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I’m tickled by Taika Waititi’s sense of humor. Yes, tickled.

After watching Boy, I didn’t need to be sold on Hunt for the Wilderpeople.

But a grumpy, bearded Dr. Alan Grant (Sam Neill) as a gruff outdoorsman was enough to make me ecstatic before the movie even started. As with Boy, Hunt for the Wilderpeople is about an eccentric youth in New Zealand, which is yet another fabulous opportunity to show off that stunningly beautiful landscape. While Taika makes a cameo in this movie as well, he doesn’t get near the screen time or juicy role that he gave himself in Boy.

Hunt for the Wilderpeople is the story of Ricky Baker—a troubled foster youth in New Zealand.

Oh, and Ricky is a wannabe gangster. Hilariously so. He keeps it gangsta.


The movie starts with Ricky being dropped off at the doorstep of Bella (played by Rima Te Wiata) and Hec (played by Sam Neill). Once Ricky takes a look at this backwoods hole in the wall, he turns right back around to the Child Services vehicle. Ricky gives no fucks—even though this is his last stop before juvy.

Rima Te Wiata is an incredibly endearing presence as Bella, who just loves Ricky unconditionally from the start. Ol’ “Uncle” Hec isn’t quite as caring and nurturing as Bella. Hec is much more comfortable in the bush than he is around other people. His interests don’t exactly align with Ricky Baker.

Sam Neill is an actor with surprising range. Of course, everyone recognizes him for his role as Dr. Alan Grant in Jurassic Park. However, Sam Neill was spectacular in Seasons 1 and 2 of Peaky Blinders—where he plays a corrupt and menacing authority figure with misguided morals and a grudge against Cillian Murphy. In Hunt for the Wilderpeople, Sam Neill shows off his comedic chops as Hec.


While the life of a kid in foster care isn’t exactly uplifting material, that’s the brilliance of Taika Waititi. With his outlandish, sometimes twisted sense of humor, Waititi’s exuberance finds the silver lining to turn a negative into a positive. I truly can’t wait to see more of Taika Waititi’s work.

Julian Dennison holds his own as Ricky Baker. He’s not in the same stratosphere as James Rolleston’s performance as Alamein in Boy. But there are some similarities between those characters. Instead of an adoration of Michael Jackson, Taika Waititi has the young male character infatuated with Tupac—naming his dog after the infamous rapper. Although Julian embodies this particular character well, I’d be surprised to ever see him again. I think it’s a credit to Taika that he’s capable of getting such great acting from young kids.


How can you not feel relaxed and comfortable around that guy?

If you are one of the few who has watched Boy, then Hunt for the Wilderpeople is more of the same. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, but Boy was a superior film. Each movie shows off a different aspect of New Zealand and their sense of community. The audience is given a glimpse into what life can be like with the support of family or friends on that beautiful, sprawling expanse of wilderness.

It’s pretty majestical.


4 out of 5 stars


In all honesty, what did we do to deserve Swiss Army Man?

It’s hard to fathom a world in which a movie is made about a rotting corpse (Daniel Radcliffe) imbibed with magical properties that helps a marooned man (Paul Dano) survive isolation and navigate his way back to civilization. Maybe it shouldn’t be such a surprise that the dead body of Harry Potter is enchanted with powers that defy explanation. But here we are. This is a real thing.

If some poor rube mistakenly stumbles on this movie, then Swiss Army Man serves up an instant reminder by beginning with Paul Dano riding Daniel Radcliffe like a jet ski while the corpse’s immensely strong farts propel them across the ocean. Yes, I just wrote that sentence. It’s a genuine description of what happens. I was certain this was a ridiculous dream sequence. I was wrong.


Somehow, I’m fucking ecstatic that this movie exists.

Swiss Army Man is a wonderfully weird independent movie from the minds of Daniel Scheinert and Daniel Kwan. I don’t know how The Daniels pulled this off, but these seemingly random ingredients come together to make an unbelievably outlandish, entertaining movie. The shocking charm of Swiss Army Man is disarming. Who else would have the balls to make this movie?

Many movies have gotten the one-of-a-kind label improperly slapped on them by critics.

Without hyperbole, this movie is truly one-of-a-kind. Nothing else like it exists.

Swiss Army Man is the picture-perfect definition of surrealism.

