After finished reading, I felt certain emotions but I thought it was best to lay off writing a review after I settled in. Well, 10 months have passed and here I am.
Overall, it's a read-able book but I had balked, and continue to do so, at the white superiority complex spiel.
There were no less than 4 instances where the author felt it necessary to inform his readers of the supriority of the white gay male:
1. On Page 50, Sean was sent a photo by a John Smith. "His face was blurred out, but the body wasn't bad: he was white, fit...".
2. On Page 62, "I opened Grindr again. Soon my vision blurred and I couldn't distinguish between all the pics of white torsos".
3. On Page 140, Sean was showed an advert for Australia's Yes campaign for the same sex plebicite coming up. "The advert starred a young man who was white, fit and masculine."
4. On Page 125, "And he'd be right. I'd long felt the most privileged position that existed within the gay community: white, gymfit, passable as a straight jock."
Each of the 4 instances on its own could be seen as benign. And I do recognise that in some cases, a racial description of some sort would be necessary. However I couldn't find, in this book, any context to support the inclusion of the racial descriptions in the manner I have listed above.
To give you some context of where I'm coming from and taking you momentarily away from the novel - when you:
- look at a photo of Naomi Campbell in 2023, would you go "Wow, what a beautiful black model!"? I wouldn't.
- open a dating app, would you go, "Wow so many hot [race] men/women!"? I wouldn't. Or even if you live in an exclusively white area, wouldn't you just go, "Wow, so many hot guys/girls!"? Well, unless you set the filter to show only a particular ...
- have watched a Superman movie, would you describe it as "A white powerful superhero battling the forces of evil."? I wouldn't.
As a coloured person reading this book, I was constantly reminded that a non-white person doesn't exist in Sean's world (bearing in mind that Sean's world is set in Brisbane, which as been described as a multicultural city), or if they do exist, they are invisible, immaterial or not relevant. I was also reminded that you can only be attractive if you are a white. This was all rather confronting. Now, 10 months later, the unpleasantness I felt when reading this book still lingers on, so much so that I feel compelled to call it out here.
However, this being a debut novel, I will close one eye. And in the spirit of being in the same community, I remain hopeful that the author's next novel will be more...polished.