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Me and Earl and the Dying Girl (Movie Tie-in Edition)

3.5/5 (62 évaluations)
317 pages
3 heures
May 26, 2015


The book that inspired the hit film!
Sundance U.S. Dramatic Audience Award
Sundance Grand Jury Prize
This is the funniest book you’ll ever read about death.
It is a universally acknowledged truth that high school sucks. But on the first day of his senior year, Greg Gaines thinks he’s figured it out. The answer to the basic existential question: How is it possible to exist in a place that sucks so bad? His strategy: remain at the periphery at all times. Keep an insanely low profile. Make mediocre films with the one person who is even sort of his friend, Earl.
        This plan works for exactly eight hours. Then Greg’s mom forces him to become friends with a girl who has cancer. This brings about the destruction of Greg’s entire life.
        Fiercely funny, honest, heart-breaking—this is an unforgettable novel from a bright talent, now also a film that critics are calling "a touchstone for its generation" and "an instant classic."

Includes a discussion with Jesse Andrews and an annotated excerpt from the screenplay!

“One need only look at the chapter titles (“Let’s Just Get This Embarrassing Chapter Out of the Way”) to know that this is one funny book.”
Booklist, starred review

“Though this novel begs inevitable thematic comparisons to John Green's The Fault in Our Stars (2011), it stands on its own in inventiveness, humor and heart.”
Kirkus Reviews, starred review

New York Times bestseller!

Capitol Choices 2013 - Noteworthy Titles for Children and Teens
Cooperative Children’s Book Center (CCBC) Choices 2013 list - Young Adult Fiction
YALSA 2013 Quick Picks for Reluctant Young Adult Readers
YALSA 2013 Best Fiction for Young Adults
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May 26, 2015

À propos de l'auteur

Jesse Andrews is the New York Times bestselling author of Me and Earl and the Dying Girl and the screenwriter of that book’s Sundance Grand Jury Prize–winning movie adaptation. He’s also the author of The Haters, which Booklist called “effortlessly readable, deeply enjoyable,” in a starred review. He lives in Brooklyn.

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Me and Earl and the Dying Girl (Movie Tie-in Edition) - Jesse Andrews



So I guess we should start with the first day of senior year. Which was actually awesome until Mom got involved.

I mean, awesome is a relative term. My expectations were low, obviously. Maybe awesome is too strong a word. The sentence should be: I was pleasantly surprised when the first day of senior year did not make me want to freak out and hide in my own locker pretending to be dead.

School is always stressful, and then the first day of any school year is especially insane because the hangout spots have to be realigned. I failed to note in the previous chapter that the traditional groups of Rich, Jock, Smart, Theater, etc., are further subdivided by grade: The sophomore gothy dorks live in resentful terror of the senior gothy dorks, the smart juniors are dismissive and mistrustful of the smart freshman, etc. So when a class moves out, all of the spots that they used to occupy before school are up for grabs, and there’s usually some weirdness as a result.

Mainly it made for a busy morning for me. I showed up stupidly early to see how things would play out, and there were already some kids staking out their ground. These tended to be representatives of Benson’s more dicked-upon groups.


JUSTIN HOWELL is hovering nervously near the door to the library, hoping to claim it for the theater kids. He is pacing back and forth humming THE THEME FROM RENT OR MAYBE CATS. With visible relief, he notices GREG approaching.


clearly relieved that it is not a jock or gangbanger or anyone else who will immediately call him a faggot

Oh hi Greg.


Justin, good to see you.


Good to see you. Greg how was your summer.


It was hot and boring, and I can’t believe it’s over already.




This seemingly innocuous JOKE has caused Justin Howell to completely lose his shit. Perhaps it is the MIND-DESTROYING ANXIETY of being back at school.

Meanwhile, this was not quite the response Greg was hoping to get. He had intended to say something bland and unmemorable. Now he is SHRUGGING and FIDGETING AWKWARDLY and attempting to avoid EYE CONTACT, which he usually does when people are laughing at a thing that he has said.


turning his eyebrows into a weird shape


MRS. WALTER, the librarian, arrives. She is glaring at both of them. She is almost definitely an ALCOHOLIC.


Hi Mrs. Walterrrr.


with dislike



Greg that is too funny.


All right man, I’ll see you later.

I was obviously not gonna go into that library and have a lengthy bro-hang with Justin Howell, for reasons I’ve already explained to you. It was time to move on.


LAQUAYAH THOMAS and BRENDAN GROSSMAN have not been let into the band room yet. Despite not having instruments, they are poring over some SHEET MUSIC. You can sort of tell that they are doing this to show everyone that they are good enough at music to just casually sit around reading sheet music.


Gaines. You doing orchestra this year?



Couldn’t fit it in.





But you woulda got timpani this year! Now who’s gonna play timpani?



It’s gonna be like Joe DiMeola.


Yeah, probably Joe. He’s a better percussionist than me anyway.


Joe gets the sticks all sweaty.


That’s because he’s so focused.


Two senior gothy dorks, SCOTT MAYHEW and ALLAN McCORMICK, are camped out in some seats near the back playing Magic cards. GREG enters cautiously, his eyes darting from side to side. The auditorium is perhaps the school’s most valuable real estate. It is highly unlikely that this little goth colony will survive the WAVES OF JOCKS, THEATER KIDS, AND GANGBANGERS that will doubtless arrive later this morning.


Hello, gentlemen.


Good day to you.


blinking rapidly and forcefully for probably no reason

Yes, good day.

