This book has the most literal title I’ve ever come across. All it needs is “…and some amateur filmmaking” to cover everything. Given the subject matter, I had an expectation of what the story might be like but it surprised me. The portrayal of Rachel’s illness was unsentimental without ever being uncaring. It’s not a tearjerker, but it’s still moving. It’s honest and matter-of-fact and most of all funny. It’s also very readable, with a very informal narrator and amusing scripted sections.
My rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️
Originally posted to Tumblr on 9 March 2016