Clearly this is not my kind of book. It was a best seller and I cannot fathom why. I found it trite, tedious, and eventually, terribly manipulative in a movie-disease kind of way. The characters were incredibly cliched, the “history” was a shallow rehash of slogans and consumer product nostalgia. I am mad at myself for wasting the hours to finish it, which I only did because I had agreed to review it. I do not await the forthcoming sequel.
I got this book for free in exchange for an honest review.
P.S. Here is a synopsis of the book. It comes from the publisher so expect extravagant claims.
ohmygoodness. What a funny coincidence. This book is brought up at every. single. one. of our Book Club meetings. Your review could have come out of my mouth. In fact, yours isn’t even nearly as scathing and disgusted as our (37th) rant, just last night.
I think our favorite complaint was the “drill it into the brainless reader” description of what time period it happened to be, at the beginning of each decade. “The girls were listening to Madonna…while wearing jelly bracelets…and pegging their jeans…It was “1984”. (paraphrased, obvs)
The depressing part is how much higher the rating for this book is, compared to far, far superior books.