Reviewing the Evidence

[neadods]

Two more reviews of mine are up at Reviewing the Evidence (link at right on my LJ): Bride and Groom and Definition Murder. One of these has reached immortality as one of my examples of eyeball-sporking badness, so go see what I'll be twitching about for the next year.

Also recommended is Andi Shechter's review for See Isabelle Run. She's got a great authorial voice and she's so right about the reaction to TV dramas.

Comments

[starcat-jewel.livejournal.com]

That second review was a classic example of "This book is SO BAD that I don't even want to say how bad it is, so I'll just tell you what happens in such a way that you can figure it out for yourself."

The Conant mysteries still on my shelf went into the last round of cull. I find that once I've lost interest in a series, it tends to spoil the earlier ones for me as well, and I can better employ that shelf space for things I'll actually read again.

[neadods.livejournal.com]

Conant is very hit or miss with me, but suffice it to say that I likely won't buy what I can't get for free. Too many other series that I want to read.

of "This book is SO BAD that I don't even want to say how bad it is, so I'll just tell you what happens in such a way that you can figure it out for yourself."

More like "This book is SO BAD that I don't need to say how bad it is, I'll just tell you the parts that made my brain explode and watch yours blow up too."

The horny police were pretty awful, but the real grey-matter detonator was that professor. Riiiight. No college in the world is going to, oh, notice that slight little bit of enrollment discrimination. And no other students would comment about the rituals and the clothing. And of course, all the students in the class will comply, no problem, and not one of them will ever, oh, SUE YOU AND THE COLLEGE LATER.

Of all of it, though, it was the tattoos that really got me. Dunno about you, but there were far more kids in my school who were willing to screw around than were willing to have a permanent, painful, parents-might-ask-questions mark put on their bodies to *prove* they screwed around!

And this little fantasy goes on not for one semester. Not for two semesters. But for something like 2 or 3 years.

In the end, both books treat more than one woman like trash, which is a pretty stupid move for a genre with a readership that is something like 95% female.

[pinkribbonwench.livejournal.com]

Well done! Heh. I'll give you an extra point for the "Jane Eyre" reference.

[shawan-7.livejournal.com]

I think you pulled your punches -- you could have lacerated them better. Hopefully no one will buy it and the author might go away.