Twice in a Blue Moon by Christina Lauren
Sam Brandis was Tate Jones’ first everything: her first love, her first sexual experience, and her first betrayal. She never expected him to come back into her life.
Tate met Sam in London fourteen years ago on a trip to London with her grandmother, and the two bonded fiercely. Until Sam discovered Tate’s secret and betrayed her to the world, summoning a plague of paparazzi (this is the accurate collective noun btw) and heralding her entrance into stardom.
I did enjoy this book. Up to the 92ish percent mark. Then I just…I dunno. I just kinda didn’t?
I was intrigued and enthralled by the world of movie stars—the spinning of narratives, the on-set antics and behavioral norms, Tate’s relationship with her very famous father who was kinda but not really Tom Cruise—but wasn’t so intrigued by Tate and Sam themselves.
The first part is slow, with lots of lying on the grass staring up at the sky and just being and talking and blah blah and aching betrayal, and the second catapults straight into present day.
I honestly couldn’t believe for a second that some level of familiarity didn’t jiggle into Tate’s mind when she read Milkweed‘s screenplay. Because Sam was at the corner of her mind, always present even when she wasn’t thinking about him, because his betrayal was what made her what she was—literally and figuratively. And because the story of his grandparents was just so amazing and resonated so much.
And she never tried to stalk the dude who exposed her to the world? She just moved on and went on with her life?
So Sam and Tate themselves were annoying. I won’t go further because ~spoilers~, but lemme just say that if a dude screwed me over that badly, I would never forgive him. Nope, nope, nope. And I have felt that strongly for a person before (happily I am married to someone who is much more amazing). Okay, the emails did make me cry but c’mon that’s such a cop out because I wasn’t feeling so great that day (also: Tate, be more proactive in the mundanities of your life).
However, I did enjoy the book.
Mostly because I loved the supporting cast.
Not Ian Butler, because he’s a dick, but the others: Nick and Marco, and Charlie and Trey. I wish that Gwen and Devon had had more screen time and time to be developed as people too, because what parts of them that were on page were delightful and so good for Tate and her ability to deal with her father and Sam. Nick especially I wanted more of—I really, really liked him and wish the best of everything for that sweet little bean.
Anywho, this was a far different kind of book than My Favorite Half-Night Stand or My Favorite Half-Night Stand, mostly because it’s not filled with laugh-out-loud humor but an anticipatory tension that slowly winds its way into your heart.
Against the odds.
Against your expectations.
Against societal norms.
Kinda like Milkweed itself.
I received this ARC from NetGalley for an honest review.
Twice in a Blue Moon releases 22 October 2019 from Gallery Books