Sunday, January 15, 2017

#381

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl

Social anxiety is fueled by ego, it’s fueled by that terrifying sense of ourselves as the center of everything. It’s huge burden to be the core of the world. It’s no wonder we freeze with terror at the thought of doing anything at all, of standing out, of creating ripples that might be felt.
The thought that there are other worlds out there just as fragile and large as ours can make the terror and dread even worse. What if we bump into someone else’s world and it shatters our own? What if we shatter someone else’s? What if they don’t even notice or acknowledge that we bumped into them? It’s best to just stay as invisible as possible, to say just enough to not stand out. That’s teenager Greg’s trick in Me and Earl and the Dying Girl. He has discovered that easy fix of blending in without disappearing, to just get by, to cover up uncomfortableness with humor, and never really admit that you love anyone or anything. Caring is vulnerable state to be in, and as his friend Earl points out, maybe Greg never really had a role model to show him there was another way. This type of living is aggressive in its mildness. It’s cutting everyone else off at the start.
I personally like this perspective from Source 1. It really tells about Greg and what I've been wanting to know about him that I couldn't catch throughout the film, or my lack of ability to assess his nature.


First off, such a freaking good movie. I hardly ever get seriously emotional during movies but I actually teared up a little during the end. The scene where they're watching the movie on the hospital bed with Brian Eno's music over it... damn. 

7 Differences between Me and Earl and the Dying Girl and Fault in Our Stars.
From this article, I have to admit that I like MEATDG more than TFIOS :)



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