Honestly, fuck the whole concept of this new romantic weepy about a woman tasked with convincing a man with quadriplegia who has a death wish — both played by able-bodied young stars — that life is worth living.
For anyone who thinks “Me, Before You” is worth a second of their time, please read this. While this is technically a movie review, it does a perfect job of explaining all of my feelings towards the book. Shame on you Jojo Moyes.