The gothy dorky kids are very low in the social hierarchy, but at the same time they are almost impossible to infiltrate. Maybe it’s because they’re so low in the hierarchy. They’re insanely suspicious of everyone who tries to talk to them. This is because pretty much all of their characteristics are targets of ridicule: their love of elves and dragons, their trench coats and long un-groomed or maybe-too-well-groomed hair, their habit of striding around way too fast while breathing really hard out of their noses. Getting them to accept you is difficult without becoming a gothy dork.

Actually, I feel kind of a soft spot for them because I completely understand their worldview. They hate high school, just like I do. They’re constantly trying to escape it and instead live in a fantasy world where they can spend all their time striding around in the mountains, jabbing people with swords under the eerie light of like eight different moons or something. Sometimes I feel like, in an alternate universe, I could have been one of them. I’m pasty and chubby and completely insane in social situations. And if I’m being honest, attacking people with swords is awesome.

That was what I was thinking a little bit, crouching there with them in the auditorium. But then I had a realization.

SCOTT MAYHEW, after much deliberation, plays a CARD entitled Horde of the Undead.




Scott, great horde.

My realization was that I could never actually live a life where I had to be constantly doing things like praising a dude’s horde.

So that made me feel better about myself.

It did not take me all that long to respectfully get the hell out of there.


All four members of MIDDLE-CLASS AFRICAN AMERICAN JUNIOR SUB-CLIQUE 4C are positioned near the doors. Meanwhile, a lone sophomore church kid, IAN POSTHUMA, has spread his stuff farther down the hall and is grimly waiting for REINFORCEMENTS.

This is a classic situation in which you try to engage people as little as possible, because if you look like you’re part of one group, the other group will take notice and ostracize you. I mean, being ostracized by sophomore church kids would not be the worst thing in the world, but my one goal in life was to not be ostracized by anyone. Were there times when this goal seemed like the goal of a moron? Yes. But honestly, name one life goal that does not occasionally seem like the goal of a total moron. Even being president would completely suck, if you really give it any thought at all.

GREG gives IAN POSTHUMA a low-key head-nod greeting. Then the RUBBER BALL that JONATHAN WILLIAMS has been flinging against RANDOM SURFACES ricochets into one of GREG’S TEETH.

In previous years, there would have been no dignified way to deal with this. The ball-throwing group would have burst into raucous laughter, and my only course of action would have been to stride briskly away, probably while being further pelted.

But pretty quickly, it became clear that this year, things were different.

Instead of glorying in the fact that his ball has bounced into GREG’S TOOTH, JONATHAN WILLIAMS tucks his head into his shirt with embarrassment.


visibly annoyed

I told you you would hit someone.


Dude’s a senior.





It’s all good.

DAJUAN WILLIAMS gives Jonathan Williams a shove.


cleaning a fingernail

Can’t be throwing shit.

Basically, being a senior means that when people throw things at your teeth, it’s accidental. In other words, being a senior is awesome.

All morning before school, and then all day, that was how things went. It was kind of a perfect day in that regard. I spent a few minutes in the parking lot with a gaggle of ill-tempered foreign kids led by Nizar the Surly Syrian, then exchanged some hellos with the soccer team, and this year none of them tried to grab and injure my nipples. Dave Smeggers, noted stoner, began telling me a long and excruciatingly pointless story about his summer, but was soon distracted by some birds, at which point I made my escape. Vonta King tried to get me to sit with him across from room 318, so I pretended I was on my way to a meeting with a teacher, and he accepted it without argument. And so on and so forth.

Also, at one point I almost walked into one of Madison Hartner’s boobs. Her boobs are about at eye level for me.


For the purposes of this god-awful book, I have to talk briefly about girls, so let’s see if we can get through that without me punching myself in the eyeball.

First things first: Girls like good-looking guys, and I am not very good-looking. In fact, I sort of look like a pudding. I am extremely pale and somewhat overweight. I have kind of a rat face, and my mediocre vision makes me squint a lot. Finally, I have what has been diagnosed as chronic allergic rhinitis, which sounds interesting but basically just means a constant booger problem. I can’t really breathe through my nose, so most of the time my mouth is hanging open, which gives the appearance of major stupidity.

Second: Girls like confident guys. With that in mind, please reread the previous paragraph. It’s hard to be confident when you look like a chubby, squinty, mentally defective rodent-human who picks his nose.

Third: My girl tactics need work.

Failed Girl Tactic #1: The Non-Crush. In fourth grade, I realized that girls were desirable. I had no idea what you were supposed to do with them, of course. I just sort of wanted to have one, like as a possession or something. And of all the fourth graders, Cammie Marshall was definitely the hottest. So I had Earl go up to Cammie Marshall on the playground and say: Greg doesn’t have a crush on you. But he’s worried that you have a crush on him. I was standing about five feet away when Earl did this. The hope was that Cammie would say, Secretly, I totally have a crush on Greg and want to be his girlfriend. Instead, she said, Who?

Greg Gaines, said Earl. He’s standing right over there.

They both turned to look at me. I took my finger out of my nose to wave. That was when I realized that I had had my finger in my nose.

Nope, said Cammie.

Things did not really improve from there.

Failed Girl Tactic #2: The Nonstop Insults. Cammie was obviously out of my league. But her best friend, Madison Hartner, was also pretty hot. In fifth grade, I figured Madison would be starved for attention, given that Cammie was so hot. (Note: In retrospect, at seventeen, it’s hard to understand how a ten-year-old could be hot. At the time, though, this made perfect sense.)

Anyway, with Madison I used a tactic I had seen work for other fifth graders: insults. Constant vicious insults. Insults that didn’t even make any sense: I called her Madison Avenue Hartner, not knowing what Madison Avenue was. Bad-ison. Fat-ison. It took me a while, but eventually I discovered Madison Fartner, which made some other kids giggle, so I used it all the time.

