You got shiny friends since you left town / A tiny screen's the only place I see you now / And I got nothin' but well wishes for ya (Dorothea – Taylor Swift).
Not to be dramatic, but whenever I go too long without reading something gay, I basically become a walking recreation of that scene in Hercules where he's rapidly losing his life force to the well that makes you rapidly lose your life force. Thankfully I was rejuvenated just in time by this manga's gayness! Look, thrillers and comic books are great fun and all, but until I find something in those mediums that are as unapologetically queer as White Liar, I’ll have to continue my regular pit stops over here in Gay Manga Land. Well, I know this technically falls under Yaoi, but I think there’s a certain connotation with the term that gives people the wrong idea. Maybe there’s a good reason for that perception, but it’s kind of hard for me to sit here and try to tell you that a Yaoi manga is also a beautifully crafted romance above all else. I just don’t want to undersell this story's emphasis on the chemistry between the characters, because in that regard, White Liar was absolutely singular due to a surprisingly engaging love story that's full of depth and adorned by a gorgeously breezy art style. I mean, I did love the art… but damn, did these guys have some big ass hands! You just know they'd be making shock-waves every round of applause. You could say that Kei has a tight grip in more ways than one heh heh. No but really, the art was stunning, and I’m not just saying that because everyone was hot, as even the drawn beachfront landscapes had me out here like: “For every grain of sand upon the beach, I’ve got a kiss for you. I’ve got more leftover for each star, that twinkles in the blue!” It’s not every day that I come across a manga that moves me in so many different ways and on so many different fronts. As for the story, we're introduced to a hot hairdresser named Kei as he “randomly” becomes the stylist to the up-and-coming super sexy (and apparently talented) actor Taiga Jinnouchi. I put “randomly” in quotations because the kicker here is that in a turn of events that should surprise nobody, Taiga has actually been searching far and wide for Kei specifically due to the flame he’s been carrying for him ever since he got his start in the business. What follows next is a nice and easy love story that drifts along as calmly as the change in seasons from a one night stand to something more real. Though what I really loved here was the fact that the super famous guy was the one doing most the chasing. And yeah, I know I’m totally a broken record, but I’ve always been of the mind that these kinds of “aloof-famous-jerk-hooks-up-with-a-normal-person” stories only ever work when the one born with a silver spoon in their mouth does most the work. I don’t know, it’s probably the power dynamics thing, but there’s also humor and actual important characterization in showing that Kei isn’t initially in-the-know about any of Taiga’s movies, as it lends credence to their fondness towards each other being built on a solid foundation and removes possible parasocial vibes that could have otherwise made their relationship feel narratively false.
“You need to turn your role off, y’know? Only two-rate actors let themselves get possessed by the character.”
When it comes to stories that feature famous main characters, I’ve always disliked it when literally every other character is their fan, because even though it's a "sit down, be humble" kind of thing more than anything else with me, there's no denying that that level of fame is pretty rare in real life. I mean, I obviously know who Timothée Chalamet is, but the only movie I’ve actually seen of his is The King. Isn't that wild? I can't even make that joke about falling asleep during Dune because I haven't gotten to the part where I press play! Pretentious alert, but I watch movies based on how interesting they seem to me, not because of who stars in them. Besides, it doesn't matter how pretty an actors is, there's no fucking way I'm watching Wonka. But yeah, because the relationship in this manga starts out strictly sexual in nature, it's valid when Kei doesn’t believe Taiga attempts to confess his feelings. He's an actor, so him suddenly waxing poetic about true love totally feels like a line, you know? It was great how Kei had a very healthy suspicion towards Taiga’s intentions, and he went a step further because even moving past whether or not Taiga’s feelings were genuine, it still begged the question surrounding the logistics of dating a superstar. You know, would he be happy accompanying Taiga on a press tour? Sitting aside while his boo answers all those shitty Buzzfeed quizzes, tries snacks from different countries, or has to listen to the Hot Ones guy's droning voice for an hour. Ugh, literally my worst nightmare! So yeah, all thing considered, having Taiga do most of the heavy lifting was more than necessary. Does that make this a wish-fulfillment story? Sure, but to that I say… so what? Consider my wish fulfilled! This manga also did a good job of making their relationship struggles feel grounded as shown through its naturalistic dialogue. A lot of the times the way people speak in these things oscillate between either feeling way too meticulously crafted or too stiff and wooden. And this goes doubly so with gay manga, because there seems to be an unwritten rule where dialogue scenes should be sped through so the story gets to the sex scenes quicker. Which is fine, but I enjoyed how Kei and Taiga’s relationship evolves past the friends with benefits phase to the more tender and caring chapter pretty quickly. It made these characters feel more fully realized than if the story had just been about hot guys getting freaky-deaky. Another aspect that was made the story feel very natural was the fact that the author put in the time to not only hint at both Taiga and Kei's former failed relationships, but also used said backstories to inform the main source of conflict in the present day story in a way that reminded a little of a Master of None type story. In other words, I really liked this, and even if we ignore all my yapping, the simple truth is that this feel good manga made me feel... pretty good! Seriously, the second I finished the last page I wanted to go singing in the rain! “Now here’s to the golden moon. Here’s to the silver sea. Mostly here’s a toast… to you and mee~eee!” White Liar was a dream to read, a delight to talk about, and the standard to which every other manga I read from now on will have to live up to. Dramatic? Absolutely, but there are no white lies here, that’s for sure.
And if you're ever tired of bein' known for who you know / You know, you'll always know me.