I've had more of those bad dreams, you were ten feet in front of me / I went runnin', but I couldn't catch, just the shadow of your silhouette (The Loneliest Time – Carly Rae Jepsen & Rufus Wainwright).
Well folks, looks like we’ve got another yearner here on our hands. Let’s hear it for the millionth yearner in a row, whoop whoop! I would have probably changed my book sorting method on here by now so that I only have two categories between one shelf titled “emotionally devastating” and the other being “just a light and breezy time,” but I really don’t want to mess up the perfect rectangle thing I’ve got going on up there. Like, do I really need a separate shelf for the three Wattpad stories I've read? No, of course not, but plays a crucial role in my beautiful Jenga tower, take it away and the whole things topples over! Anyway, like always, I Cannot Reach You volume two is one of those sleeper hits that, when it hits… it really hits. In bold, and right in the feels! Which, you know, is pretty damn cool. Sorry, I know I should totally be more enthusiastic here, and I truly am grateful to be smack dab in the middle of this little Gay Manga Renaissance, because as someone who grew up with manga like Bleach and Naruto, I have to admit that while they'll always hold a special place in my heart, they were written by authors with the emotional maturity of a fortune cookie. Now, I always like to joke that, to this day, Naruto still carries the award for being the gayest manga I’ve ever read, but saying so is getting a little boring because one, it’s really not that funny, and two, I think continuing to use the line is doing a disservice to the authors who actually go out of their way to empathetically express the queer experience through their art. So yeah, I’ll try to stop saying that from now on. Besides, Naruto is only gay in that ancient mythological kind of way where the stories are so hateful and dismissive towards their female characters that the relationships between men are the only ones that are given any kind of emotional weight. Which is actually why it’s so easy for retellings like The Song of Achilles to be able to slip a queer interpretation of the classic text in there so naturally while also managing to stay truthful to the source material. Or how works like Circe can be so flexible with its reinterpretations and re-imagine the myth to both include and center around unheard voices. I'm a big fan of Madeline Miller, by the way. Don't know if you noticed. Wait, what was I talking about again? Oh yeah, I’m going to stop joking that Naruto was the media that made me gay growing up because now there's an abundance of intentional queer representation in manga to choose from. Wow, how liberating! I mean, my main actual queer awakening was shirtless Link from Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess, so the Naruto thing was never even true to begin with. Now I can let go of all the resentment I still have over Naruto focusing all of its energy around Naruto chasing Sasuke to the ends of the earth to save his soul or whatever. All telling each other that the other one is the only person who understands them, pshhh, and you’re trying to tell me that’s not a queer love story!? Anyway, since I'm clearly over it, maybe I Cannot Reach You will be the winner of the Gayest of the Gay award from now on! Who knows? Anything can happen.
Hm, I feel like I’m somewhat more off topic than usual (is that even possible?), but I'm of the mind that I don’t need to go into full synopsis mode with this review considering volume one is nothing more than a distant memory at the back of our minds by now. It’s nice because now I'm free to yap about anything that comes to mind. Yay! What should I talk about? Um… it’s pretty nice to read something that’s reasonably popular for once! Like, people have actually read this manga, what a weird feeling! It can be a little lonely being the only review on a book page because it feels like performing to an empty theater or like I’m one of the five other people at a Normani concert. No but really, if you’re looking for a manga that has a steadily escalating pacing, then I Cannot Reach You probably isn’t the one for you. When they’re not pining for each other, Yamato and Kakeru misconstrue, miscommunicate, and misremember their way through each and every panel, and I can’t lie, it can be frustrating! But here’s the thing, just because something in a story is annoying doesn’t mean it’s not realistic. I mean, the fact that these two block-heads will constantly miss each at every chance for as long as the story goes is literally hinted at in the title! The inherent tension and drama that drives the plot of I Cannot Reach You forward is that while it’s obvious that these two best friends are in love with each other and are literally in close proximity, the chasm between them only grows the longer they aren’t truthful about their real feelings. It’s a real “Distant Lover” kind of vibe. You know the one, “Distant lover, lover. Ooh, so many miles away. Heaven knows that I long for you. Every night, every night and sometimes I yearn through the day” and all that. But yeah, while this manga is ultimately a love story, it’s interesting how the story mostly highlights both Yamato and Kakeru’s differences. Yamato is the good-looking quiet dude who always gets confessed to and Kakeru is the goofy happy-go-luck guy that everybody likes but nobody like likes, if you catch my drift. It’s all very Naruto and Sasuke coded, which is a dissertation for later, but I will say that it’s a dynamic that can easily get stale very quickly, what with one guy always being labeled “the loser” and the other being “the cool dude" within the narrative. But what I liked about how it's used in I Cannot Reach You is that while Yamato's constantly stated to be the attractive one, nobody in the story actually likes being around him all that much due to his reticent and restrained nature. In a meta sense, his lack of arrogance and penchant for self-loathing not only helps him escape the “Sasuke Problem,” but it also adds a level of depth to the character and makes him the perfect love-interest and foil to Kakeru. I Cannot Reach You is a story that could have easily been a miserable reading experience, but because of its focus on character writing above all else, it instead remains a sweet little slice-of-life love story. So yeah, that’s all there is to it! Sure, this might be yet another volume full of missteps and misfires in the romance department, but I Cannot Reach You still manages to engage on a deeper level, and it hit all the correct beats to emotionally resonate... and maybe even devastate.
And you're lookin' right through me / Just like Shakespeare wrote a tragedy / But our story, never finished it / 'Cause our love, we never finished it.