The Willing Heart by Helen Bianchin
It’s a season of… oh, just hand me my drink.
It’s a season of… oh, just hand me my drink.
The author writes well, but forgot to include a payoff in this story.
Not even fifteen million bucks can stop a romance heroine from being a miserable pumpkin.
Why do I bother reading romance novels again? It’s getting harder to remember.
The return of Martian Guerre.
It’s the showdown everyone has been waiting for: Debbie Gibson versus Tiffany! Too bad the movie is turd.
James Gunn’s first directorial effort is a composite made up of scenes from far better movies.
The pretty boy lead actor has all the emotional range of a toadstool.
Prepare to be blown away… by something else.
Things only look good when the lead actor takes off his shirt. Everything else is a dud.