The thing was, I was relentless. I went way too far. I told her she had a tiny dinosaur brain and a second brain in her butt. I said her family didn’t have dinner, they just sat around and farted at each other because they were too stupid to know what food was. At one point I even called her house to tell her that she washed her hair with barf.

Look, I was an idiot. I didn’t want people to think that I had a crush, so I decided to give everyone the impression that I truly, honestly hated Madison Hartner. For no reason. Just thinking about this really makes me want to punch myself in the eyeball.

Finally, after about a week, the day came when I made her cry—something about Booger ChapStick, I forget the specifics—and the teacher gave me the elementary school equivalent of a restraining order. I quietly accepted it and didn’t speak to Madison again for like five years. To this day, it remains an unsolved mystery: The Week Greg Was Filled with Unexplained Hate for Madison.


Failed Girl Tactic #3: The Diversion. So, Mom made me go to Hebrew school until my bar mitzvah, which was a colossal pain in the ass and I don’t want to talk about it. However, Hebrew school had one thing going for it: a terrific boy-girl ratio. There was just one other boy in my class, Josh Metzger, versus six girls. The problem: Only one of those girls, Leah Katzenberg, was hot. The other problem: Josh Metzger was sort of a stud. He had long bleached-out frizzy hair from swimming. He also was sullen and untalkative, which made me afraid of him and at the same time made him very attractive to girls. Even our teachers used to hit on him. Hebrew school teachers are all women, mostly unmarried.

Anyway, in sixth grade, it was time to throw some game at Leah Katzenberg. In order to win her over—get ready for record-setting stupidity—I decided that I would try to make her jealous. Specifically, by flirting with Rachel Kushner, an average-looking girl with big teeth and hair even frizzier than Josh Metzger’s. Rachel Kushner was also not especially exciting to talk to, because she talked really slowly and never seemed to have anything to say.

The one thing going for her was that she thought I was the funniest guy in the entire world. I could make her laugh by doing literally anything: impressions of teachers, going cross-eyed, Dance of the Pigeon Man. This was awesome for my self-esteem. Unfortunately, it was not awesome for my chances with Leah Katzenberg, who rapidly came to think that Rachel and I were a cute couple, and one day after Hebrew school told us exactly that.

Suddenly, I had a girlfriend. And it was not the girlfriend I wanted.

In the words of Nizar, the surliest and least-English-speaking of Benson’s ESL kids, Fuck dick shit ass.

The next day, I informed Rachel over the phone that I wanted to be Just Friends.

That’s fine, she said.

Great, I said.

Do you want to come over? she asked.

Uh, I said. My foot is stuck in the toaster. It was idiotic, but needless to say, this got a huge laugh from her.

Seriously, do you want to come over, she asked again, after literally thirty seconds of helpless giggling.

I have to sort out this toaster thing first, I said. Then, knowing that there was no going forward with that conversation, I hung up.

This joke went on for days, then weeks. Sometimes when she called, I said I was glued to the fridge; other times I had accidentally welded myself to a police car. I started branching out to animals: I have to fight some angry tigers, or I’m digesting an entire wombat right now. It didn’t even make any sense. And eventually, Rachel stopped thinking this was so funny. Greg, seriously, she started saying. "Greg, if you don’t want to hang out, just tell me." But I wasn’t able to tell her for some reason. I would have felt too mean. The stupid part was, what I was doing was way more mean. But I didn’t realize this at the time.

I just punched my own eyeball.

Hebrew school became incredibly awkward. Rachel stopped wanting to talk to me, but this didn’t help things with Leah at all. I mean, obviously. She thought I was a huge jerk. Actually, I may have helped convince her that all boys were jerks, because she became a lesbian not long after the whole Rachel fiasco.

Failed Girl Tactic #4: The Boob Compliment. In seventh grade, Mara LaBastille had a terrific pair of boobs. But it’s just never a good idea to compliment a girl’s boobs. I had to learn this the hard way. Also, it’s somehow worse to draw attention to the fact that there are two boobs. I don’t know why this is, but it’s true. You have nice boobs. Bad. You have two nice boobs. Worse. Two boobs? Perfect. F minus.

Failed Girl Tactic #5: The Gentleman. Mariah Epps’s family moved to Pittsburgh in eighth grade. When she was introduced to us on the first day of school, I was so fired up. She was cute, she seemed smart, and best of all, she was completely unaware of my history of dickhead behavior around girls. I knew I had to move quickly. That night, I broke down and asked Mom what girls really wanted.

Girls like gentlemen, she said. She was being kind of loud. "A girl likes to get flowers every so often." She was glaring at Dad. It was the day after her birthday or something.

So the second day of school, I wore a suit and brought an actual rose to school, which I gave to Mariah before first period.

I would be honoured and delighted to escort you to an ice-cream parlour this week-end, I said, in a British accent.

"Would you," she said.

Greg, you look like a fruit, said Will Carruthers, a nearby jock.

But it worked. Unbelievable! We actually went on a date. We met at a place in Oakland, and I bought us some ice cream, and we sat down, and I thought, from now on, this is how my life is going to be, and that kicks ass.

That’s when The Talking began.

My God, that girl could talk. She could go for miles. Invariably it was about her friends back in Minnesota, whom I didn’t know. It was all she wanted to talk about. I heard hundreds of hours’ worth of stories about these people, and because I was being a gentleman, I wasn’t allowed to say, This is boring, or I already heard that one.

And so the problem became that the gentleman tactic worked too well. The expectations were ridiculous. I had to wear my nicest clothes to school every day, pay for stuff constantly, spend hours on the phone every night, etc. And for what? Definitely not sex. Gentlemen don’t get to fool around. Not that I really knew, back then, what fooling around was. Plus I had to keep talking in that stupid British accent, and everyone thought I was brain-damaged.

