Good Omens is Gay as Hell
Good Omens was released on Amazon (not Netflix) at the end of May and was almost immediately pronounced to be an incredible success, much to the delight of fans and critics. The actors, fun production, impeccably rendered dialogue, and generally tongue-in-cheek undercover satire that Neil Gaiman has made into a personal brand during these adaptations, all came through. The novel was faithfully, although not painstakingly rendered. It was fun, it was lighthearted with dark undertones, it was sweet and hopeful, and most of all, perhaps best of all...it was very, very gay.
“But Linda,” you’ll hear someone say, (possibly my friend Greg), “you read the gay into everything. I could get drinks at a bar with John and you’d write erotic friend-fiction about us by the end of the week.”
While, fair point Greg, (I do make everything at least a little bit queer), I have to protest in defense of Good Omens. It is in fact, extremely, wildly, without-a-doubt, a love story between an angel and a demon. There are a lot of in-text defenses for just how intimately queer Good Omens is, but the fact is that as a fan, I don’t really care whether or not another fan reads it as queer. I don’t need to be vindicated by other viewers (although it is nice); just ask the -0 people who read my Poe/Luke fanfic a few years ago. I’ll be the first to admit, there is little to no textual support for that one, and yet...there it is. Queer as the day is long.
So look, I’m not here to tell anyone that they’re wrong about their interpretations of Good Omens, but if you di