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A review by krilves
Always, in December by Emily Stone
emotional
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
2.0
Not a romance and frankly I’m pissed off because this was shelved with romance and I picked it up believing it would be a romance. There’s no HEA. Max fucking DIES at the end.
I had several other problems with this:
- tropey in a way that had characters behaving as if they were puppets. There’s a difference between tropey stuff happening and characters behaving counter to how they actually would just to make the trips happen.
- Straight with a capital S. Not because of a lack of queer characters (the one gay guy in the book was a minor character with barely any lines except to make it obvious he was gay) but because of how heteronormatively focused it was on how “the other girl” was prettier/had longer legs/whatever than herself because his forbid men like them for their personalities, or something
- fatphobia. There is one singular fat character in this book and he existed only to be gross and disgusting because of his size. His ‘inappropriate’ behaviour was also emphasised through his fatness - frankly, if he’d been thin his behaviour wouldn’t have been anything much to comment on but no, let’s just make the fat person disgusting for no reason.
Besides all of that I thought it kind of ok. I guess people who enjoy having their hearts torn out and tramped on with no satisfying healing to follow up with would enjoy this. I don’t. I can’t in good conscience recommend it to anybody - the fatphobia alone made sure I would never recommend this book to anyone - but also I’m just too bloody mad. I could tell something was going on with Max and I was wondering what secret/burden it was going to be - had he had a mental health breakdown? Had he been assaulted? Had he lost an unborn child? Had he been sexually assaulted? I did not expect “inoperable brain tumour” or him just dying out of the blue. And maybe I should’ve picked up on it but I haven’t read this type of novel in so long that I must’ve forgotten what the conventions are like, and did I say, this was shelved as fucking romance so I expected it to be a fucking romance.
I’m going to bed.
I had several other problems with this:
- tropey in a way that had characters behaving as if they were puppets. There’s a difference between tropey stuff happening and characters behaving counter to how they actually would just to make the trips happen.
- Straight with a capital S. Not because of a lack of queer characters (the one gay guy in the book was a minor character with barely any lines except to make it obvious he was gay) but because of how heteronormatively focused it was on how “the other girl” was prettier/had longer legs/whatever than herself because his forbid men like them for their personalities, or something
- fatphobia. There is one singular fat character in this book and he existed only to be gross and disgusting because of his size. His ‘inappropriate’ behaviour was also emphasised through his fatness - frankly, if he’d been thin his behaviour wouldn’t have been anything much to comment on but no, let’s just make the fat person disgusting for no reason.
Besides all of that I thought it kind of ok. I guess people who enjoy having their hearts torn out and tramped on with no satisfying healing to follow up with would enjoy this. I don’t. I can’t in good conscience recommend it to anybody - the fatphobia alone made sure I would never recommend this book to anyone - but also I’m just too bloody mad. I could tell something was going on with Max and I was wondering what secret/burden it was going to be - had he had a mental health breakdown? Had he been assaulted? Had he lost an unborn child? Had he been sexually assaulted? I did not expect “inoperable brain tumour” or him just dying out of the blue. And maybe I should’ve picked up on it but I haven’t read this type of novel in so long that I must’ve forgotten what the conventions are like, and did I say, this was shelved as fucking romance so I expected it to be a fucking romance.
I’m going to bed.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Death, Fatphobia, and Death of parent