Paul Dano plays Hank—a man literally at the end of his rope. Hank is alone on a deserted island and ready to hang himself. At that moment, a body washes ashore and gives Hank hope. Once he finds out that the body is actually a bloated corpse with fierce flatulence, Hank then uses Harry Potter’s powerful farts in the aforementioned farting jet ski sequence to find the mainland.


After those first 5 minutes, the boundary between dream and reality was shattered.

If you can make it 15 minutes into the movie, then you are in for a treat for the remainder.

Most of this movie involves Paul Dano’s character trying to bring the corpse back to life and teach him about things that might help him remember who he is or how he got there. I’m not kidding when I say Daniel Radcliffe’s time as an inanimate object is the best acting performance of his career. It’s a miracle that he wasn’t cracking up every second. He’s an incredibly believable dead body.

Basically, Swiss Army Man is like if Castaway just stayed with Tom Hanks on the island. Instead of befriending a volleyball, the main character finds a dead body to be his friend. The slightly reanimated corpse adopts the name Manny and starts to learn how to talk. While Daniel Radcliffe is at his best here when he’s doing a Weekend at Bernie’s impersonation, he gets his fair share of gems.

“If my best friend hides his farts from me, then what else is he hiding from me? And why does that thought make me feel so alone?” — Manny

It’s certainly childish, but I don’t give a fuck. Manny is a robust source of comedic relief as the Multi-Purpose Tool Guy. Paul Dano always brings me great joy, but he’s also extremely goofy. There is no “straight man” in Swiss Army Man. It’s still more than mere shits (and farts) and giggles.

Surprisingly, there’s a good amount of emotion in this movie.


Paul Dano and Daniel Radcliffe occupy 99.9% of the screen time, but they bring their A-game in Swiss Army Man. Unfortunately, Mary Elizabeth Winstead only appears for 5 minutes. As soon a girl was shown in a small picture on Hank’s phone, I instantly recognized the actress. I know my MEW. As always, Mary Elizabeth Winstead shines whenever she’s on the screen.

Like most movies, Swiss Army Man probably outstays its welcome. I would have been happy if at least 15 minutes hit the cutting room floor. I still love this movie for what it is—a ballsy beacon of creativity. Only a small fraction will enjoy Swiss Army Man, but it will eventually find its audience.

I’m perfectly willing to accept that the events unfolding in this movie are simultaneously 100% real and completely fabricated within Hank’s head. In the end, I’m not even sure what happens. It doesn’t matter. Swiss Army Man literally ends with a character exclaiming, “What the fuck?!”


It’s a fitting bow to wrap it up since I imagine that’s what the audience was saying to themselves at that exact moment. And throughout the entire movie. I know I was doing that.

In good conscience, I cannot recommend this movie to most people. I would be overcome with embarrassment if I suggested an acquaintance should watch this movie. You have to truly trust someone to say they should watch Swiss Army Man. Stoners would adore this movie, and it’s likely a 5-star movie if altered. Watching Swiss Army Man bone sober isn’t ideal, and it’s likely a 2-star movie if you don’t want silly humor. You definitely have to be in the right frame of mind.

Swiss Army Man is sublimely strange. I enjoyed every stupid moment.


3.5 out of 5 stars

It’s hard for me to trust anyone who has never thought about suicide.

None of us will make it out of this life alive. At some point or another, we will all die.

Wanting some control over when your time is up is a very human thought.

If you’re in pain (of any sort), it’s a natural desire to want to end that suffering. That doesn’t mean you should end your life to end that suffering. But the thought itself is something that we all experience. Anyone with a hint of self-awareness questions their place—why they’re here and how they fit in the world.

Some people just don’t fit and don’t want to fit into this world. We didn’t ask to be here.

Before I Disappear heavily explores these types of dark themes with a very deft hand.

This movie opens with the main character, Richie (played by Shawn Christensen), working his literal shit job cleaning toilets at a nightclub. After opening stall after stall to see the revolting horror show that awaits, Richie finds a girl dead from a heroin overdose. It’s the last straw for Richie—who is still in mourning after his girlfriend, Vista (played by Isabelle McNally), died from a heroin overdose. That drug has ruined his life and he’s had enough.

When he gets back to his apartment, Richie starts a bath and grabs a razorblade so he can join his love in the next life. But then the phone rings. Just like that, he’s roped back into existence.

Red Bath

After 5 or so years of not talking to his sister, Maggie (played by Emmy Rossum), she calls Richie in her time of need and she asks one favor: pick up and look after her daughter, Sophia (played by Fatima Ptacek), while she is unable to do so herself. This mission becomes Richie’s sole reason to live—at least for the moment.

