I just finished watching “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” this balmy June evening. I knew it had a list of fancy awards and the poster design was simple enough. Be warned, my friends, that one should never judge a book by the cover.
Lift it and begin reading.
I will tell you it captured moments I recalled in high school- the awkward yet pressing need to have my identity crafted in a sea of students I saw more than my family. I was drawn to Greg’s perspective and Earl’s openness and Rachel’s own pendulum of life experiences. I was taken by the hand, with diverse and poignant soundtrack in tow, through a delicate myriad of a layered cake called Life, all flavors known but the recipe a trade secret.
People think summer blockbusters are what we need in life- famous faces and shiny things that go boom. This film had the occasional boom, a sparkle here and there but you’ll see what I mean when you observe the film. But I dare you to get off the internet, leave your escapism expectations behind, and go to school with “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl.” Director Alfonso Gomez-Rejon wove an amazing story. I personally send him my love. Enjoy it. Let something else go boom in the world today.