The Rescue by Nicholas Sparks
An open letter to a fan of this author.
An open letter to a fan of this author.
It’s like the result of Janet Evanovich writing while having an epileptic seizure.
This one is just full of dumb from the heroine and assholery from the hero. Everyone having fun tonight?
Oh good, a plot full of dumb misunderstanding drama and refusal to communicate.
Eeeuw, John Travolta is back.
It’s fascinating how everyone gets to manipulate the gullible heroine.
The plot is interesting, but the author soon drags everything down into psychoanalysis hell again.
This self-indulgent mess is best watched only by Kevin Smith’s family members and friends.
An erotic drama? More like another tale of misogyny and sex-negative sentiments.
Why does this even get made? You know what, I don’t care. I’ll just show myself to the exit.