Also by this author: The Brave Line, Drive
on April 23rd 2019
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Hollywood is a temptress, a trickster, a soul-stealing devil. I married an A-list player, knowing I come second place to his craft. But Lucas and I are a golden couple, a modern-day fairy tale.
I’ve never doubted what we built...until the sudden death of Lucas’s best friend has scandal rocking the Hills and shaking the foundation of our relationship.
I chose Lucas as my safe haven...he chose the role of a lifetime.
For the next three months, I’ll share my nights with a stranger, watching as he buries his pain, immersed in his role and living as someone else.
We’ve done this before. I tell myself it’s just another movie, and he’ll return to me.
I should’ve known this time would be different.
To get my husband back, I’ll need the strength of ten men.
As it turns out, I’ll have to go through two.
by KATE STEWART
“I think everybody should get rich and famous and do everything they ever dreamed of
so they can see that it’s not the answer.”
Before I start to read a book by Kate Stewart I have two thoughts. One is: “Yay, bring on the angst!” The other one is: “Shit, the angst!” Once I’m a little bit further into the story that dread falls away and the glee remains.
Lucas Walker has made it to the top as one of Hollywood’s most successful actors. He has it all, the fame, the money, the whirlwind love story of a lifetime and a marriage to the woman he would sell his soul for.
“You still think you can get the girl, Hollywood?”
“I’ll never stop trying,” he replies before we manage another kiss, one that goes far deeper.
His best friend and actor Blake West’s suicide tosses him into a dark place – guilt about his own role in Blake’s downfall consumes him but he keeps his grief inside, bottles it up. When a once-in-a-lifetime role is offered to him he loses himself in it, immerses himself into the character like never before. Mila starts to see changes about her husband, changes that’ll turn their life together upside down and put their marriage at risk.
This story is told in a big part in flashbacks (I know a lot of people don’t like those) and they are essential to understand why Mila fights for her marriage to her last breath. But I think this is a good time to mention that the extensive use of them keeps the story from going forward. That doesn’t mean that the flashbacks slow the story down. No, the angst does its work and keeps you glued to the pages, but it made it a little frustrating.
Perfect wife, perfect life, but I’m totally fucking lost.
In the present Lucas had my stomach in my throat and my heart in my guts for a good old violent churn. He was cold, callous, unfeeling and it was agonizing to unite his character with the loving, funny, sweet and modest guy he was in the past while he courted Mila. He was a keeper then, so romantic, down-to-earth and honest about his feelings. And damn, those flashback chapters about their beginning made the hurt so worth it and I knew, eventually, they would be alright. The road there was long, hard and stony though and there were times I wanted to shake Lucas, punch him and tell him to get his shit together.
“Okay, Hollywood,” I admit tearfully, “you got the girl. Now what?”
“Now everything,” he promises before his lips crush mine.
Mila’s sass, intelligence and strength were my favorite thing. Her tenacity and need to help Lucas and to be supportive without being a doormat made her his perfect life partner. She was the rock Lucas could lean on even when things turned into a train wreck, yet she still drew the line and knew when she had to look out for herself. I had so much admiration and love for her. For them. Lucas and Mila’s relationship was unconventional, definitely dysfunctional but still so full of love.
“Do you know what the definition of hell is? Because I do. It’s getting the life you wanted only to fuck it up because you didn’t know how to embrace it and be happy.”
The extent of Lucas immersion into this new role becomes apparent in the last couple of chapters of the book and it’s a whopper of twist when everything starts to click into place. It is so smartly done that I didn’t see it coming. It’s a mindfuck extraordinaire.
After finishing this book I have no idea why somebody would want to become a Method actor. Yes, they are exceptional talents but if you have a tendency to obsess over stuff (and most of them do, hence they are exceptional talents) it’s a one-way street. It’s lonely, toxic and more often than not these artists fall into depression without much hope to crawl out again. And how do you tell when you don’t just toe the line of insanity but step over it? It’s such a fine line, a balancing act.
The last chapter had me sobbing and looking back it made the journey so worth it.
METHOD certainly is an extraordinary tale about the love of a lifetime between two remarkable characters. Cleverly crafted, it manages to walk the tightrope to be angsty without falling off the ledge and becoming unbearably oppressive. This is why this author is one of my top favorites – METHOD is a typically atypical Kate Stewart story that I definitely recommend for readers who enjoy getting their heart bruised and battered but coming out smiling on the other side anyway.
If you have any desire to become an actor or date one, read this book. It’ll challenge every idea you had about Hollywood and will make you wonder whether the glitz an glamour are worth it.
“I love fighting with you. I love the way you look at me. I love the way it feels when we’re together. I love the silk of your skin, the velvet of your beautiful voice. I love the way you caress my forehead when you think I’m asleep. I love that you take all of the socks out of the dryer and count them. I love that you feel so fucking perfect when I push inside you, the way you moan, the way you come. I love your elf ears, the noises you make after you sip wine. The fact that you pick up pennies, no one does that anymore.”
We smile at each other as his eyes water, and his voice clogs with emotion.
“I love that you laugh inappropriately when you’re nervous. I love that you’re so smart. I love that, Mila. I love that you’re a natural teacher because I’ve already learned so much from you. I wasn’t ever able to tell you that before because of foolish pride, but you know all of me now. All of me, even the parts I didn’t want you to.”