
The Scottish Bride by Catherine Coulter
Another asshole vicar hero in a romance novel. What happened to all the nice ones?

Another asshole vicar hero in a romance novel. What happened to all the nice ones?
No, this is not Superman porn. Shame, it’d probably be more interesting if it was.
That is a pretty accurate title for this lightweight effort.
No matter how I try to dissect it, this movie is a middle finger to feminism.
It’s half a decent book, before the author decides to turn the heroine into a moron for… plot, I guess.
The entire story is about everyone saving the clueless heroine as she careens from one disaster to another.
All bombastic tomfoolery with no substance to speak of.
The hero needs psychiatric help. Or a hard knock in the head.
Been there, done that, lost count.
Bad acting and hammy melodrama make this one a ludicrous mess to behold.