![]() ![]() Malcolm and Joanna meet at a party and make out without even exchanging proper greetings first. In fact the only conversations they have are completely devoid of any wit or substance and merely border on good-natured flirtation. Their friendship is never fleshed out for the reader's benefit. ![]() More often than not they come off as people with no discernible character traits - they flicker in and out of focus like shadowy silhouettes in a hazily lit room. ![]() Neither does Malcolm possess Harry's infuriatingly self-assured persona nor does Joanna manage to embody Sally's quirkiness and emotional vulnerabilities. So potential readers and Nora Ephron fans, better be forewarned that the central characters here are not even pale imitations of Harry Burns and Sally Albright. That movie has been comfort food for the lonely and the lovelorn and the ones navigating the treacherous waters of friends-and-a-little-more relationships for decades now. It is nigh impossible to banish the specter of expectations for a book which proudly advertises itself as the When Harry Met Sally for the millenial generation. ![]()
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