"Apparently smart-mouthed bastards with long legs and perky asses were Dante's downfall into love, commitment and putting another person's needs above his own."
I've thoroughly enjoyed these last two hours that I've spent with this book.
The story is about D-list celebrity Dante, who's out and proud and struggling with his acting career. His "brilliant" plan is to fake a monogamous relationship with his straight (?) best friend Chris to get the media's attention and land the lead role in a new blockbuster film. Um, ok.
Admittedly, I had to remove my "reality glasses" and put on my "strongest disbelief glasses" with that premise, but once that was done I was ready for the ride.
I didn't quite understand what happened to Chris halfway through the book; if he was actually bisexual, gay or gay-for-Dante. Also, Chris doesn't seem to have any management or family members who might be surprised with his public declaration to suddenly be in love and in a relationship with another man. But whatever.
This is a fluffy, totally non-angsty book. Great for a sweet in-between read.
Thanks to Julie for the BR!
This was massively disappointing. And it could have been brilliant. It had that potential. The premise was great, particularly what caused the fall of civilization. But that was all wasted with all the irrelevant nonsense that had nothing to do with the premise. An ungodly amount of time was spent on only marginally relevant characters years and years and years before the apocalypse. And the story would keep going back to years before and the utterly mundane details of the lives of barely relevant people. Like history and journey of everything they had in the decades after the fall had to be explained in excruciating detail including everything happening the lives and work of the person then. I can't even adequately explain how ridiculous it was. Especially in addition to the jumping all over the place in time.
The real killer is when the story was focused on civilization falling, the direct aftermath, and the story a few decades after it was great. I was really into what was happening and the world Mandel set up. But then it'd come to a grinding halt and we'd be in the past being bored to tears. I actually started screaming, "WHO THE FUCK CARES?!" at it in my car. So much time was wasted that could have been spent weaving a rich and fulfilling story in the aftermath. The resolution of the Prophet could have been better if given the proper time. Even in the last thirty minutes of the audiobook, most of that time was spent on the last two days in the life of the actor who died at the beginning of the book and who was, for some reason, the lynchpin connecting most of the characters. Almost no time was left to wrap up the relevant stories. And so much freaking time was spent excruciatingly establishing intersecting paths between these characters and then we didn't get to see them unravel those connections.
There is is so much extraneous story about this actor's life and people connected to him! Why?? It's so unnecessary and aggravating.
We're in the collapse with our leads story going, she's looking at a book about the actor's life then it's a chapter excerpting the book, then it's back in time to his second ex-wife letting a friend of his know about the book, then it's about the friend's feelings on the book, then it's the friend interviewing a random secretary about her boss for his job THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING AND YET GOES ON AND ON AND ON.
What relevance does this have to the story??
Now the chapters are all over the place in the present and the past and it's so annoying! This book had so much potential.