This is the book for teens who are tired of cancer stories where the dying girl teaches the sad boy how to really live. Andrews flips the script: Greg is a disaster, Rachel is complicated and sometimes annoying, and nobody learns convenient lessons.
The voice is what makes this work—Greg's constant meta-commentary and self-deprecation create genuine humor even in the darkest moments. The fake film parodies are hilarious. And crucially, the book earns its emotional moments by refusing to manipulate.
That said, this is heavy. The profanity is constant, the subject matter is death, and Greg's anxiety spirals can be intense. It's absolutely not for younger teens or kids who need lighter fare. But for older high schoolers ready for something honest and literarily ambitious? This is one of the best YA novels of the 2010s.






