Waiting for Tom Hanks by Kerry Winfrey Synopsis from the publisher: A rom-com-obsessed romantic waiting for her perfect leading man learns that life doesn’t always go according to a script in this delightfully charming and funny novel. Annie Cassidy dreams of being the next Nora Ephron. She spends her days writing screenplays, rewatching Sleepless in Seattle, and waiting for her movie-perfect meet-cute. If she could just find her own Tom Hanks—a man who’s sweet, sensitive, and possibly owns a houseboat—her problems would disappear and her life would be perfect. But Tom Hanks is nowhere in sight. When a movie starts filming in her neighborhood and Annie gets a job on set, it seems like a sign. Then Annie meets the lead actor, Drew Danforth, a cocky prankster who couldn’t be less like Tom Hanks if he tried. Their meet-cute is more of a meet-fail, but soon Annie finds herself sharing some classic rom-com moments with Drew. Her Tom Hanks can’t be an actor who’s leaving town in a matter of days…can he? Review: (spoilers and ranting ahead) I was so very, very excited for this book. Tom Hanks being my favorite actor, and starring in 2 of my all-time favorite romantic comedies (You’ve Got Mail and Sleepless in Seattle), this book felt like it had been written for me. The main character is obsessed with romantic comedies (uh, hello! me!), and once I started reading, I realized the author is from Ohio, and the story takes place in Columbus, near German Village. I just happen to live in Columbus, so reading a romantic comedy about a woman in my hometown who loves romantic comedies was extra exciting. A scene even takes place in The Book Loft, which is one of my favorite places to walk to during my lunches at work. It’s a bit of a hike, but it’s so worth it. All of this conspired to get me even more hyped for this story. So, you can imagine my intense disappointment at what a letdown this was. Bear with me because I have a lot to say. Initially, the rom-com references are a lot of fun. Freelance writer Annie is looking for her version of Tom Hanks. Not the real Tom Hanks, but the Tom Hanks we see in his rom-coms. The Sam Baldwin and Joe Fox Tom Hanks. Her mother essentially raised Annie on romantic comedies, and Annie began to cling to them tightly after her mom passed away from a heart attack. There’s nothing wrong with this. It’s understandable for someone grieving to hold onto the things that bonded them with the person they lost. But after several pages of the rom-com references and Annie comparing her life to one, it became… unsettling. Concerning, even. This isn’t just a heroine who loves romantic comedies; this is a heroine who is letting her obsession with them affect her life. She doesn’t give men much of a chance if they don’t live on a houseboat. They seem to have to meet her strict rom-com requirements to be considered a potential lover, and frankly, that’s just not healthy. After about three or four chapters of the rom-com references and what should/would happen if her life were an actual romantic comedy, I started to feel rom-com fatigue. Okay, we get it. Annie likes romantic comedies. She wants her life to be a romantic comedy. She adores Nora Ephron. We are hit over the head with these details so often that I feel like Winfrey was either trying to beat it into us how disturbed Annie really is, or maybe she just thinks we, as readers, are stupid. Annie’s best friend, Chloe, is gorgeous and works as a barista at Nick’s, a coffee shop in German Village owned by… you guessed it, Nick. They have a flirty back and forth, and Annie believes they are living a rom-com, so she decides to write a screenplay based on Chloe and Nick’s relationship (without telling them). One day, Chloe reads that a movie is going to be filmed a couple of blocks down. It’s going to be a romantic comedy starring Drew Danforth, a successful television star who is coming off a big-budget bomb at the box office. She insists that Annie get a job on the set so she can meet Drew and live out her rom-com fantasy. This all seems impossible, but would you believe it? Annie’s Uncle Don (whom she shares a mortgage-free Victorian house with) was once roommates with the director! And would you believe that he has the director’s number? And would you believe that after a five-minute phone call to said director, Annie is suddenly the director’s assistant? What amazing luck Annie has. And, of course, her “meet-cute” with Drew is splashing coffee all over him because that hasn’t been done a dozen times before. Sigh. By now, the book had started to feel like a parody of rom-coms rather than an actual rom-com, something I would have embraced if that were the actual point. Annie compares everything she’s doing to a rom-com. She believes everything happening in her life leading up to finding her Tom Hanks is the beginning montage of her own rom-com. She even mentions this to people, along with an insane number of pop culture references, which Winfrey at least acknowledges as weird, while other characters respond with confusion. But I’m not sure whether Winfrey understood how weird it was or was trying to make Annie quirky and funny. Annie believes she and Drew are embroiled in an enemies-to-lovers trope. Except Drew is not her enemy. He calls her coffee girl because she spilled coffee on him, hangs out in a coffee shop, and makes coffee runs for the director, but Annie finds this insanely insulting and thus begins to treat Drew horribly. He seems like a genuinely nice guy, but she interprets everything he says as mocking or making fun of her, which is clearly not the case. She’s just mean. After