If We Were Villains: A Novel

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This book could've been an easy and fun-in-a-mindless-way read if it weren't for the constant objectification of the female character. The way Meredith was described was so needlessly obscene that I thought a man wrote this book at first. Everytime she appears we need to get reminded that men get boners when she enters the room. Her character is distasteful and not developed in any meaningful way at all so this approach of writing a female character to be "the whore" archetype has no excuse, the excuse would've been development but that's nowhere to be seen.

Characters lack personality and I can't feel anything for them, all their interactions fall flat, their relationships are superficial and yet I am to believe they're all best friends. Richard is made to be the bad guy in the most cliché way possible. Oliver is obnoxious and not even his gay situationship could've saved his character, nor does it help that he's a lustful "nice guy" who constantly objectifies a woman. His and James's friendship needed way more time to develop for me to believe any of it.

The only thing I could say I appreciated is the way their personal drama clashed and paralleled with dramas they were acting out on the stage, but even their personal stuff had to be overshadowed by needless sex endeavours between the two of the most boring characters ever.

It's a shame, because the concept of theatre kids acting out their way of a supposed collective murder would've been so much interesting if all of their relationships were more developed and we got rid of needless descriptions of a female character.

Too long only for that ending. I don't know what to feel 😩😩😩❤️