A review by nostoat
The Saint of Heartbreak by Morgan Dante

5.0

Thank you to the author for providing an ARC! 

The beginning of this book is like a speedrun of Jesus Christ Superstar, by which I mean it made me want to go stand on my roof and scream at the top of my lungs. And then there was the entire rest of the book?? Dear god. I was unprepared!!! 

What if we were the two greatest instruments of holy betrayal and we had a millennia-spanning love story in Hell? What if we are both knives in the back, and do not know how to be loved or love? What if Heaven's bloody plans have left us hollow and ghastly? What if? What then!!

I will say, I am most compelled by stories about Jesus because I am extremely drawn to him as a mythic figure. So I wasn't sure where I'd land on this as a complete narrative before starting it! But I am always a sucker for a story about Judas. Something about being ex-Christian really... yeah. And boy was this brimful of the exact miserable angst of that sort. As someone who wept over The Last Days of Judas Iscariot, yeah you could say this book hit me like a train or a steel beam to the head. 

At times the prose can feel a little overworked, like every sentence is trying to be the best sentence you'll read, which took me out of things every now and then, but that is truly a MINOR quibble. 

In all, if you like angst, gay people, religious trauma, the song Take Me to Church by Hozier, David Kushner's new album The Dichotomy, or anything else I mentioned: read this book.