So I had to put a stop to it. But how? It obviously wasn’t an option to be honest and say, Mariah, if spending time with you means paying lots of money and listening to you talk, then it’s not worth it. I considered

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  • (3/5)
    This book is very John Green-like and not at all because it's about a dying girl. The writing style, character development, etc. reminds me very much of John Green. But, this book actually got fairly boring in the last third or so. There was nothing really new to carry the story along at some point.
  • (2/5)
    I started off liking this book and Greg's narration, but soon became very annoyed with him and tired of the book. Glad to finally finish it!
  • (5/5)
    This book is truly a departure from a dying cancer type book. It was a little close to The Fault in our Stars. I actually laughed out loud at times while reading. But then at the chapter, The End of our Lives, no more laughing. I would like to meet Jesse Andrews.
  • (3/5)
    This book kept me laughing, and the self-deprecating humor Greg displays had me rooting for him to become something more than he was in the start. I don’t think that really happened, and while the book was entertaining to read, it was pretty long for having no payout at the end. As insensitive as it probably makes me sound, the cancer sections went on a bit too long with nothing really happening. I appreciate that it wasn’t a gooey “girl with cancer” book that seems to be all the rage right now, but it wasn’t really that great of a read. To be fair, Greg says that repeatedly in the book, and implored me often to stop reading. So the blame is solely mine.
  • (3/5)
    In recent years, young adult literature has been littered with cancer-related tragedies. I’m sure we can all think of a few off the top of our heads. In Jesse Andrew’s Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, Greg Gaines spends each day of high school trying not to stand out. When his mom forces him to hang out with Rachel, a former elementary school “girlfriend” recently diagnosed with cancer, Greg’s inconspicuous reputation combusts.

    Greg is a sarcastic teenager with a dry wit and an obsession with avant-garde film, which is occasionally amusing, but more often than not, a bit too overbearing. Rachel is mostly defined by her room, particularly its celebrity crush posters and bright pink pillows, and of course, by her sickness, a frustrating choice that often makes her appear one-dimensional. But this book is not all about Greg and Rachel. Earl, Greg’s irreverent, yet oddly mature for his age, best friend, and Greg’s dad, a learned professor and exotic food junkie, are the true stand-out characters. While they appear in snippets throughout the book, I found myself begging for more about them, and not more about Greg and Rachel.

    Unfortunately, the plot is a worn-out one, and even Greg seems to think so, as he mentions many times in the narrative that what he is writing must be extremely boring to the reader. The main problem is that not a lot happens, which may be a by-product of the high school setting. The only time I felt truly engaged was when Greg described all of the various mock movies he creates with Earl. But I honestly don’t know if that is just because I’m a huge movie fan and enjoyed the references. I must admit though that blending classic films with the mind of pre-adolescent teenagers was an extremely clever move and did add a lot of entertainment value.

    Of course, the high school clique stereotype pops up every now and then. Most students are categorized into one group or the other, except Greg, who turns himself a chameleon of sorts. I have always been bothered by this simplified view of high school, and the fact that Greg actually tries to branch out into other groups is refreshing, even if his attempts to do so are only to downplay his awkwardness.

    While I had my hang-ups with Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, particularly with my disinterest in its main character’s life and story, the book’s supporting cast helped me enjoy a decent portion of it. While I wouldn’t read it again, if you’re looking for a reading experience that will bring both laughter and (potentially) tears, this is your book. I should also note that the movie, which I viewed recently, was fantastic and I highly recommend it.
  • (1/5)
    I just wanted this book to be another fault in our stars but it wasn't! I liked the writing style but not the characters or rough tone.
  • (5/5)
    Great use of voice, despite the morbid title, it is laugh out loud from the beginning. Reminds me of my own teenage brother in many ways. Again, GREAT realistic voice.
  • (3/5)
    This book wasn't at all what I was expecting. Like other reviewers have said "you either hate it or love it". Although I thought the story was interesting I don't have a very strong liking for it. The writing format and stereotypical descriptions of Earl really pushed me away from it. There are also many inconsistencies with Greg being the narrator but that's all stylistic issues for me. I did enjoy the realistic nature of two high school students dealing with a girl with cancer and not fully understanding it. It sets this novel apart from the other adolescent novels about cancer and love and whatnot
  • (3/5)
    Narrated by Thomas Mann, RJ Cyler and cast. Greg Gaines is an under the radar slacker of sorts. He's not part of any crowd but works to be not liked nor hated by people at school, just nominally accepted. His one regular friend is Earl with whom he shares a love of movies and creates amateur movies. He learns that his former Hebrew school classmate Rachel has leukemia. His obligatory visits to Rachel rattle his established ordinary life. Mann nicely performs this work with the sullen indifference that is Greg's. There's no sentimentality, just a slouchy teen finding himself up against the unexpected.
  • (3/5)
    Greg, the narrator of this story, is an awkward high school senior in Pittsburgh. He's annoying and hysterically funny at the same time. He breaks down the school cliques (jocks/geeks/stoners) in a surprisingly insightful way, but also one we've read about many times before. Greg cultivates his invisibility in the school, an acquaintance to all and an enemy to none, and spends most of his time in a history teacher's office watching art films with his friend Earl. When Greg's mom urges him to renew an old friendship with Rachel, a girl dying of cancer, he's mostly just worried that all that anonymity will be put in jeopardy. Greg and Earl decide to make a movie to cheer Rachel up, but it turns out to be the worst movie ever made and causes a major turning point in all their lives.This isn't a story about a dying girl, true love between the two main protagonists, or even everything working out happily ever after or not. Overall, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl is a fast read but fell flat in terms of plot and character development. On the plus side, Earl and Greg's friendship and exploration of the films they both loved was really well done. On the negative side, the reader will be inundated with numerous detailed references to oral sex, homosexual sex, masturbation, drug dealing and gang activity. I'm not in one of the of the age groups this book is written to appeal to, so a three from me is very good. I didn't love it but I didn't hate it either.
  • (4/5)
    So if you think this book is like the Fault in the Stars because it has a girl with cancer and want to read it because of that. You will be disappointed; you will not like this book at all. But if you go into this book not comparing it to the Fault in Our Stars then yes, you will probably enjoy this.

