Summer Island by Kristin Hannah
Schmaltz is just a few alphabets away from schmuck.
Schmaltz is just a few alphabets away from schmuck.
This is an experiment to find out how much stupidity I can take before my brain explodes, right?
This is one horrifying trainwreck. This is a nice start at a new publisher, right?
This is just so freaking dumb.
How can a movie about killing Barney be this turgid?
The title refers to me, right?
If capitalism is as bad as this book suggests, then why do we have to pay the author for it? Why not just steal it?
This horrific Hallmark-style story can go choke on a pink tampon.
Please ax this franchise. My brain can’t take the pain any more.
This is another story fueled by the heroine’s stupidity, played up for laughs. Oh joy.