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A review by imme_van_gorp
Book Boyfriend by Kris Ripper
3.0
|| 2.5 stars ||
What I loved about this book is that there was sooo much pining and longing. It’s the slowest of slow-burns with absolutely zero smut.
The way PK (he/him) is desperately in love with his best friend, Art (they/them), had me by the throat, and it was very cute how much he adored them.
He was so obsessed with them, but he just didn’t know how to tell them, so he wrote a whole damn book about it, just so he could get his feelings out.
That sounds adorable, right? Yes, it does. I don’t accept a no to that.
The problem, however, lies in how this is written. The whole thing was generally one big monologue and there were only a few actual interactions or dialogues.
This did not only mean that not a whole lot happened, but also that we did not really get to know Art or PK’s relationship to them.
The amount of times Art and PK genuinely talk in this book can be counted on one hand, I think. We didn’t see much of their friendship, let alone a blossoming love story.
So, all in all, I liked the idea of this book. A lot. But unfortunately the execution was severely lacking, especially with regards to the connection or chemistry between them. I was just generally missing some relationship development or actual romance.
And in the end, I feel like we got way too little. I was a bit over it all: my patience was running thin, and the pay-off wasn’t worth it.
Also, I want to put this out there: PK is an idiot. A (sometimes) lovable one, perhaps, but an idiot nonetheless. So if that kind of character annoys you, consider yourself warned when it comes to this book
What I loved about this book is that there was sooo much pining and longing. It’s the slowest of slow-burns with absolutely zero smut.
The way PK (he/him) is desperately in love with his best friend, Art (they/them), had me by the throat, and it was very cute how much he adored them.
He was so obsessed with them, but he just didn’t know how to tell them, so he wrote a whole damn book about it, just so he could get his feelings out.
That sounds adorable, right? Yes, it does. I don’t accept a no to that.
The problem, however, lies in how this is written. The whole thing was generally one big monologue and there were only a few actual interactions or dialogues.
This did not only mean that not a whole lot happened, but also that we did not really get to know Art or PK’s relationship to them.
The amount of times Art and PK genuinely talk in this book can be counted on one hand, I think. We didn’t see much of their friendship, let alone a blossoming love story.
So, all in all, I liked the idea of this book. A lot. But unfortunately the execution was severely lacking, especially with regards to the connection or chemistry between them. I was just generally missing some relationship development or actual romance.
And in the end, I feel like we got way too little. I was a bit over it all: my patience was running thin, and the pay-off wasn’t worth it.
Also, I want to put this out there: PK is an idiot. A (sometimes) lovable one, perhaps, but an idiot nonetheless. So if that kind of character annoys you, consider yourself warned when it comes to this book