I fucking love this movie. Before I Disappear feels like the movie equivalent of Alice in Chains. The subject matter is inescapably depressing, but it’s enjoyable to sulk and soak in the darkness. Sometimes it’s just nice to sit in a room by yourself with no lights and think about life. That’s the type of odd satisfaction I derive from Before I Disappear. At this point, the number of times I’ve watched this movie is creeping up into double-digits.

Regardless of how many times I watch it, I will never get sick of this movie.

On every repeat viewing, it draws the same strong emotional response.

Richie and Sophia

The heart of this movie is the interaction between Richie and Sophia. I don’t recognize Shawn Christensen, but he is incredibly solid in this performance as a man at the end of his rope. You feel the void in Richie’s soul. That feels like it is completely the result of Shawn Christensen’s work put into the character. Before I Disappear comes off as an intensely personal story for writer/director/actor Shawn Christensen.

This film certainly captures the despair of depression and drug addiction like no other.

But don’t worry, there is still plenty of dark humor to savor in Before I Disappear.

A lot of the laughs come as a result of Richie’s irritation with people. However, the shining star of this movie is Fatima Ptacek as Sophia. Apparently, Fatima is the voice of Dora the Explorer. However, she is phenomenal in this more adult role. With a vibrant presence, you can’t help but smile when she is on the screen. Just by her actions and demeanor, you can tell that Sophia is a goody-goody raised by a strong, independent mother. It shines through in the character. Amidst all of this chaos, the only thing Sophia wants to do is schoolwork.


Richie and Sophia have a perfect blend of odd couple chemistry. You see these characters form a relationship after starting off as relative strangers forced together as a result of this weird situation. Their budding camaraderie is adorable, and they grow closer as the night grows longer. With nowhere else to go, Richie and Sophia explore the seedy underbelly that is Richie’s life in New York City.

Before I Disappear is surprisingly even-handed with comedy and drama, but this movie isn’t afraid to go to dark places. Richie is abrasive, but you still can’t help but like him. He’s a guy with a good heart, and he feels like a genuine person rather than a two-dimensional character. You don’t know the exact destination, but you want everything to work out for this guy on his journey. Even if he just wants to get back to his cold, red bath.


While you are with Richie the entire time, the audience is only fed bits and pieces of Maggie’s story—until near the end when it is a necessity. However, Emmy Rossum makes an impact with her limited time on the screen. When they finally reveal where Maggie is and why she’s there, you experience her feelings and that realization washes over you at the same time as the character. Essentially, her carefully crafted business world is a facade that she is trying to keep from crumbling down. She has to stay strong for herself and her daughter.


Before I Disappear might be a slow build, but it is undoubtedly worth the wait. No punches are pulled in this movie. By the time it was over, I felt emotionally pummeled. I would highly recommend this movie to anyone—especially those who enjoy movies that can make them emotional. I’m not afraid to cry while watching a movie, and Before I Disappear earns its tears. I couldn’t help but experience those same feelings on every repeated viewing.

In my eyes, Before I Disappear is a special achievement. This movie perfectly hits its intended spots and the result provides a valuable refuge from the outside world. Everyone should watch Before I Disappear and it is still streaming on Netflix. If you don’t like this movie, then I don’t think you need to come back to this website.

Ugly Cry Face

5 out of 5 stars


If someone drilled a hole in Charlie Kaufman’s skull and tried to extract a movie idea, then the result might be something similar to The Lobster. Unfortunately, this movie lacks Charlie Kaufman’s signature type of style and substance because it’s in the hands of an inferior talent. The ambition does not match the execution. I wanted to like The Lobster, but this is soulless quirk without any fun.

The Lobster is like a feature-length film version of Asperger’s syndrome.

Why was this movie made? Considering the central theme is about relationships and finding love, The Lobster fails to provide anything worthwhile on the subject. Society pressures people into relationships—that’s about it. This movie has a whole lot of nothing to offer the audience. I don’t like tearing down a movie, but I’ll be one of the lone voices deriding this fresh, steaming turd.

I’m shocked that there are people who enjoyed the experience of The Lobster.

Colin Farrell

Colin Farrell does his best with the material, but the dialogue is entirely too stilted. It caused physical pain to listen to people speak. Kudos to anyone who forced themselves to suffer past the movie’s first act. If you are one of those people, I would love to learn why you tortured yourself.

