Everything, Everything was my first contemporary. And it promised so much.
But um…WHAT EVEN WAS THIS BOOK.
The first half was cute and light and adorable and then the second half turned it on its head. Basically it hopped on a train and shot off at 8,596 mph and left me in the dust wondering where in the world my feelings were. But I’m glad I missed the train because it ended up heading in a horrible direction? Seriously, what haaaappened.
While I contemplate if I’d rather buy this book and rip out the second half or just burn the whole thing with malicious glee, feel free to saunter through this mess of a review.
A spoilery review. So. If that’s not your thing…..
★ ★ ★
My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla.
But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. He’s tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers his hair completely. He catches me looking and stares at me. I stare right back. His name is Olly.
Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.
“Everything’s a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It’s up to you.”
Maddy’s pretty sick. Also kind of stupid? In the course of about three hundred pages, we meet the fella next door, run away with him, almost die because of it, want to die when Mr. Fella moves, have a moment of discovery and a tropey kid-rebels-against-parent moment, run away again (second time’s a charm right?), and it’s happily ever after.
This book is basically unbelievable with bold letters and a gorgeous cover.
“Spoiler alert: Love is worth everything. Everything.”
Apparently Mr. Fella is worth a book full of drama and the end of a tight mother/daughter relationship??? At least he’s cute right??
Uhhhhh no. I’m not buying it. Had their relationship been developed more, I might. As it wasn’t, nope. No way.
The characters themselves were tolerable for the first half (okay, okay, I ADORED them), but then the Annoying Moments began and they become…anything but adorable. Let’s recap shall we?
- Boy lets girl run away with him EVEN THOUGH HE KNOWS BETTER. It’s bad enough in the first place… But for the girl he’s letting run away with him? For all he knows, it could kill her. #notcool
- Girl gives up on mom because apparently her mistakes were unforgivable in spite of years of (albeit poorly executed) selfless love?
I didn’t like the antagonizing of the mother; it felt like something scratched on the page last-minute because nothing better could be thought of. Me no like. (Cheap plot twists and devices? Nope. Exit stage left, please.)
I have to admit, I didn’t see any of the plot twists coming, which was a miniature feat. But nothing close to making up for the rest.
“You’re not living if you’re not regretting.”
The message of Everything, Everything, like the book itself, was half-good, half-bad. It seemed to emphasize the importance of taking risks so much so that even the healthy consideration of consequences was forgotten. Which I. Didn’t. Like. You want to dive into a pool of sharks? Go aheadddd! Live your dream! What’s one risk, right? You’re risking just as much watching these moments fly by and doing nothing with them! Right?
Risks are risks for a reason. There is legitimate danger in decisions, no matter how we may romanticize it. Careful consideration is necessary. So take a breath, Maddy. Smack yourself on the head with one of your brand-new hardbacks AND THINK.
There is something called common sense. Who knew, right?
And that ending. SERIOUSLY. What complete and utter tomfoolery. I’ve never felt more unsatisfied with an ending. I’m seriously considering that it might have been better if everyone just died?
Instead, the conclusion just made me dislike everyone.
But in spite of everything I had against this book, I can’t forget that the first half of this book was perfect. It was every bit of five stars. I should probably talk about it more than I’m going to now, too. But the rest of the novel just eclipses any good feeling I had initially, so it seems like a waste to relive the good parts just to disappoint myself again with remembering what comes next. I was immersed in quotes I absolutely disagreed with, like this snazzy one:
“Maybe growing up means disappointing the people we love.”
Yeah no. That’s not the way I want to live my life.
In light of lots of quotes like that, I just don’t see the point in bringing out the good parts of Everything, Everything. Which is horrible. BUT JUST LET ME, OKAY?
Everything, Everything felt like two different books in one, if I’m honest. The first half was cute and adorable and hooked me instantly. The second half was rebellious and fast and unsatisfactory and so maddeninggggg. I want to throw the book at a wall and hug it simultaneously??? And sorry, but that species of book just isn’t the best, and it’s definitely not my cup of tea.
***SPOILER REVIEWS BY MARIEE***
Apparently love and rebellion is worth every price and leads to the Perfect Ending. That’s a bad message and it doesn’t smell a bit like reality.
It had a pretty spine, I guess. There’s one thing going for it.
Is it okay for me to read?
Language • • • • •
Infrequent swearing. One s-word is said.
Violence • • • • •
A few scenes of domestic violence.
Sensuality • • • • •
First-person descriptions of kissing, making-out, and one more-then-suggestive scene, unfortunately.
Substances • • • • •
A neighbor’s father is an alcoholic and shown drunk a few times.
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