    Truth be told, the cover really drew me into getting this book and so did the title. I saw people on Instagram and goodreads talking about this book so I wanted to pick it up. Thankfully, my local library had it so I picked it up and dove right in.

    The Story
    Me, and Earl and the Dying Girl is told in first person point of view. I guess you could say it is in somewhat diary form and it is told by Greg.

    It begins at the start of senior year; you know that year in high school where you are finally at the top of the food chain. Underclassmen saying your name with the statement “she/he is a senior” so automatically you’re like cool because of your status.

    And so we meet Greg his senior year, the year his mom told him to befriend his ex-girlfriend Rachel who was recently diagnosed with cancer. She told him to spend time with her, make her laugh, make her forget for a couple moments that she has cancer. After a lot of nagging, he finally goes to befriend Rachel.

    So the story is about his life senior year, his friendship with Rachel and his friendship with Earl and the future.

    What I loved most about this book is that Greg didn’t want to spend time with Rachel, he didn’t want to deal with her having cancer, he just wanted to move on with his life. And Jesse made it that okay to feel like that because let’s admit there are things that happen in life that we just wish to ignore and move on with our lives. IT WAS REALISTIC.

    Some of my favorite parts of the story were the bullet points and the script form; they really helped the story and really made it feel like a personal journal with actual thoughts and actual feelings.

    The Characters
    The characters felt like real people, in the sense that they spoke like REAL teenagers. They weren’t having deep discussions about life and death. They simple had discussions we probably had as teenagers.

    Greg – Greg is the kind of guy you either love or you hate. I personally loved him. I hang out with a lot of guys and I can say Greg reminded me a lot of the guys I hang out with. He doesn’t censor his thoughts; he’s vulgar, awkward and doesn’t do friends. He’s just the kid that floats from group to group not really belong to one cliché group or the other. It’s how he has survived high school all these years. I loved how he felt like the average high school kid. I loved how I could easily see myself hanging out with him.

    Earl – Earl’s ability to turn just about EVERYTHING into something vulgar and his ability to cuss. I was impressed. Like I wish I had that talent. I wish we had seen more of Earl, I felt like he could’ve really delivered more to the book but I know the story was more about Greg.

    Rachel- and she’s the dying girl. Rachel’s not even the main focus of the book nor is her cancer. The moments we see Rachel, you just have to like her. She’s sweet; she has all the right posters in her room. She laughs at Greg or tells him when to shut up.

    None of these characters are special, they are average. They are not over here giving amazing speeches. They are not delivering any special message other then “shit happens, things don’t always go around to plan and people die”. Again, if you’re looking for a deep message from this book don’t bother you won’t find it.

    This book was funny.
    This book was realistic.
    Greg’s reaction to things was realistic because all of us react differently to things. I tend to react a bit like Greg.