Before we go any further, let’s just state the premise of the movie for anyone who is unaware.

This movie is set in a future where The City sends single people to The Hotel to find a romantic partner. If you’re not successful within your 45 days, then you get turned into the animal of your choice. David (played by Colin Farrell) would like to be a lobster if he doesn’t find love.

Somehow, The Lobster is a drab, absurdist drama that refuses to provide levity.

More Colin Farrell

I don’t know why you would drag down this preposterous premise by embedding it in a dystopian future. I think we can all realize the ridiculousness and appreciate the absurdity without having to ground it in a gritty, joyless environment. This movie would have been instantly improved by just making this a magical hotel with the same type of consequences looming for failure. Tweak the story by having Colin Farrell’s character unwittingly arrive at the hotel for an extended stay—only to learn he has to find love before he leaves or else he’s turned into the animal of his choice.

You could still touch on the same points while also adding humor to lift up the material.  There is an astonishing lack of laughs in The Lobster.  Instead, this is a tough slog to endure.  This movie figuratively beats a dead horse and it literally beats a dead dog.

Director and co-writer Yorgos Lanthimos handled this movie with zero subtlety.

Despite a 2-hour runtime, there’s a frustrating lack of substance in The Lobster.

I still commend Lanthimos for the audacity of the premise, but I cannot think of one person I could recommend this movie to and reasonably expect them to enjoy it. Personally, I find it much more interesting to think and talk about the idea of this movie than the actual movie.

Leave The Lobster to die its slow, dull death in the grave it dug for itself.


1.5 out of 5 stars


Goodbye World is the most realistic depiction of the apocalypse and its local impact.

Our entire technological infrastructure has fallen apart because of a virus that sent a message to literally everyone—by targeting that person’s contacts and sending the message to their contacts (and so on) in a never-ending cycle. Not only has that caused communication to collapse, but it has snowballed to a complete failure of the energy grid. Suddenly, we are technologically untethered.

What was the message everyone was sending and receiving? Goodbye World.

Within the first 15 minutes, our group of friends is introduced and you start getting bits and pieces of the collapse. However, these people are largely aloof to the impending doom. Except for a few characters caught in major cities, most of them are making their way to a dinner party to their friend’s house in the secluded hills of Northern California. Essentially, the house is a compound with an ample garden and supplies. It is very convenient, but it makes sense in the context of the story.


The core four characters that are meeting up for this dinner party are two couples: Nick (played by Ben McKenzie) and Becky (played by Caroline Dhavernas) as well as James (played by Adrian Grenier) and Lily (played by Kerry Bishe). Nick started a company with James and Lily, but James froze Nick out of the company—because Nick wanted to sell the private data of their users—then James sold the company. It’s a nice, tight way to get these characters to this compound for a reason.

The other friends in this movie are Benji (played by Mark Webber), Laura (played by Gaby Hoffmann), and Lev (played by Kid Cudi). Benji is a radical activist recently out of jail who travels giving lectures, but still lives in the guest house out back. Becky is a disgraced political aide after getting caught on camera fucking the Senator she worked for and loved. Lev is a hacker who is about to commit suicide during the opening of the movie, but he stops when he hears about the cyber attack on the news.

Kid Cudi

Don’t let the cast fool you. There’s not a lot of notable names, but they play their parts extremely well. I hate most movies like this because the characters feel like a collection of actors rather than a group of friends. That dynamic is so hard to capture because every person within the group has a different relationship with each friend. When do you ever have a group of friends where everyone likes everyone? Have you met most people? This movie gives you the sense of history amongst these friends, and their interactions bring those stories to life. It is a credit to these actors and the writing.

Goodbye World earns the honor of most believable movie group of friends I’ve ever witnessed.


To be clear, this is more of a human drama than a movie documenting the collapse of society.

Shrinking the scale is a wise move because you can only show so much in a low-budget movie. You may not see America crumbling, but you get glimpses through the impact it has on people. When society falls, it is people who you have to watch out for at every turn. People will start to turn on you in order to save themselves. Friends become enemies. It is a fight over human nature.

I never felt like Goodbye World bordered on the ridiculous.

For the most part, these friends are kept safe by virtue of location. The house is not remotely close to civilization so they are cut off and secluded from most of the chaos. These places exist, I used to live approximately a half hour from any gas station or store. When things get too cozy and comfortable, a threat is introduced in the form of a sketchy duo of National Guard soldiers.

