I purchased “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” as a paperback some time ago and never read it. Then, as I was waiting for another audiobook to become available, I picked this one up.
And, oh boy.
Greg Gaines is the last master of high school espionage, able to disappear at will into any social environment. He has only one friend, Earl, and together they spend their time making movies, their own incomprehensible versions of Coppola and Herzog cult classics.
Until Greg’s mother forces him to rekindle his childhood friendship with Rachel.
Rachel has been diagnosed with leukemia—-cue extreme adolescent awkwardness—-but a parental mandate has been issued and must be obeyed. When Rachel stops treatment, Greg and Earl decide the thing to do is to make a film for her, which turns into the Worst Film Ever Made and becomes a turning point in each of their lives.
And all at once Greg must abandon invisibility and stand in the spotlight.
Short version – I did not like it. At all.
I think I managed to pull through “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” only because it was an audiobook (narrated by Thomas Mann and R.J. Cyler) and it was not a rather short one. It served as a more pleasurable – most of the time – background to the noise at my work, but I must admit that if I had picked it up in a physical form, I would have DNF’ed it almost immediately.
Rarely, I ever get so angry at the book. I have read my fair share of poorly constructed prose and characters lacking development, but seldom I get to read a book which was completely pointless. (Oh, wait. I know one other. But I won’t be pointing fingers.)
As I listened to “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” and got more and more frustrated with it, I went to GoodReads to read reviews of other people and was surprised to see some of the bloggers that I follow praise this book for its humour! Excuse me, but what humour?
“Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” has the most ridiculous dialogues full of swear words and ranting that most of the time has nothing to do with the plot. The jokes are supposed to self-deprecating, as the book is told from Greg’s perspective, and he states at the very beginning that he is very socially awkward. However, those jokes fall short by much and make Greg seem like a shallow person, incapable of even empathy towards a dying girl.
Greg is not funny or likeable at all. I found him quite pathetic. Can’t say I liked Earl more, but at least Earl did exhibit real emotions towards Rachel, while Greg was faking his way through it. Rachel, although she is part of the plot and even is mentioned in the title, barely gets any dialogue at all. If you think this book is anything like “The Fault in Our Stars” (which I did not like for the plot but could appreciate for the writing style and execution) – think the exact opposite. There is no real emotion in “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl”, and I hated all of the characters.
I don’t understand the point of “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” story. The narrative was either Greg ranting in a stream of consciousness or repeating word to word the dialogues in the form similar to a script. Everything that was happening felt pointless. I can’t believe this book was published – no, even written! – as it gives readers nothing.
The narration of “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” was okay. It was the only thing that pulled me through the book. So, if I had to be precise – 1 star goes to the plot, and 1 star to the narrators, which makes it 2 stars overall.
If you want to read a contemporary YA novel, there are plenty of better (and even mediocre) novels that you can read. Do not waste your time on “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl”, unless you want to see for yourself how bad it is. I can’t wait to unhaul this book from my shelves.
Rating: 2 stars