David Yi wasn’t trying to fall in love again. And if he had been, it should have been with his new girlfriend and not some Korean social media influencer perhaps half his age that he can’t even understand. But as much as he knows it’s not right, it’s so exhilarating he can’t stop thinking about her, and so unspeakably embarrassing he can’t tell another soul.

And even if he could bring himself to talk about it, who would he talk to? Newly divorced, isolating in his spartan one-bedroom apartment, struggling to manage his aging parents by phone, and under pressure from a new boss that he’s never actually seen in person, David can’t even blow off steam with his friends on the golf course or over a beer. Something has to give.

And when it does, everything unravels. Up is down, right is left, and every other denial is a white lie.

A story about self and family, about identity and history, and about love when there’s no one around to love, The Forty-Something Fanboy is a sweet and sad, soulful and sometimes silly story about one man’s unpredictable reaction to the craziness we have all been enduring in the age of COVID.