This book is really, really something. It’s another fanfiction romance ((in)famously my favorite genre), but this time I didn’t consume the original IP, so I don’t know how it stacks up against its origin. What I do know is that this book is trying to be something much, much more than an escapist romance—and I don’t know that it’s successful in meeting that goal.
GAMES sets up interesting tensions right from the beginning, pairing 23-year-old Lili, a half-Lebanese Econ grad student, with 45-year-old Aleksandr, a long-ago Russian emigrant who now heads up some kind of major asset management firm. Lili has leftist politics, dead parents, and strong interests in urban farming, veganism, and astrology (got all that?). Aleksandr is a strong proponent of capitalism and a supposed workaholic who has a suspicious amount of time to develop an encyclopedic knowledge of economic theory, art, music, and literature. Their shared interests consist of drinking, extraordinarily rough sex, and arguing.
So! How are *these* two going to end up together? It’s a question with all kinds of fascinating avenues to explore. Lili is young, untethered, with apparently unlimited potential (almost everyone Lili meets tries to offer her a job) and unparalleled brains (we are told this, but whether her intelligence is actually supported by her conversations and actions is another matter). Aleksandr is older and far more experienced, set in his ways and perspective. Class, gender, ethnic origin, politics, an age gap wider than the Grand Canyon—is love enough to bridge those divides?
The differences between them seem more insurmountable, and therefore more interesting, from Lili’s perspective. She claims to abhor much of Aleksandr’s way of life—the easy way he wields his power, the downstream effects of how he makes his money—while also enjoying the trappings of his wealth. Her closest friends, too, are wealthy, and Lili doesn’t hesitate to take advantage of their charming vacation homes and gorgeous NYC apartments. The closest Lili comes to struggling with money in this book is getting a low balance alert from her bank after paying for a plane ticket to Paris. The book I hoped this would be would have truly interrogated the wide gulf between Lili’s stated politics and the way she lives her life, and what she might be giving up by choosing Aleksandr. But that is not the book we got.
What GAMES ends up feeling like is Volkova’s attempt to show how smart she is—and she IS extremely smart, don’t get me wrong—while ultimately wanting to write a fantastical romance about an orphan girl falling in love with a sugar daddy, lol. The book implies that the conversations Lili and Aleksandr have are mutually gratifying and equally weighted, but they feel more like Aleksandr teaching Lili about the world. And the second half of the book avoids grappling with any of the major tensions set up in the first half, reverting to a story where only Lili and Aleksandr and their love for each other matters. The book starts off appearing concerned with global material concerns—poverty and food insecurity and environmental decay—but ends in a bubble only big enough to contain the two main characters.
The writing almost made me stop reading. It’s better than some of the slop in the romance section, and Volkova clearly has a distinct style, but that style is really annoying lol. She absolutely loves to list sensory details in a construction that gets so unbelievably repetitive I felt like I was going crazy. Here, I’ll give it a try. *She writes her review in the cocoon of her basement while her husband plays music in the next room—hiss of central air, tufts of dog hair, patter of drum set, snow a blanket outside.* Now imagine 400+ pages of that. There’s also such an absurd amount of name dropping. Theorists, artists, musicians, books, designers, brands. It’s tiresome. We know you know things!!
This self indulgence is, and I truly believe this, a result of this book being fanfic. That’s what fanfic is—a way for authors to throw in references to all their favorite things, to show off their knowledge in their area of expertise, while writing about love and sex and romance between their favorite characters. It’s fun in fanfic, and often endearing. It just doesn’t translate the same way to original work.
I did think the third act romantic conflict was quite well done. If you ignore the fact that the book, again, just dispenses with all the big and thorny questions it set up at the beginning, the resolution of Lili’s and Aleksandr’s story is satisfying. But you have to ignore a lot.
Finally, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the insane sex in this book, lol. This is not, for better or for worse, a manual for a safe BDSM relationship. There are no contracts, no safe words, and barely even any conversations. The sex can be disturbing. I think that’ll make a lot of readers mad, but it’s also refreshing in a batshit way.
I don’t think this book reaches its potential, but I’m sure many girlies will love it. For all my issues, it avoids some of the truly nauseating infantilization, treacly cuteness, and therapization happening in many contemporary romances. So it might be worth a shot for you!
Thank you to NetGalley for providing an e-arc in exchange for an honest review.