Review: Don't waste your money on this implausible, thinly written silliness
Rating: 1 out of 5
Date: 04 18, 2012
It's so irritating when you read another review or two, or three and buy a book on the strength of their enthusiasm, only to suspect, after beginning to read the book, that the reviews were written by close friends of the author - if not the author, herself. This book - for which I outlayed my hard-earned dosh - is just such a book. The so-called scintillating humour is about as funny as a soggy plaster cast on a limp wrist. The so-called dazzling repartee between the heroine and her best friend is about as funny as a funeral. Etc. - I could go on, but I hope I've made my point. My recommendation is don't bother buying this book. It's not particularly well-written; the characters have as much dimensionality as a line drawn in the sand between hapless and hopeless. That a philosophy lecturer would have the verbal skills and personal reflectivity of a five year-old is a bit thin; ditto that a doctor would have the self-possession and charm of a spotty, male adolescent. Purchaser Approval rating 2/10; prospective reader irritation rating 12/10. Grrr