Summary (from Goodreads):
“From debut author Goldy Moldavsky, the story of four superfan friends whose devotion to their favorite boy band has darkly comical and murderous results.
Okay, so just know from the start that it wasn’t supposed to go like this. All we wanted was to get near The Ruperts, our favorite boy band.
We didn’t mean to kidnap one of the guys. It kind of, sort of happened that way. But now he’s tied up in our hotel room. And the worst part of all, it’s Rupert P. All four members of The Ruperts might have the same first name, but they couldn’t be more different. And Rupert P. is the biggest flop out of the whole group.
We didn’t mean to hold hostage a member of The Ruperts, I swear. At least, I didn’t. We are fans. Okay, superfans who spend all of our free time tweeting about the boys and updating our fan tumblrs. But so what, that’s what you do when you love a group so much it hurts.
How did it get this far? Who knows. I mean midterms are coming up. I really do not have time to go to hell.”
This has been compared to Heathers, and much as I enjoyed this, it is no Heathers. (Heathers is sort of timeless because they created their own slang; this relies on current slang which will be outdated soon.*) Also, this had the self-aware tone of Heathers but not quite the fun, “anything can happen” aspect.
I will admit that when I read a comparison to Heathers, my expectations go way up. :) And, like I said, this is an incredibly fun novel. If you like your comedies dark, this is for you.
I also loved The Ruperts, who sound like every boy band ever (insipid lyrics; vague personalities; in-group rivalries? Check, check, check!). I also appreciated how the friends (the titular killers of the boy band) are basically only unified by this one thing, which feels very true to high school.
Goldy Moldavsky is definitely one to watch and I can’t wait for her next novel.
* = I hope, because if I hear “cray” or “cray cray” one more time, I may have to smack someone in the face.