The Fantasy of Harry Styles Is Now the Stuff of Fiction

In The Idea of You, a romantic drama directed by Michael Showalter, Anne Hathaway plays a single mother who falls for a world-famous pop star. He’s younger than her, which inspires much fury among practically everyone around them, but through this boyband member who unabashedly adores her, she finds a new side to herself that is often denied of women who dare to enter middle age without shame. The love interest is played by Nicholas Galitzine, best known for Red, White & Royal Blue, and his aesthetic— bouncy hair, lots of tattoos, boyish but with an edge—is blatantly inspired by a certain singer with his own share of media obsession.
The Idea of You is not Harry Styles fanfiction. The author of the original novel, Robinne Lee, told Vogue “This was never supposed to be a book about Harry Styles.” But it was inspired by One Direction, she admits. While it was initially published in 2017, the story of a pop singer falling for an older woman gained traction through fervent word-of-mouth and the highly publicized romance between Styles and actress-director Olivia Wilde. The Styles connection was heavily pushed in later marketing as a result. When the film was initially announced, Entertainment Weekly even described it as “Harry Styles fanfiction.” The fantasy was evident, and it was no longer shameful to sell it to the masses. It wasn’t the first or last time that Styles and fellow celebrities of his kind would find themselves becoming the stuff of novels.
The most famous Styles fanfic, published three years before The Idea of You, is After by Anna Todd. Having started life as a self-insert 1D fic on Wattpad, the exceedingly long story was picked up by a major publisher, split into multiple books (seriously, this thing is long enough to make The Lord of the Rings look like a novella), and turned into a major bestseller. It’s also been adapted into a trilogy of Amazon films. The publisher never made a secret of the fact that its protagonist Hardin was originally Styles, and that all his friends were his fellow band members. Indeed, it was a major selling point during the publicity process. In a post-50 Shades of Grey world, your book being fanfic with the serial numbers filed off was no longer something to hide.
The Harry of After is, obviously, not the real thing, but it is fascinating just how little the character bears resemblance to the extremely famous man he’s ostensibly supposed to be. To put it in academic terms, he’s the absolute f**king worst. He’s cruel, stupid, verbally abusive, treats the self-insert heroine like a child, and adheres to gender politics that went out of style with the dodo. He’s far more like Christian Gray than Harry Styles. Many of the post-50 Shades erotic heroes were this particular brand of sketchily dominant, more scorn than brain. It’s undeniably an intriguing trope to many romance readers, but to shoehorn it into Styles’ brand was always a perplexing choice.