Swing When You’re Winning by Robbie Williams
Where’s my airbag?
Where’s my airbag?
The heroine has the mental capacity of a spoiled six-year old.
The hero aside, this one ain’t too bad.
Even when the lyrics are subpar, she can still knock the heart down hard.
And it’s a bleak, bleak world to exist in.
This one stays grounded and, hence, compared to the previous book in the series, not as fun.
This dull and dreary teen romantic comedy is inspired by a midsummer’s nightmare, more like.
Is this a new book or something dragged out of the author’s old manuscript drawer?
This one is dumb, but the jury is still out as to whether this dumbassery is deliberate or accidental.
Sagging middle, weak romance… the author’s sins are catching up with her.