If Choose Me is presented properly by her publisher, it could well become a literary landmark. Telling the truth isn't favoured in current fiction. Lau says that most fiction isn't as bold as it professes to be. Brett Easton Ellis, for instance, writes about hip sex. Nowadays, via ads, sitcoms and Hollywoodized culture, we get the shorthand version of everything.
Young boys are sexy.
Thirty-ish single women are wacky. Older men are babe magnets. Lau doesn't buy this last one. Neither did the National Post's film critic, doing something of a Lau as he reviewed Clint Eastwood's latest mess of a film, and described the full horror of seeing him naked on-screen, his living cadaver a sick contrast to the pretty body of the young actress who the script has in love with him. Choose Me is a concentrated attack on the notion that older men are by definition wise, generous, sculpted creatures whose attractiveness increases with age.