    So yes, I loved this book and this probably not the best written review for it. But, I couldn’t review it the way I usually do my reviews simply because I’d spoil the whole story for you.
  • (3/5)
    Greg Gaines is a filmmaker but he's retired after making The Worst Movie Ever and instead is writing this book about how he made that terrible movie. And also about how his mom had the worst idea ever when she made him resume a friendship with Rachel after she's diagnosed with leukemia. Greg just wants to get through his senior year in high school as largely invisible and make films with Earl but apparently that's just not an option.This is not one of those YA novels where a character has cancer and they fall in love or the people around them learn deep lessons about life because of their friendship (as the novel very clearly tells you in the first chapter). Instead it is a funny novel in which one of the characters happens to be dying and while there might be a sneaky deeper message in there somewhere, the most enjoyable part of the novel is Greg's hilarious interior monologue. The book made me laugh out loud a lot, which you might not expect from a book with a dying girl in it.
  • (4/5)
    As a reader, I found this novel to be... for the lack of a better word, accurate. It was as true to life of an experience as a book can get. The author manages to encase a series topic in non stop humor. The character narrating his experience is relatable, actually, each character introduced can be related to in some way. There is no otherworldly entity out for blood. There isn't mention of unimaginatively corrupt governments, traitorous spies, or other semi realistic terrors. The reader is just to focus on an approximately eighteen-year-old boy and the people he interacts with in a normal-if not extremely awkward at times-manner. Perhaps, the best quality of this work is how normal it is. The events in this book could happen to anyone. That is a wonderful characteristic to have been exposed to.
  • (3/5)
    Did particularly like the book. I think the main problem was that the protagonist was unbelievably immature, and uninsightful for a senior in high school. The type of jokes he was making seemed a lot more like junior high jokes. I just couldn't get passed that one character. I thought the rest of the book was OK. Earl, and Rachel, the dying girl, were interesting characters and the plot held my interest.
  • (5/5)
    Quite possibly the funniest book ever written that included a girl dying of cancer, this book had me giggling out loud in a hospital emergency room while I read it. This is the story of Greg, a 17-year-old who has all sorts of issues that make him something of a nerd. His only friend is Earl who also has a lot of issues. They make films together – incredibly bad films. However, Rachel, the girl with cancer, seems to really love these films and they let her enjoy them during her treatments. What makes this book such a standout is the writing – you have to read it to appreciate the author’s style. He is absolutely hilarious. This is a wonderful book on friendship, growing up and life.
  • (5/5)
    Hilarious, and somewhat touching, book about Greg, who is pressured by his mother to re-befriend Rachel, who has just been diagnosed with leukemia. Laugh out loud funny in many places, particularly in the first 2/3 of the book.
  • (3/5)
    I’m in love with the title and the cover of this book! They both stand out and they both are what pushed me to pick this up. The beginning of the book had me smiling and laughing every few sentences. Greg is writing this book for us and telling us a story. He gives us lists and scenes in script form…loved all of that.After about 40% of this book, I seemed to lose interest in the story and the characters. The writing style was interesting and different which I loved. I need more books like this in my life. I just which I would have enjoyed and connected with the characters more. If that would have been the case, I would have been pushing this book at readers. Plus the humor started to annoy me a bit…but overall it was an enjoyable read.
  • (5/5)
    Me and Earl and the Dying Girl by Jesse Andrews is about Greg, a slightly nerdy socially invisible high school student who's former friend is diagnosed with Leukemia.Ok, so right there you'd think "Oh I'd better grab some tissues-this is going to be a sad one" and the answer to that is NOPEMe and Earl and the Dying Girl was one the FUNNIEST book that I've read in a very long time. I wouldnt recommend drinking any beverages while reading it because it will come out your nose from laughing too hard. I think I should right away say that my sense of humor is pretty odd and I can definitely handle "potty" humor. So, if you are sensitive and easily offended, I'm sorry to say that this might not be the best book for you. But, this hilarious book does have a good messageI rate Me and Earl and the Dying Girl 5 out of 5 stars, extremely original writing, GREAT characters, and an impressive debut book.
  • (5/5)
    This is one heckuva debut that had me literally laughing out loud! More coming on le blog closer to pub date.
  • (5/5)
    The title of this book drew so much attention that I hopes the book would be as amazing as it seemed. I was pleasantly surprised. Greg has managed to navigate high school and avoid drama at the same time. He attends a very cliquey high school and tying yourself to one particular group can be dreadful because it means that there will almost certainly be another feud happening with another group. Greg has avoided this by doing something no one else has ever accomplished. He has managed to fit into every group though never tying himself down with them. See, no one group can see Greg with their rival group. So he floats in between them but never allows himself to be friends with anyone aside from misfit Earl, a trouble maker who only has one thing in common with Greg: their love of film.Everything is going nice and calm in Greg's life until his mother drops a bomb on him: Rachel, a girl he once sort of dated in the past, has been diagnosed with leukemia. Greg's mother says that Greg should be there for her and makes him call her and get together with her.At first Rachel is not interested but slowly she allows Greg to spend time with her. But Greg finds himself in a position he is not used to. He now is expected to be seen in public with Rachel. He can no longer remain groupless any longer.I liked that this book was not a love story. Aside from A Walk to Remember, I am not a fan of books where the characters fall in love all the while knowing that by the last page one of them will die. In this book it was more about Greg opening himself up to a friend and then trying to deal with the fact that this friend has limited time left.Greg and Earl are amateur filmmakers but they have never shown their movies to anyone until Rachel comes along. She finds them entertaining and they decide as a way to cope with her illness that they will make a film just for her, with hilariously sad results.Nothing seems to work. They try to go for the documentary perspective, speaking with Rachel's family for memories of her but her family is too heartbroken and it winds up being a very sad movie, not uplifting for Rachel, as they had hoped for. So they try a stop motion cartoon of Rachel fighting the cancer cells. But they don't get the affect they want. Attempt after attempt is a complete failure. To me this book is about a teen boy realizing that there is life outside of frivolousness of high school. Greg has spent all of his high school years alone and just floating through until Rachel comes along and he slams into Earth. This is such an interesting book. It's dealing with such a sad subject but the quirkiness of the characters makes it so it's not an overly sad book. Greg is so awkward and unsure of himself and Earl is such a wildcard that I was always on my toes in this unique and unpredictable novel.
  • (5/5)
    When you read the title and look at the cover of the book, you imagine a sad cancer story about a boy who is in love with a girl, who dies in the end. Which causes the boy to become clinically depressed and not want to live on this world anymore. In which case you are wrong...Me and Earl and the Dying girl, is a story about an overweight 18 year old Greg Gaines who just wants to go though high school without being noticed or sucked into any high school cliques. When all of a sudden He finds out one of his old friends form Hebrew school, is diagnosed with leukaemia. Now Greg, being Greg, he doesn't want anything to do with any drama and kind of stay on the "down low". So him and his friend Earl are forced to do things with Rachel, to make her feel better about dying slowly from cancer. Now, Greg and Earl have a little secret. They have been making movies together since they were young and haven't sown anyone. And when Earl shows Rachel one of their movies and seems to enjoy it, they feel obligated to make a movie about Rachel and her dying wishes...I gave this book 5 stars because it was beautifully written. It was one of the funniest books I have ever read, as well as one of the most crude books as well. Although there is constant cussing and inappropriate references, but I don't know what I was expecting knowing it was written in the POV of an 18 year old boy... I say you should read it if you you don't mind inappropriate references and occasional drug usage. The story line and jokes were amazing and if I could give it a thousand billion stars I would.
