The Enchantment by Pam Binder
More like, the sleepy.

More like, the sleepy.

And we’ve officially entered soap opera territory.

Oh, this one is just a painful waste of time.

Oh my god.

French people can make the worst kind of artsy-fartsy film sometimes.

This is a dreary chick flick with big stars. Julia Roberts pretending to be all sweet and humble is a big minus.

The romance isn’t quite there, and the suspense is rubbish.

Oh, Egypt. Oh, Harry. Oh, wonderful.

Oh god, so painful. Please make him go away.

The author really wants to be a queen of generic romances so badly, it seems.
