Goodreads Summary: “Up until senior year, Greg has maintained total social invisibility. He only has one friend, Earl, and together they spend their time—when not playing video games and avoiding Earl’s terrifying brothers— making movies, their own versions of Coppola and Herzog cult classics. Greg would be the first one to tell you his movies are f*@$ing terrible, but he and Earl don’t make them for other people. Until Rachel.
Rachel has leukemia, and Greg’s mom gets the genius idea that Greg should befriend her. Against his better judgment and despite his extreme awkwardness, he does. When Rachel decides to stop treatment, Greg and Earl must abandon invisibility and make a stand. It’s a hilarious, outrageous, and truthful look at death and high school by a prodigiously talented debut author.”
It feels like ages ago since I picked up Me and Earl and the Dying Girl for a buddy read with Em and Jess. Probably because it was. I figured this would be a book I’d really enjoy – a slightly heavier than normal contemporary that was still light enough for me to read without fear of completely hating the topic of the book.
The problem with leaving reviews for months after you’ve actually read the book is the fact that if it’s not that memorable a read, you have nothing to talk about in the review. And that’s my problem. I know I enjoyed reading it at the time, but I can’t really tell you why, other than the humour that was present throughout the entire book.
I laughed a lot reading Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, and that was what made me keep reading quickly. I’m a sucker for a book that makes me laugh, as many of you probably already know.
So unfortunately, I’m not able to tell you much about this book. Not because it was bad, but just because it wasn’t that memorable for me. If I’d have written this review a few months back, it would be far more glowing than this one is.