**Many thanks to NetGalley, Doubleday, and Julia Langbein for an ARC of this book! Now available as of 3.21!**
An attempt at a deep dive...that lands solidly in the shallow end of the pool.
American Mermaid is the Magnum Opus of one Penelope "Penny' Schleeman, a novel that has now been optioned and is headed for an adaptation on the silver screen. Penny doesn't know much about Hollywood, other than that life is diametrically opposed to her existence as a high school teacher. She heads for L.A. and starts working with a rather obnoxious male duo to bring her book to life...but it works a LITTLE too well. Penny's protagonist Sylvia (who discovers that the legs that keep her wheelchair bound are actually part of a TAIL...and yep, she's a mermaid) starts to make a real-life cameo. As Penny fights to keep her character's integrity intact in the face of studio pressure, she begins to hear noises that others don't hear and feel things others couldn't possibly feel...others that aren't MERMAIDS, anyway. Could those really be siren calls...and has Sylvia truly come up out of the pages to be Part of Our World? 🧜♀️
Genre-benders tend to either be a slam dunk or a complete miss for me as a reader, and this one is bizarre to say the least. There is a 'fantasy' element, some sci-fi, environmentalism talk, faux-feminist prose, AND eye-roll worthy Hollywood critique...quite a bit of content to try to jam into just over 300 pages. The book bounces back and forth between excerpts of American Mermaid the book and Penny's experience with the adaptation (and the subsequent chaos) and to be honest, it almost felt like she started writing one book, didn't know how to flesh it out, and built the second book around it. I can't say that I enjoyed EITHER story line. Even if they had been connected in a more cohesive way, the excerpts from the book started to drag and then get a bit out there by the end and I just didn't buy what the author was selling when it came to the "my fictional character is coming to life...and might also be me but I'm not sure" angle either.
And then there's the "humor". This author is a stand-up comic, and I have no idea what her comedy shows are like, but if they're anything like this book, I can honestly say I wouldn't even CONSIDER attending one of them. Like many comics, she relies heavily on crass humor, and the two male Hollywood-ites that Sylvia has to deal with are so over the top obnoxious, I could hardly stand even SKIMMING their sections of dialogue/texts. Langbein also has some sort of fascination with mentioning genitalia: I can't even TELL you how many times body parts (or weird nicknames for said body parts, such as 'cooch' and 'chode') littered the narrative. I just didn't understand it. If Langbein was attempting to make her heroine some type of feminist and environmentalist set to right the wrongs of Hollywood, I don't think this was quite the way to go about it.
All of this grandiose posturing about how women are sexualized in Hollywood etc. didn't feel like the author was treading any sort of new territory, and having a lead who acted like a cross between a wild child and a petulant teen probably wasn't the best way to sell this message. I appreciate her attempts to talk about environmentalism too, but this was yet another message that got 'lost at sea', as it were. I do think if she had just taken the book within the book and threw ALL of her energy into that piece, it could have been a better read, since those passages existed without some of the obnoxious behavior in Penny's story line...but sadly, we will never know.
I'll leave you with an example of the sort of 'deep thinking' and postulating that Penny does from time to time which should also give you a good sense of Langbein's particular brand of humor:
"If that's what love is, then won't it bind us all collectively instead of being a thing that makes two vain shitheads hump?"
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I can't say that I cared enough to find out.
2.5 stars