  • (4/5)
    It's kinda funny. It eschews notions of romance, and really, it's more about the friend, who reminds me of Tony Goldmark. I couldn't get that image out of my head -- the deadpan, Internet snarker-troll, self-deprecating, black comedy hamball. And that's what the book is really about. This guy is a amateur filmmaker and he talks about his love of weird, foreign, independent cinema and his friendship with Earl, a black urban youth. And in the background is Rachel, an acquaintance who Tony is forced by Tony's mother to hang out with because she's dying of cancer. The story's not about her, but about Tony making films and then showing them to her. It's more about his student film-making.I think it was published as a response to YA death-roms like "The Fault in Our Stars" and "If I Stay", but it's more like a parody of "A Walk to Remember". The thing is, at the end, I asked myself "did anyone learn anything?", "did anything change?" And I'm not sure anything did. Which may have been the point, but as far as the story goes, it left it a little hollow for me. Which was disappointing, because it started so well.
  • (5/5)
    I am really very surprised that this currently has a rating of 3.75. I loved this book. Totally hilarious. Would recommend to most YA readers, but may be more hesitant with those in their early teens. Kids with a nastier sense of humor would probably enjoy. Finished the book in under 24 hours, which is always a good sign for any book that I read.
  • (5/5)
    Greg Gaines writes this book as a way to think about what happened to him during senior year (and maybe as an attempt to get into college). I found Greg to be an absolute hoot - insecure, self-depreciating, a quirky misfit. Greg has issues with friendship. Earl, a guy he considers more of a coworker, has been dealt a difficult deck. Earl and Greg make movies together. The movies are their interpretations of classic movies and other movies already made.When Greg's mom finds out Rachel has leukemia, she makes her son start to spend time with this girl, who is charming and patient. It's really all about Greg though. He rarely sees the world from the point of view of others. Throughout the book we do get to see him grow a bit. Salty language throughout, especially with Earl and Greg's interactions. Caught myself laughing out loud at times, despite the heavy topics addressed within the book.
  • (5/5)
    Greg Gaines admits early on that he perfected the art of invisibility in school, able to drift pass which ever group, without joining in or being harassed on a daily basis. He has the best, 'non-horrible' eight hours of his school life the first day of senior year, until he returns home and finds his mother wants him to be friends with Rachel, a girl he went to Hebrew school with that was just diagnosed with leukemia. There goes that plan, once he starts visiting with Rachel and sitting with her at lunch, people assume they're at the very least good friends, if not a couple. Earl is Greg's oldest friend, but they exist more like co-workers, having worked on making (admittedly) stupid movies together since late elementary school. Earl's background is rough, he's in all remedial classes yet it's his underlying charm that helps temper Greg's flailing attempts to cheer Rachel up. And it's Earl that sneaks Rachel the discs of their movies, bringing a new dimension to their relationships. But be warned, this book is pretty darn profane--all definitions, from blasphemous to vulgar. And I guess maybe I don't really want to be inside a seventeen year old boy's head for too long, and especially in ways that seem like they'd be spot on. It kind of reminded me of watching UP, when the dog catches sight of squirrels. I tore through this story. It was a fairly quick, humorous read despite its' serious nature and it's easy to see why it was tapped to become a successful indie film.
  • (4/5)
    Greg Gaines, beginning his senior year of high school, has figured out that to survive the suckitude of high school in general, he will be a periphery member of every high school group, sub-group and caste, but not to the extent that any one in said groups is more than vaguely aware of him. His one (sort-of) friend is Earl, with whom he makes films that are take-offs of film classics, and either breathtakingly horrible or avante-garde works of genius. Or neither, Or both. When a classmate whom Greg once sort-of dated is diagnosed with leukemia, Greg's mom pressures him into entering her life again as a support.There are times when Greg seems quite unlikeable, but it's hard to hold it against him since it's an opinion he shares. The book is by turns hilarious, honest, and -- but only toward the end, and not cloyingly so -- poignant. I read the book after seeing the movie (not usually my preferred sequence), and for once I found the movie more compelling than the book. This may be because the movie, both in its writing and the acting by the girl who plays Rachel, really fleshes out her character beyond her impact in the book. But this is a fine and funny and moving book that should be read before seeing the movie.
  • (5/5)
    While the topic of this book is Rachel having leukemia and dying, it is told from Greg's point of view and he is funny. He tells us of his interactions with Rachel as she goes through treatments but he focuses mainly on himself and his writing of this book. It is very tongue-in-cheek but the teen-age voice comes through very clearly. I laughed. I cried. I loved this book!The characters are well-done and complex. Greg's telling of how he gets through school without friends is a riot. His best friend (well, business partner, more like) is Earl who could be a book himself. He sees Greg very clearly and does not let him get away with anything. He is the voice of truth. Greg's parents are funny also. Earl and Vince, Greg's dad, have an unusual relationship. Earl also takes Greg's mother in stride. Watching these guys plan their future is as wild as everything else in the book.This is a winner! Read it!
  • (4/5)
    Me and Earl and the Dying Girl is not your average cancer book. If you've seen any other reviews or know anything about this book, then that's a given. As we are told by our narrator, Greg Gaines, there's no life lessons to be learnt, no heart wrenching romance to cry over. There's just a couple of guys and a really sick girl, but there's more here than even Greg himself realises.Greg Gaines is a bit of a floater, he's friendly with everyone and is coasting his way through senior year when one day his mum gives him the news that his childhood friend, Rachel, is sick with leukemia. Greg hasn't spoken to Rachel in years but his mum urges him to renew the friendship, telling him Rachel will really need her friends right now. After an awkward and somewhat rocky start, the two friends fall into a bit of rhythm (but definitely not love) as they each learn to deal with her illness.The first thing that needs to be said about this novel is that it is funny. No, scratch that, it is shoulder-shaking, laughing-in-public-while-reading-on-the-train, gasping-for-air hilarious. I had to shut the book many times because most of the time I was reading on the train and people think there's something wrong with you when you start laughing out loud for apparently no reason. Should a cancer book be funny? It's not the cancer I was laughing at. It was the internal monologue of our narrator Greg and the antics of his best mate Earl (from the title) that had me in stitches. There is a deeper story here, though, than just Greg and Earl and the girl Greg was forced to befriend, just because she was dying. It is learning to comprehend and deal with life and loss for the first time, and of course the beauty, the awkwardness, the confusion of friendship.This book felt realistic, had fantastic characters and was a joy to read, though I shed a tear or two when the inevitable end crept up too quickly. This was a fantastic book. I loved it.
  • (3/5)
    It is good if you allow yourself to be sucked into the not-as-funny-as-you'd-expect humour you'd be encountering. Don't get my wrong, this book was actually good!
    The problem was that I felt like it had to... make his point ...way too many times. ''This is a very crappy book'' and similiar are things you'll find scattered all around this book. It is about a fat kid who gives us a cool insight on how to deal with high school (I might even follow these) and his friend Earl who is a guy with a fucked up family and Rachel who is suffering from leukemia. Greg is basically forced by his mom be friends again and then things happen. No, it's not romance. It's just a very awkward story about friendship.
    However, I liked that they did movies. I would like to do them myself one day and this certainly made me realise the struggle I'd be putting myself through. I don't think Greg is a bad kid. I just believe his humour is forced.

