Yesterday was my second time watching “Me, Earl and the Dying Girl.” I read the
Yesterday was my second time watching “Me, Earl and the Dying Girl.” I read the book a year ago and fell in love with Jesse Andrews writing. I found it to be so honest yet original straying far from a cliche high school story. I read it in about 4 days and I am a slow reader. I mean SLOoooW. So fast forward to a year when the film adaptation is ready for viewing. I find out that Alfonso Rejon-Gomez is directing it (who directed many Glee episodes including my fav Ep. Asian-F) and I got very excited. This film, in my opinion is a masterpiece. I can honestly say that it is going on my shelf as one of my favorite films that I could watch over and over again. When you go to the theaters, you usually choose a genre of film that suits your current mood or the mood you want to be in. Comedy for a $15 laugh. Drama for something thought provoking. Action to stimulate our human need to watch cars fly out of buildings. Then there is the genre where you feel like you don’t know what to do with yourself after because you just watched something that was an experience of twisted emotions that had you laugh at witty humor carried out brilliantly by the talented actors, cry but not the sobbing cry but the type where your eyes water and you don’t blink because you’re so engaged but when you finally do, a tear streams down your face and you’re asking yourself “wtf is wrong with me”, and get angry to the extent of seeing characters get in their own way and knowing that cancer is an asshole you want to beat the living crap out of but quickly proves to be a hard feat. (Run on sentences galore. Let the Instagram grammar & punctuation nazis rise) I love this film. It’s not good, not great, it’s excellent. I hope you all go watch it. 2015’s best. #MeAndEarl #WhenSomethingMovesYou #YouWantToShareIt -- source link