First of all, many congratulations on the publication. The story revolves around two men (Theo and Max) who, after their drunken one-night stand, decided to travel together through Asia and subsequently found themselves in all sorts of ridiculously dramatic incidents and events that were fueled by alcohol, depression, anxiety, and existential crisis.
Two Million moves at such a fast pace I find it difficult to pinpoint what exactly the author is trying to say. As the dramatic, over-the-top sequences became repetitive, it left me wondering if I will ever be allowed to see an evolution in the characterisation. There is an interesting juxtaposition here, where the time and plot move way faster than the character development, leaving me a bit exhausted and doubtful of the purpose of some of the storylines. There are a few slowed-down moments that almost blossomed into something more thoughtful but I sense that the author never dived deep enough.
While Theo is the first-person narrator, the story oddly places heavier focus on Max. In this, I find it a wasted opportunity. The author seems persistent in expanding the character arc for Theo via his memories with his ex, but I felt zero connection to those snipets because the readers have no prior relationship with the ex! And all these are happening while Max are indulged in a destructive depression and/or crisis that started to become too much to bear.
One thing that unexpectedly surprised me, in a not so nice way, was when Theo wanted to become an Asian. It's one thing to like Asian cultures (Kpop, Jpop, anime, etc), it's another wanting to be an Asian (or Asian fetishisation) while the entire story reeks of white privilege wreaking havoc in Asian countries and homes and cultures. Was I offended? Perhaps mildly so.
Ultimately, it depicts the manifestation of loneliness. There is Eat Pray Love. And here is Two Million.
CW: suicidal thoughts, mention of self harm, alcohol consumption as coping mechanism