National Guard

I don’t know why there is so much hate and vitriol for Goodbye World.

If no one else will stand up, I’ll be the one to champion this movie. Goodbye World is built on an interesting concept, and the amazing acting breathes life into the story and makes it personal. I didn’t like everyone and that’s the intention. There are different characters that each person will connect with or despise, but there is plenty to enjoy in terms of both comedy and drama.

As much as Adrian Grenier gets deservedly shit on, Goodbye World is the absolute apex of his acting ability. Although he does sport an annoying top knot for most of the movie, Grenier makes James a believable blend of asshole and well-intentioned husband trying to care for his family. Even Ben McKenzie displays some dimension as Nick rather than his typical flat character type. And fucking Kid Cudi. I love Kid Cudi and Lev is a beautiful bright spot. Goodbye World is almost perfect.

I’ve said it several times before, but re-watchability is an important factor in my enjoyment of a movie. I believe Goodbye World is good enough to earn your repeated viewing. At this point, I think I have watched it at least 5 times. Savor Goodbye World while it is still streaming on Netflix. With a runtime right under an hour and a half, it’s an ideal length. Director Denis Henry Hennelly managed to make something unique with this movie, which he co-wrote with Sarah Adina Smith.

You don’t often get a comedy that packs an emotional punch.

When it ended, I did not want to say goodbye.


4 out of 5 stars


Better Living Through Chemistry is a worthwhile comedy currently streaming.

Essentially, this is a vehicle for Sam Rockwell to act weird. While it’s not a laugh riot, Sam Rockwell is a fucking star and he can carry a subpar story. You get the obligatory, crowd-pleasing Sam Rockwell dance sequence to go along with his infusion of bizarre energy and unique presence. I’m captivated by even the mundane actions of the aptly-named Sam Rockwell—because Sam does in fact rock well.

Don’t raise your hopes and expectations too high, but this comedy is better than most in theaters. Better Living Through Chemistry is simply a goofy, silly satire of boring suburban family life.

Rock 'n Well

Sam Rockwell plays a by-the-book pharmacist named Doug Varney who recently bought the family pharmacy from his asshole father-in-law, Walter Bishop—played by the late Ken Howard. Doug is extremely unhappy in his marriage to annoying, uber-controlling Kara—who is expertly performed by Michelle Monaghan. Kara is an ultra-competitive cyclist (often at the expense of being there for their quirky, troubled son) and she practically has Doug’s balls in a jar on the mantelpiece.

Doug’s miserable existence gets a jolt of life when he delivers medicine to jaded trophy wife Elizabeth Roberts. I don’t know how most of you feel about Olivia Wilde, but she is fucking stunning in this movie and she plays the sad housewife very well. Addicted to a cocktail of prescription pills to ignore her loveless marriage, Elizabeth introduces Doug to the sordid life of sex, drugs, and rock ‘n well.

Olivia Wilde

Most of the supporting cast is admittedly unremarkable. Ray Liotta is the best of the lot as Elizabeth’s absentee husband (Jack). While the story eventually saunters towards Doug and Elizabeth plotting to kill Jack by jacking up the dosage of his heart medicine, Ray Liotta is only in two scenes so you hardly get enough of him. Ben Schwartz is probably the other slightly memorable supporting actor as Noah—a dirtbag/douchebag employee at Doug’s pharmacy who never actually does his job.

It is supremely strange to have Jane Fonda narrate this movie. It feels like an awful joke that they attempted to pay off, but it just falls flat with a resounding thud. Instead of using a confusing narrator that makes no sense why she’s involved, you have a ready-made professional with a velvety voice in lead actor Sam Rockwell. Were they afraid of having too much Sam Rockwell?


You can never have too much Sam Rockwell.  The movie would have benefited by using different framing.  The story should have been from his perspective. Maybe it would’ve made the DEA investigation subplot more interesting instead of the stilted interaction with the aloof agent.

While Better Living Through Chemistry meanders through the second half, you can do a lot worse in terms of comedies—plus, this is still streaming on Netflix. Although it should be an easy sell to Sam Rockwell fans, this is a light-hearted dark comedy that might appeal to a wider middle-age audience because it doesn’t take itself seriously. Basically, it manages to be an enjoyable midlife crisis.


3 out of 5 stars


Me and Earl and the Dying Girl is a phenomenal film and one of my absolute favorites from 2015.

