why do I even do this to myself? I ""read"" this book and hated it. I saw this poster and hated it. And yet, I took time out of my day to watch this. the mom was such a victim in this. If I was forced to marry that stupid ass man bc I got pregnant with his child at 17 just to have a daughter like Clara and to have my husband cheating on me with my sister I would honestly crash out. Them both dying in a car accident was really a blessing in disguise. I started the movie hating Clara, then I started liking her (for all, her father did just die) but then by the end I hated her again. The scene where her and her bf (I don't remember his name) reconcile in the movie theater and she just climbs him in front of everyone (this scene in the middle of the poster) made me so irrationally mad, like you could've just kissed. also her friend that was just there to be annoying, say some inconsiderate shit and be a burden to that family could've been just unwritten and wouldn't make a difference.