✰ 3.25 stars ✰
“Don’t let’s ask for the moon,” he said. “We have the stars.”
A bittersweet love story between a London-based bookseller & part-time drag queen and a Hollywood rising superstar, one that shows how it is often the times when we are hiding our true selves that really mirrors who we really are on the inside. 😥 Lighthearted when it needed to be, funny and charming when the romance was soft and sweet, and mildly bearable when a third-act break-up has them realize their true feelings. 🧑🏻🏫💑🏻🦸🏼♂️
“In fact, fancying a straight man was much like fancying a celebrity: unlikely to get you anywhere.
So why couldn’t he stop thinking about that smile?”
For if not for that absurdly timed third-act break-up, this was looking up to be a really promising read. Will and Patrick came from opposite sides - from two different worlds, but yet, there was something that they shared. How in some way both Will & Patrick wore a second self in a costume or a performance that both displayed and hid their true selves, but only one of them was truly free even without that cover-up. 🥲 'The chance to step into a character, to be someone else entirely, even if just for a little while. To step into Will’s world and see life through his eyes.' It was their meeting and their gradual mutual attraction that made them feel how special and perfect they were as they were. They were likable characters; I liked that Will was up-front about being a drag queen and how he never pushed Patrick to include him in his acting life. 🥹
“You’re my better self. You’re the person I think of when I need to be funny or brave or strong.”
I really enjoyed seeing Patrick and Will become a part of each other's world. It was tinged with this genuine honest affection and lovable humor that slowly made its way into a mutual feeling of love and want. There was a lot of heart to their scenes that had me enjoying their interactions. It was all very Notting Hill-esque, but in an appealing way that had the perfect America's boyfriend, Patrick drop his guarded mask with Will, because he desired him. 'If he was found out, it would be game over. The star of Kismet caught in full drag in a gay bar.' 😟 That for him, he was willing to break his own NDA - his own set of rules, for how Will brings out a side of him he never knew. Will was so giving and trusting, and I think that level of trust was what Patrick needed to show how he did not have to hide in the shadows; because there was someone who loved him without the suit or the cape. That gentle acceptance was the tipping point he needed to embrace himself for who he was; it hurt that it took for a distasteful break-up for it to happen. 🤧
“Then there’s the likes of us. I truly believe that it takes greater strength and genuine guts to be like us. I’d rather risk a beating than hate who I am, or have women be afraid of me.
We’re the real men, Will. Never forget that.”
The writing was fresh and funny and engaging. The narrative is divided between their alternating perspectives, however, I do feel that the third inclusion of past characters, interspersed with various scenes from a movie script, ruined the tempo of their story. I know there was a reason behind their inclusion, but I think if it could only have been captured in a different way, it would have made more of an impact, rather than seeming like an unnecessary distraction. 😕 I know I should have paid more attention to it, but I was getting bored with all the script-dialogue, even though, again, there was a purpose for it, but it fell flat for me. I would not have minded, though, more into the past lives, instead; despite how it turned out for them, there was a lot more that it could have developed into - a whole other story of their own making. 😔
The quirky cast of supporting characters also helped to enliven the scenes. Having Patrick's own castmates be so supportive of him, showed just how old-fashioned his fears were, despite how his manager warned him of how damaging it would be to his career if he did come out. They showed him that there were those who would stand by him, even when others would not favor him. 🫂 I liked the drag queen world where Will worked; there was something so lively about it that it felt real to me. Will's best friend, Justin, though, was really the man of the hour for me, at times. His words moved me more than others and I was caught up in his impassioned thoughts and supportive touches for Will. If he ever gets his own book and a shot at happiness, I would love to read it. 🥰
“Imagine thinking that calling somebody a fairy was an insult,” she said.
“Fairies used to be feared and revered...The word ‘homophobia’ supposedly means they’re afraid of us, but I think they’ve forgotten who they’re dealing with.”
It hurts knowing that it is not only homophobia that still strongly exists, but even those who get upset with drag queens, who are not even hurting anyone, and still are cause for scorn and ridicule. It angers me and frustrates me that such contempt and prejudiced views still exist; but what is always admirable is seeing the strength in numbers and their vocal spirit in never backing down or bowing in defeat. 'I guess we’re the lucky ones,” said Jordan. “We stopped wasting time resenting ourselves for being different a long time ago.' 🥺 It was uplifting to see the celebration of queer love and how much it deeply matters. It gives hope to those who may fear venturing into the business, or are even scared into embracing that part of themselves to never stop fighting, because there will always be someone to back them up. ❤️🩹❤️🩹
When I saw the cover, I was prepared for sort of a cheesy rom-com with comic book vibes that would shift between the hero trying to sweep his love interest off his feet with his oh-so charming personality. But, I was pleasantly surprised of how much better it turned out than my expectations, of how two unlikely souls were able to save each other to guide them into a brighter light. It's that beautiful and uplifting feeling of finding love in the most unexpected of places of how We Could Be Heroes to that one person, that truly matters. 🎇