Released last summer, this movie has been relatively overlooked. Personally, I don’t know anyone else who has watched Me and Earl and the Dying Girl. Maybe it’s because this was a smaller independent movie without major marketing or star power, but the whole cast is outstanding. Thomas Mann shines as the titular Me (actual character’s name is Greg), and RJ Cyler has a charismatic yet low-key presence as Greg’s best friend/co-worker/acquaintance Earl. Remember the names of those actors.

Olivia Cooke holds her own as well with a solid, overwhelmingly depressing performance as Rachel—the Dying Girl. After repeated viewings, you can really pick up on her nuances and see the literal and figurative transformation of the character. Rachel’s dad left when she was young so she only has her mom. Molly Shannon plays her mom (Denise) and this is undoubtedly the best performance of her career as well as her best movie. Denise actually starts the story in motion by telling Greg’s mom that Rachel has been diagnosed with leukemia. Despite not necessarily being friends, Greg is practically pushed by his mom to hang out with Rachel, which results in an amazingly awkward introduction.


Within the first 15 minutes, the setup is complete and the story is established.

Although the story is based on a book written by Jesse Andrews, director Alfonso Gomez-Rejon had Andrews tweak the screenplay. I haven’t read the book, but I wholeheartedly endorse the changes I discovered. Alfonso Gomez-Rejon felt like he was the only one who could tell this story, and it’s hard to argue with that. The movie was dedicated to his late father and you can tell it’s personalized with certain movie references that influenced Gomez-Rejon. In different (less adept) hands, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl could have transformed into your typical young adult romance fodder.


The interplay between Greg, Earl, and Rachel is the most compelling component of this character-driven drama. Greg tries to keep everyone at a distance because he has very low self-esteem and doesn’t want to get close to people, but he also becomes incredibly selfless through his friendship with Rachel. For better or worse, Greg’s carefully cultivated invisibility disappears. These characters feel like genuine people legitimately reacting to the events and having difficulty coping with their reality. Rachel is dealt a shitty hand by being abandoned by her dad early in life and then dealing with leukemia during her senior year. You feel the burden and weight these characters are carrying in their everyday lives.

While the subject matter is inescapably sad, you can savor the moments of levity.

In particular, Nick Offerman is fucking hilarious as Greg’s dad—it’s a nice counter to Connie Britton’s nagging mom routine. Nick Offerman plays an out-there, off-the-wall professor of sorts who somehow stays at home most of the time. He introduces Greg and Earl to the finest foreign cinema when they’re rather young, which inspired them to make their own homages to the movies they love.


Basically, Greg and Earl change a word or two in the title of a movie they love and then make their own parody story. There are snippets of some movies and you just see the titles of others. In all, they have 42 films—gems like A Sockwork Orange, Burden of Screams, Eyes Wide Butt, My Dinner with Andre the Giant, and Raging Bullshit. I have a real appreciation for those little vignettes. Ultimately, it’s a few short seconds of actual screen time that likely took quite a while to compile the list of fake titles and compose the parody scenes. It is a delightful nod to film history. And most importantly, it results in at least one Werner Herzog impersonation in the movie. I hope you just read that sentence in his voice.

Jon Bernthal is his usual excellent self as the History teacher, Mr. McCarthy. Greg and Earl sit in his office to eat and watch videos during their lunch. It also affords Mr. McCarthy the opportunity to throw down life lessons here and there. I have never experienced a Jon Bernthal performance that I didn’t love, and this movie is absolutely no different. His character adds energy to the school sequences, and I’m convinced his mere presence elevated the performances of Thomas Mann and RJ Cyler. You wish you had a teacher as cool as Jon Bernthal. Hell, I wish I knew anyone as cool as Jon Bernthal.


It would’ve been too easy to make this movie a sappy teen cancer flick about finding love in the worst of times. Me and Earl and the Dying Girl is enjoyable on several levels because it has so many layers. It is unmistakably a movie about how much cancer fucking sucks. But it’s also a comedy about how true friendship works. This is a movie that can and should be enjoyed by various types of audiences. Although the protagonists are teenagers in high school, I would argue that this even more of a heartfelt drama for adults. Prepare for an emotional ride through the human experience.

Maybe it’s just me, but I found a lot to fall madly in love with this movie. As long as you pay attention, Me and Earl and the Dying Girl can continue unfolding itself to you even after the credits roll.

Respect the Research

5 out of 5 stars