It’s not easy breaking into show biz. Especially when you aren’t exactly loaded with talent. But Malcolm Fox won’t let a little thing like that hold him back.
Actually, it isn’t the show-business part of his life that bothers him as much as the romantic part—or the lack thereof. At twenty-six, Malcolm has never been in love. He lives in San Diego with his roommate, Beth, another struggling actor, and each of them is just as unsuccessful as the other. While Malcolm toddles off to this audition and that, he ponders the lack of excitement in his life. The lack of purpose. The lack of a man.
Then Beth’s brother moves in.
Freshly imported from Missouri of all places, Cory Williams is a towering hunk of muscles and innocence, and Malcolm is gobsmacked by the sexiness of his new roomie from the start. When infatuation enters the picture, Malcolm knows he’s really in trouble. After all, Cory is straight!
At least, that’s the general consensus.
With several years of reviewing behind me and with many hundreds of books reviewed, this is my first official DNF. I decided to stop reading this book after I had finished just about 25% of it. This is most likely a case of the style of the book just not matching with me as a reviewer.
From page one, the voice of the main character, Malcolm, was not for me. Malcolm thinks he’s charming; just ask him, or not, cause he’ll tell you anyway. For me, Malcom was full on snark with a sturdy side of crass. His character broke the fourth wall, which is a style I like, but there wasn’t one thing I found engaging about Malcolm that made me want to listen to him further.
The women in the portion of the book I did read were described in an unflattering manner many times with many stereotypes abound. Malcolm’s best friend, Beth, a wanna be performer, is described as a “dancing hippo,” his 60-year mother is described as constantly having a new boyfriend and not being able to keep her legs together, and a random 70-year-old woman was also depicted with unflattering attributes.
The book starts out with Malcolm in full bravado mode face first into another man and his demeanor was off-putting to me. The plot then moves to Beth informing Malcolm that her brother, Cory, will not only be moving into their home, but will be moving into Malcolm’s room. There is no discussion, no warning, and as Beth is informing him of this and he’s freaking out, their landlord arrives with a rollaway bed he just happened to have in storage, and then moments later the brother arrives at the door. But ya know, Malcolm suddenly thinks it will be alright because said brother is h-o-t. <eye roll> Beth then makes a production of reminding everyone that Malcolm is gay while Cory is not–good to know.
The sterotypes don’t end at the women as Cory arrives with a Pit Bull. There is then a scene of breed profiling as Malcolm is certain the dog will attack him on sight. Of course that doesn’t happen and Malcom and the dog may just become best buds by the end of the book because said dog climbed into Malcolm’s bed to sleep with him.
And…that’s where I left all of them. I had no interest in seeing how these two would get together and had zero interest in listening to Malcolm snark on any longer. I am aware that this type of character has never been to my liking and if I had the ability to have known beforehand, I would have just steered clear. If snark and crass appeal to you, then this book could be the book for you.
A review copy of this book was provided by Dreamspinner Press.