Publication Date: March 1st 2012 by Harry N. Abrams
Genres: Young Adult, Contemporary, Humor, Realistic Fiction
Number of Pages: 295
My Rating: ★★★★✩
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.
Jesse Andrews took a risk I don’t usually see a YA author take, so that’s coolbeans. A very refreshing read indeed. Although I have to admit, this book is not something everyone will enjoy.
- THE HILARITY
Seriously! This book is the epitome of hilarity! The puns were very natural that I had tears in my eyes because of laughing so hard, not that it’s difficult to make me laugh, but still.
- THE WRITING STYLE
Aside from it being unique and very easy to read, I love that it felt a lot like reading a diary. I love that the conversations were written in the format of a screenplay. I’m a lover of screenplays myself so it was fun to see an author play with his style. 10 points to Jesse Andrews!
He’s actually my favourite character in this book. And his dialogues were just straight up hilarious! My god, I couldn’t even begin to explain how much I enjoyed reading them! I’d read them in his voice and that’d make me feel 1000x cooler. Plus, everyone needs a friend like Earl because he’s an anchor – provides stability! I just love him.
- THE TITLE
It’s like that Taylor Swift song you couldn’t get outta your damn head for days – so catchy!
Don’t even fight me on this.
I’ve had a few problems with Greg’s sympathy, or lack thereof, but I guess that’s just the way some people are.
Think of it this way: Remember when you used to ride a bike and a few years later when you figured you didn’t like riding it as much, so you stopped? Alright, after that, you spend a lot of time lying around.
And I mean, A LOT of time. Like maybe years.
But your mom thought maybe you should try riding it again, you know, like the good ol’ days. So you did. But you weren’t as good at it as you were before.
I think that’s what happened with Greg. He spent so much time alone, maybe not alone, just maybe not caring about anyone but himself, see? that he’s totally forgotten what it’s like to CARE and to be an ACTUAL FRIEND.
Did you get what I mean? I hope that wasn’t a mess.
Why the hell am I even getting deep with this story? Why am I even defending Greg? Maybe he’s just as lousy and unsympathetic as this book says. Or maybe not in the movie. . .
In case you don’t already know, there’s a movie (which I LOVED!) based on this book. Watch the trailer below: