But is this book just about two college students sleeping with a married couple? Or is it something much stranger, sharper, and more honest?
If you picked up Sally Rooney’s debut novel, Conversations with Friends , expecting a lighthearted romp through Dublin’s literary scene, you probably found yourself putting it down to stare at the wall for twenty minutes. You aren’t alone.
4.5/5 Recommended if you like: Greta Gerwig’s Frances Ha , crying in the bathtub, and emails that feel like love letters. Have you read Conversations with Friends ? Do you think Frances deserves Nick? Or do you think Bobbi was right all along? Let me know in the comments below.
Frances is the "cool girl" archetype deconstructed. She watches her ex-girlfriend (and current best friend) Bobbi flirt with a glamorous older photographer named Melissa. She watches Melissa’s husband, Nick, suffer from depression and a failing acting career. She watches, analyzes, and files everything away.
They used to date. Now they are just best friends who finish each other’s sentences and perform spoken word poetry together. They are a unit. When Frances spirals into the affair, Bobbi is the one who gets hurt. The jealousy, the codependency, and the unspoken "what if" between the two women is far more complex than the heterosexual drama.
She wants us to think she is a cold, rational observer. She is not. She is a volcano trying to pass itself off as a flat screen. Let’s address the plot: Frances begins an affair with Nick, Melissa’s husband. However, Rooney refuses to write a steamy, taboo thriller. Instead, the affair is conducted via stilted emails, silent car rides, and conversations about Marxism.