertainment package required for the ratings which additional humorous plot was well delivered, like, it was worth all the money to enjoy, so be bothered no more. It is usually executed in modern Filipino shows and telenovelas today, but I won't begrudgingly curse about it since the huge market success was their ultimate target (gimme your money, fella! And I ensure your happiness). Nonetheless, I am still rooting for something new scenarios peppered in for summer. Something that would satisfy my senses without grudge and I see this book has an exemption whatever is said above.

Recently, I was more bewitched on dark fantasy storylines as I continue on reading the books of ASoIaF. I had also watched Captain America: Civil War twice; however, a friend of mine has been pleaded me to watch MBY with her on the big screen before our regular classes intervened this June and stuffed us with academic papers which was, surprisingly, I said yes. I would say that the trailer had partly convinced me to pick it up on the shelf, although the cover was plainly red and fonts scribbled in front won't make you awed because you are old enough to become gooey on book cover, right. I thought the book was designed for those who severely suffered myopia.

The woman who played Daenerys on HBO's GoT and Finnick from The Hunger Games are main characters for this movie adaptation and I suddenly blurted out thoughts that there might have been something crucial about this book that I badly needed to ascertain before I ushered myself off to cinema with my friend. It may appear unreasonable for me to pointed out the strong  influence of two actors, but this is how it works for me in the first place. Their cuteness in front of the camera was transparent evidence, especially when there were parts I had noticed their brows moved as if it has own lives proggramed somewhere I don't notice. I couldn't stop smiling and swoon from their closeness as we all had noticed the ubiquitous exposure and the match up for this movie was undeniably splendid. The theme song blended in the background was from Ed Sheeran album which is absolutely wonderful song choice as well. (loving can hurt...) the remnants of these lyrics were provoking big gash inside me, to be honest, and I don't know yet how to handle the pain.

The focal point of the story was all about the healthy, lovable, living soul, Louisa Clark, and how she'd been able to conceal those hidden things within herself that she was passionate about to perform ever since. It may be took too long before she eventually agreed upon those matters without anyone else in her family gets butthurt. Don't get me wrong but my first impression on Lou was not that good. I thought she's satisfied enough on her small fancy things in life and that she was too weak to impose decisions for good and has no much desire other than living with her obsessed boyfriend in flat, inseminate an ankle biter or two while simultaneously babysitting her old parents and offer some tea at night before lolled them off to bed. That was monotonous routine for anyone in the world who's downcast in the first place. Haul your ass! If I were questioned on her shuffled situation as grown up, I don't even like it.

Louisa had been pulled out in cafe and as breadwinner in the family she needed some courage to say so through her mom's face. But eventually she gained her job back as new carer of quad man for only six months. William Traynor was an intelligent businessman, handsome, rich, adventurous, he loved bungee jumping, riding his motorbike and sex a lot until one day he'd lost his senses, borne his burdens on his wheelchair and was invariably inactive.

"Oh, Clark, if you had any idea what I want to do to you right now."

There were some point that I thought it would be less painful if Will had died right after that motorbike accident, so that he won't suffer at all and feel miserable on his current situation under supervision of his two abled assistants, but he didn't. God was certained that he left his mission unfinished and that is to help the strayed young woman entirely dressed up her own style out from her suffocating cocoon embroidered per se in small town of England.

I almost choked from bawling hard. It so good and satisfying like it presented me the real situation in life. The emotions were transparent. The plot were conventionally relatable. It makes you laugh sweetly and bitterly crushed into pieces wondering what would be left here on earth that is worth fighting for. I swear several times on my sitting position while I was reading it, because tears won't stop trickled on my cheeks unless I cast bitter poison on my mouth. So scared I won't let people know inside home that my eyes were totally ramshackled. I can barely control my emotions. The bumblee bee tights, tattoos and the red dress all were jumbled up. Those flashback reverberated nonstop inside my head. Will is not that anyone else would say an incorrigible old hunk (OMG! It reminds me of Mr. Rochester). He maybe appeared sarcastic, patronizing Louisa for being blind and limiting herself from opportunities. He was just tired... and tired of people pretending they knew everything what he wants to do and whatnot. We all are. I am sick of it all. I hate being castigated or opposed by my authoritarian grandparents. I hate being controlled. I hate being judged. And he has making a point so true when she told Lou to cherish freedom now that she's still young and live boldly.

I had attached to this book for more than a week and I want to flip each page again and again. I saw things clearly why it has to be this way. Why Will had to be inexorable on his decision in the end. Lovely and it won't be the last period that I keep chasing Will Traynor and Louisa Clark. I hope the movie will come out as beautiful as Jojo has been weaved it and won't ruin my expectations up to the last.