    But yo Earl was the best character
  • (4/5)
    Oh wow, did this book entertain me. I mean, really, really entertain me - I giggled, then I laughed out loud, and then I laugh-snorted; this book is impossible to resist. This book and the unique blend of humor and pain contained within is charming, odd, gross and wholly readable, though it does have a few flaws. This is three hundred pages of pure, unadulterated teenage boy; main character and star of the show Greg S. Gaines ventures from beyond being a mere figment of the imagination into a three-dimensional, occasionally rude, person. Both characters and the humor are the most noteworthy aspects of Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, and while this is indeed a dreaded "cancer" book, this is nothing like the Nicholas Sparks brand of the same. As Greg himself so succinctly put it: "This book contains precisely zero Important Life Lessons, or Little-Known Facts About Love, or sappy, tear-jerking Moments When We Knew We Had Left Our Childhood Behind for Good, or whatever. And, unlike most books in which a girl gets cancer, there are definitely no sugary paradoxical single-sentence-paragraphs that you're supposed to are deep because they're in italics."Right away, readers will know how they feel about the main character: they will love him and root for him through his foibles or they'll dislike him and his immature brand of humor. His voice is fresh and very observant and absolutely without a filter. While I personally clearly found Greg to be more than lol-worthy, I also felt a lot of pity for the kid. I like that he's a conflicted character; he struggles with friendship and death but grows as a person while doing so over the course of the book. At the beginning of the novel, Greg avoids any kind of associations, friendships because he is so scared of what anyone else might think of him - and has done for years. He describes himself as an adept at "high school espionage" but all I saw was a sad, lonely kid that isolates himself on purpose from others, so he can say his constant state of aloneness is what he wanted. He's so insecure he doesn't trust other people to like him - hence the reliance on Earl for years, and the lack of any real connection even between them.Earl and Rachel are the side characters, the background characters to Greg's star, but they are the heart of the novel. They are what kept me invested after I was worn out on gross-out humor and Greg's issues. While Greg worms his way in with awkwardness and the aforementioned off-note humor, Earl's brash attitude and no-nonsense approach to life, home, and family quickly endeared him to me. Earl and Greg complemented each other quite well; neither has a solid set of social skills so their unlikely pairing was authentic and believable. I also have to applaud the author for not taking the easy and quite popular route with Greg's family - they're a varied, lively, engrossing bunch and it is always, always rare and refreshing to read a loving family environment in the young-adult genre. Rachel, the "dying girl" of the title was far more remote for the three hundred pages; she's not accessible like Greg who jokes his feelings, or Earl who has a face for every emotion. She's more unknowable, to both the reader and to the boys and that's one of the things that makes her situation so sad and compelling to read.The style of the novel is fairly simple - it's Greg narrating his life over the last few months with Earl and Rachel. What's interesting about the book is that instead of regular novel format, is (1) Me and Earl and the Dying Girl will occasionally sift into a screenplay format and (2) It occasionally reads like Greg himself is breaking the fourth wall and actually addressing his audience, i.e. the reader themself. While the second part is cleared up til later (and I am not going to spoil it for new readers) I thought the switch between formats was a very clever way to illustrate how important film is to Greg; it's how he usually expresses himself so that was a very nice touch on the part of the author's. Obviously, there's not much traditional about the structure of this book, but that works quite well for how Greg narrates. I also appreciate that the cover looks like a reel from an old film - it ties in very nicely with the plot and the most important movie that Gaines/Williams will make: Rachel the Film.As in life, so with books: all good things must come to an end. Greg Gaines, like many high school boys I know/knew, just doesn't know when to call it good on a joke. He never quits with the asides and deflections - not even when it seems to be time to do so. This book often surprised me with its unique brand of humor, but after a while, certain jokes and gags wore out their welcome. I started to want more reaction from Greg than a quick quip or an elaborate riff on... alien barf or Gross-Out Mode. Everything in proportion is better and if the humor had eased up more towards the end and y'know, the emotional part, this quite likely would've been a 5-star read. Despite the oversaturation of gags and humorous awkwardness, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl is a winner. It's a nice palate cleanser of a cancer book - it's emotional and affecting but not in the saccharine and overproduced ways so popular among most cancer books - the goal here is to make you laugh, not to make you cry.