I Watched Heated Rivalry. What the Puck?
The first two episodes were steamy. Some might even call them soft porn.
The show, based on a book series, follows two studly, closeted hockey rivals who secretly fall into lust off the ice. As their relationship evolves from puck buddies to something more serious, the Canadian player, Shane Hollander, invites his Russian rival/lover, Ilya Rozanov, to a secluded cottage. When Rozanov phones Hollander to say, in his thick Russian accent, “I’m coming to the cottage,” a meme is born. So are two stars.
On January 7th, Williams demonstrated a suggestive hockey stretch on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon. This past Sunday, he wore a $75,000 Bulgari Serpenti necklace to the Golden Globes. Yesterday, Storrie was interviewed on The Today Show after appearing on Late Night with Seth Meyers a week ago. Both Williams and Storrie have signed with Creative Artists Agency and partied with Julia Roberts at its post-Golden Globes bash.
Both actors have been coy about their sexual orientations, which is, of course, their right but also fuels hopeful speculation.
And here I am, still talking about it on January 15th. That’s impressive for a minor miniseries with a lean budget and no known stars.
I’ve seen all kinds of theories about why Heated Rivalry vaulted into the Zeitgeist, from its hockey setting to the “showcasing of queer joy” (Forbes) to the “stellar performances” by the two leads (Forbes again). The New Yorker called it "deliciously enjoyable." It’s been written about in outlets ranging from The New York Times to The Atlantic to The Wall Street Journal.
That's a lot of hoopla over a gay hockey series (funny words to type). I wish I had a novel theory to explain the mania, because the show, the acting, and the directing are all mediocre. I've got nothing, except, “It’s the sex, stupid.”

“Puck buddies” 🤣
ReplyDeleteI watched it with impatience and a building sense of admiration. This show is pure romance fiction. Faithful to its genre, which requires beautiful and preferably rich young lovers whose passion, if public, would be a scandal, so: How, oh how do they find true happiness? Primordial soap opera with lusty sex. Neo-fairy tale. About time.
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